Chapter 9 (This chapter is free)

For a high-tech fully automated world, no matter how many people there are, it is not difficult to buy a ticket. Every citizen implants a chip on the back of his neck when he is born, called an ID chip. Just use an electronic mirror to scan it and pay the money, and you can get the ticket away - you don't even have to pay the money. Of course, you will deduct the fees from your only account of the Federal Central Bank. It is only three hours' drive from Taihang Mountain Central Station to Chenzhou City. In Su Ruoshui's words, it is: "After the train arrives, I happen to go home for supper."

However, for Yang Hai, where to eat and sleep is really a problem.

Alas, let's talk about it then.

Yang Hai thought, and by the way, he bought a bag of biscuits in the train sales chamber with the flight attendant to fill his stomach.

17 years of life experience tells Yang Hai that he is not a picky person. At least Lin Bo does not eat onions, and Nuotianwang does not eat bamboo shoots, but he has nothing that he particularly hates to eat.

So he was not wary of this bag of cookies.

The train started slowly, and he and Su Ruoshui sat opposite each other. He picked up the biscuits, tore them apart, picked a piece and put them in his mouth.

Then his face turned from white to red, as if he was cooking a crab; then he turned from red to green, as if he was a traffic light.

Then he vomited so much.

Su Ruoshui was startled. The flight attendant rushed over when he heard the sound. He thought Yang Hai was in good health and asked nervously for a long time.

"I'm fine," Yang Hai said reluctantly: "Really."

"This biscuit..." After the flight attendant left, Yang Hai pinched his throat and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Hmm?" Su Ruoshui took the biscuits and looked at the shelf life date. "No problem."

But even after the shelf life, the reaction will not be so strong.

I took another slice and put it in my mouth to taste it. Yes, the authentic milk cheese synthetic biscuit.

Yang Hai coughed twice, picked up the free bottle of mineral water from the train and took a sip of it, and said, "This biscuit is too bad."

Su Ruoshui was speechless: "Yang Hai, do you have a fever?"

Yang Hai still feels uncomfortable in his throat: "It's really too unpalatable."

He also brought cookies from his home in his pocket. This was made by a chef specially hired by Tianwang Game Company to King Nuo Tianwang and sent them from the foot of the mountain. He picked up his cookies and ate them a few bites, breathing a sigh of relief.

What is this cookie?

Su Ruoshui stretched out his hand, Yang Hai was stunned for a moment, reacted and handed over the biscuits in his hand.

"Are people in the mountains so strange?" Su Ruoshui looked up and down at the biscuits wrapped in tin foil, and for a moment he didn't think about where the top-quality tin foil that was as thin as a cicada wing came from in the mountains. "The clothes you wear have no trademarks, shoes have no trademarks, and even the biscuits you eat have no trademarks."

"We're branded it at home." Yang Hai said with a thorn in his teeth.

"Oh, it turns out it was a cookie made from native crops. No wonder it smells so fragrant." Su Ruoshui blinked and looked at Yang Hai.

Yang Hai smiled and said, "Eat."

He understood why that biscuit was so unpalatable.

Eighty percent of the cookies - not 80 percent, they must be made of food fiber. Since childhood, Yang Hai has eaten this kind of thing?

Su Ruoshui was not polite. She just took a bite and was immediately conquered by this delicate texture and fragrant taste. Although the biscuits were cold and a little tide, Su Ruoshui swears that this was definitely the best biscuit she had ever eaten in her life.

good.

tasty.

She subconsciously reached out to the tin foil again, but found that there was no left in it.

"Ah!" Su Ruoshui blushed, "I'm sorry, Yang Hai..."

"It's okay." Yang Hai glanced at it and said indifferently: "I want to thank you for taking me into the city."

Su Ruoshui blinked his big eyes and asked, "Yang Hai, do you plant native crops?"

"Ah?" Yang Hai was stunned for a moment, understanding that Su Ruoshui had misunderstood. But this was fine, and it was convenient to explain, so he uttered a vaguely twice.

"Then you can eat such delicious food all year round, it's so happy." Su Ruoshui said with some envy.

"You can buy it too," said Yang Hai.

Su Ruo said, shook his head: "Where can ordinary people afford it? If you come out of the mountains and don't understand these, a pound of native rice costs 600 federal shields. Among native crops, rice is cheap, and some other things are more expensive."

Yang Hai suddenly had a headache.

He thought he was not picky about food, but now it seems that he was afraid that the person who was picky about food was the most picky about food. The master gave him 3,000 federal shields. It is said that this is the average monthly income of the society in the current society, so that he could find a way to support himself within one month.

But……

Can you really support yourself with a 3,000 federal shield per month?

Not to mention anything else, 3,000 federal shields can buy five kilograms of native rice, but... I don’t know if the five kilograms of native rice are enough to eat for one week. Yang Hai thought that his appetite was not small, and I’m afraid it was really not enough - well, it must not be enough. And it is impossible to eat only rice for dinner.

There are other expenses in addition to eating, such as renting a house, playing games... Except for the Jinka from the Nebula Water Pavilion, which King Nuo Tianwang thought that "I can't let my baby apprentice suffer a grievance" and gave him directly, other needs are inseparable from money.

Yang Hai suddenly remembered the kind of medicine used by his master to maintain his eyes. He said it was a pure herbal extract. He didn't know the price, but it can be imagined that it would never be cheap. For professional players, some money cannot be saved.

Sometimes when I get greedy, I will drink a few glasses... He will never move synthetic wine, native grain wine... This is another expense.

tragedy.

It's going to be a tragedy.

This thought appeared in Yang Hai's mind.

Forget it, there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, and the boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. If you drink wine today, you will be drunk today. If you are worried tomorrow, you will be worried tomorrow.

Then he started chatting with Su Ruoshui without saying a word.

"I heard you talk so well just now. Are you good at playing fighting games too?" Su Ruoshui asked.

Yang Hai laughed and said, "I can't say that the moves of fighting games are fixed. Actually, I prefer free fighting. Among all the games, I am not the best at fighting games, but if you look at them by your standards, you should be a master."

Su Ruoshui said curiously: "Have you played a lot of games?"

Yang Hai nodded: "Don't think Taihang Mountain is very remote. There is also a game room in the mountain. Basically, I have played all the games you have played."

"You are so confident. You must have a rare opponent in the game room of your village." Su Ruoshui guessed.

Our village...

Yang Hai pulled three black lines down his forehead. Where did the village come from in the deep mountains and forests?

Lin Bo and Master are not my opponents now. If I say that, then I will be a rare opponent. Lin Bo is not comprehensive enough in his skills. Master is old and his physical function is declining. Anyway, he can't beat me.

So he nodded.

"Do you want to make a living in the game world? Go to the semi-professional league?" Su Ruoshui asked while taking out a small file to repair his nails.

"Uh, this... maybe."

If the draft fails, you might go to the semi-professional league, but the premise is that the angry master will not demolish the WGA headquarters.

Having said that, I probably won’t be asking for something, it’s too miserable.

Even King Nuo said while drinking: "Ahai, with your strength, the talent show should be nothing. Come on, let's have a drink."

However, Su Ruoshui obviously did not associate the words Yang Hai and the draft. Su Ruoshui said with a smile: "Hey, great master Yang Hai, I'll find you a job, do you want it?"

"Oh." Yang Hai was confused, "What job?"

However, it would be good if you have a job. If you are not familiar with the place, the key is that you have no life experience. Maybe you will sleep on the streets tonight because you can't find a hotel. Su Ruoshui is a local, so it would be better to be able to help.

Su Ruoshui showed a hint of the cunning unique to the girl and asked, "Yang Hai, guess what our family does?"

Yang Hai said helplessly: "How can I guess this?"

"Our family runs a professional game hall." Su Ruoshui said proudly.

Yang Hai was a little surprised: "So you are still a daughter-in-law."

When it comes to gaming-related industries, Yang Hai knows a lot. Opening a professional game hall can be regarded as one of the most profitable industries. However, the investment in professional game halls is also very large and the cost is high, which is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Su Ruoshui nodded with satisfaction: "I think you are in good health and strong, and you are a good person. I know to give me filial biscuits to my lady and go to my game hall to be an administrator."

Yang Hai understood that Su Ruoshui probably meant to be a security guard, otherwise it would have something to do with her physical strength. However, he probably felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to overcome his face, so he temporarily changed it to an administrator. But Yang Hai felt that he was a manager in a professional game hall, that would be easy to get by. Which administrator could be more professional than me?

"Oh," said Yang Hai, "I'm good at this."

"Hmph!" Su Ruoshui made a face, "You are not humble."

"Oh." Yang Hai was a little worried when he remembered his future life: "How is the treatment?"

"Don't worry about this." Su Ruoshui saw that he was a child in the mountain and went out alone to explore. He was very pitiful and said, "If you go to work, you will not be able to find such a good job no matter what. You can accommodate three meals and accommodation, and your monthly salary is 3,000...500 Federal Shield, how about it, are you satisfied?"

In fact, Su Ruoshui raised his salary one piece up.

Yang Hai thought to himself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a better one for a while if he goes to find a job, so it's better to calm down first.

So he agreed with a smile.

Su Ruoshui curled his lips. It was obvious that this lady felt sorry for him, but why did it seem like I begged him to come to work?

But after careful look, this guy has a pretty face and looks a bit handsome.

Su Ruoshui's deep-hidden fujokomi component began to attack. Imagine if Yang Hai dressed up as a little sucker, would it attract a large group of depraved women and otaku...

Oh, this girl is so evil.

I felt that I was much closer, and Yang Hai wanted to joke and relax the atmosphere, so he asked, "Ruoshui, why is your face blushing?"

"Is there any? Yang Hai, you've read it wrong." Su Ruoshui said without changing his face, and at the same time he was muttering in his heart: "This guy has a pretty good look,"
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