Chapter 548 Clown

Paulkin Walker left, and made an agreement with Chen Yan to sell his share of the pure ore, and promised to give Solar a 5% commission.

Solar accepted the commission calmly, and everyone understood that the transaction with the black marketeer was obviously not as easy as what he had described in his previous words.

Weber left temporarily with a few pure minerals. He was anxious to bring his son new snake-nosed rocks to curb the erosion of the bloodthirsty strain on the body. His trust in Chen Yan came from his care when he was underground, and when he experienced life and death.

Still not giving up on his teammates.

In the view of Weber, who has experienced most of his life, this is a very difficult thing, and he can judge the essence of a person from this.

Solar had something to do, but he didn't say what it was specifically. Chen Yan didn't ask, but just sent him away from the door of the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street.

After returning to the apartment lobby, Jack Baldo looked at Chen Yan and hesitated to speak.

Chen Yan smiled helplessly at him: "Isn't it difficult to understand?"

Jack Baldo nodded and said: "We deserve to get the most, and, you...are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Jack Bardo originally wanted to ask, are you not thinking clearly?

Chen Yan shook his head: "I'm fine, Jack. I'm just a little uncomfortable because I suddenly gained so much wealth."

"I was very poor before, so I was racking my brains to think of ways to make money. I used all kinds of tricks, but I didn't do anything too extreme. I think I kept my bottom line."

Jack Baldo remained silent. He followed Chen Yan all the way here, witnessed everything Chen Yan did, and knew what kind of choices he had faced.

"Every time I think about the local taxes and living expenses I have to pay next month, the money it will cost to repair this shabby apartment, the tuition fees I will spend to attend the high street spring admissions... I have never thought about it.

I didn’t tell you about this, did I? Because I had given up and I thought I couldn’t make that much money anymore.”

Chen Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes, so he lowered his head.

He lowered his head, so Jack Baldo could not see the lens that was gradually beginning to break in his pupils.

If Jack Baldo could see the changes in his pupils, he would find that the cracks on the lens in Chen Yan's pupils are exactly the same as the completely broken pupils of the zombie boy in the fungus city.

Chen Yan obviously didn't notice any changes in himself, and he continued to talk:

"I can't even breathe when I think about the money I need to spend in the future, because if something goes wrong with these things, I won't even be able to survive in this city - if the local taxes cannot be paid, the house will be taken away, and I

My tenants and I will have to sleep on the street, eat relief food, and compete with the sick homeless people and lunatics for the porridge distributed by the mission school."

"If the living expenses cannot be provided, we will soon have to eat two meals a day - even in my hometown, eating two meals a day is a life that only the very poor have to endure."

"I didn't want that to happen, so I worked hard to make money."

"Later we went underground, a lot of things happened underground, and we got so much ore... Although we haven't gotten real money yet, it will be a matter of time."

In a few words, Chen Yan and Jack Baldo returned to the basement again.

Chen Yan gently stroked the "nautilus shell" of the first-generation mining machine and whispered:

"Once before, I accidentally met a professor at the University of Michigan... maybe he was a professor, maybe he was a teacher or something, I don't know, I just know that he was very rich. That person's name was Colin Frankenstein. I

Got 25 pounds from him."

"Twenty-five pounds, Jack, you know what that is."

"I was so happy because 25 pounds was almost half my lifetime salary."

"After being happy, there is a feeling of emptiness."

"I don't know what I'm going to do with the money, because I don't need to live a luxurious life. I just need a little money that can allow me to live a life of food and clothing in this city, and I can afford to pay local taxes and support my family."

It's enough to get up from my apartment."

"At that time, I felt very empty mentally. I felt that 'money can't bring me happiness' and that 'with so much money, it's actually nothing important.' So I gave half of the money to Ogami.

, hire him to arrest Liang Ansheng."

Jack Bardo said:

"This is not a wise move. That money could have been the foundation of your life."

Chen Yan retorted:

"No, Jack, money cannot be the basis for a person's life. Once you think that money can be the basis for your survival, you will be kidnapped by society, just like me now."

Jack Baldo didn't understand what Chen Yan was talking about.

Chen Yan continued as if he was stunned:

"People don't live for money, they live to become better, and the same is true for work.

But the quality of life in a material society is defined by money. If you have money, you can live a good life. This is a natural truth in this society.

But this is wrong, do you understand?

The value of money is defined by people, and the value of items is defined by the market. If your life is completely linked to money, it is equivalent to having your life defined by others, and your essence as a free person being alienated by society.

You will become a complete slave to society."

He rambled:

"Jack, money is just a currency symbol. It cannot represent the real value of things, nor the value of the labor you have paid, nor the value of yourself."

"When you possess knowledge and skills and become a better person, you can truly realize your own value!"

"But you can't do that now, you can't study while ensuring your basic life, and you can't make yourself valuable, because you don't have money and you don't even have enough to eat.

You can only become a money-making machine day after day, working hard but not getting the rewards you deserve.

Is this really the life you want?

Is this really the life I want?"

Jack Baldo seemed to hear a "click-click" cracking sound, and he didn't know where the sound came from.

Chen Yan raised his head, looked at the huge first-generation mining machine with broken pupils, looked at the storage cabin filled with pure ore of Shenbi Rock, and whispered:

"But you have to make money, and you have to be forced to do work you don't want to do, because you have to survive, and you can't live without money."

"Jack, I feel like I'm being raped by society day after day."

He stretched out his hands, spread them out, and placed them on the "Nautilus Shell".

"Now, I finally have a chance to make a comeback, Jack. These pure minerals can allow us to do many things. This is our reliance on resisting society."

"When Paul Jin just said that he wanted to exchange his share of pure minerals for money, an idea suddenly burst out in my heart, which was to shoot out his short-sighted eyes. He didn't know how much these minerals could bring us.

Sustainable value.”

"I quickly realized that this was wrong. Firstly, the speed with which I raised the gun was definitely not as fast as his reaction speed, and he would definitely shoot me in the head first. Secondly, I should respect his wishes."

"This is what I want [fairness], Jack. Everyone faces the same danger underground. Everyone has done their best and they deserve to be rewarded."

"The sad thing is that the only thing I can rely on to be fair now is the money I earn."

"If there aren't so many pure ores that can be exchanged for imperial pounds, how can I tell them [fairness]?"

"Jack, I feel like a clown right now."
Chapter completed!