Before Geng Jiangyue got off the game, he spent 3,000 game coins to buy a storage box from the game store.

The storage box is a lifelong prop that all players must buy, which is equivalent to the only private space in the game. Since the amount is not bad, ordinary people have to rely on their parents to buy when entering the game. Geng Jiangyue has a bad relationship with her mother and can't ignore her face and ask for money, so he has been gritting his teeth and holding it to death. Until today, he almost made people lose all his family's belongings. He saved the remaining 11,660 game coins on his body into the storage box. Geng Jiangyue breathed a little relieved and finally no longer had to worry about the risk of game coins being stolen.

After doing this, he finally exited the game interface and returned to the intermediate consciousness buffer between the game and reality.

It was a small space of pure metal, with all the walls of the space being touch screens.

After looking at the time, it was already early 7:30 pm. I started the game at 1 pm. Six and a half hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Today's working hours have also been accumulated to 11 hours and 32 minutes.

But this is the norm, and Geng Jiangyue did not feel very tired.

He reached out his hand and pointed it on the working hours recorder on the touch screen on the wall. After thinking about it, he shrank his hand back.

Work hours can only be extracted at an hour, and 1 hour is 10 work points, equivalent to one dollar of alliance coins.

The city hall seems to be despised by the extra tickets and is unwilling to provide such meticulous services to the citizens.

"Exit the game." Geng Jiangyue said lightly, and his eyes went dark, and his consciousness was disconnected from the game.

After taking off his helmet, the lights in the room were lit up automatically.

The automatic exterior wall in the bathroom has also been closed on time.

In fact, Geng Jiangyue really wants to take a few more glances at the real moon in a safe environment, rather than just watching it in the game.

The feeling of the artistic conception is completely different.

But there is no way. In situations like him, there is no choice for many things.

Who would like to let the meat battery generate electricity for game merchants all day long? Isn’t it all to fill your stomach? There’s nothing we can do...

"Well..." Geng Jiangyue stood up, stretched his waist, then put his helmet, patted his sitting limbs, and moved his joints that were rusty. When he was in school, he thought that being a "professional player" had no requirements for his body. Now, after experiencing it personally for more than two months, he realized that the destruction of the work on the body is the most powerful.

He walked into the bathroom with a breath. Geng Jiangyue washed his face first, wiped his head clean and sweated, and then walked out of the room with the citizen card.

Today's work has been basically completed. I will go online again later. I will talk to the inexplicable game administrator about the [Blood Awakening] and I will be able to rest. Geng Jiangyue, who has gained a lot all day, has completely forgotten the danger that happened last night. He remembered that he had earned so much money in one day, and his steps were so happy.

Disliked the elevator to be too slow, Geng Jiangyue took the stairs to the second floor.

After a while, he walked into the cafeteria No. 18 and soon he lined up to the window for cooking. At this moment, the normal dinner order had passed, and only the more expensive and unpalatable things were left in the window. Geng Jiangyue's waist was bulging, and his courage to order food also became much more volatile. He asked for two meat and two vegetables, four dishes, a large plate of fried rice noodles and a bottle of beer. The old aunt who cooked the dishes looked like Geng Jiangyue was going to eat all the money he earned in the day, and he unhappily reported a number: "Eight."

"How many?!" Geng Jiangyue was stunned when he heard this, and even thought that something was wrong with him.

The old aunt calculated the details for Geng Jiangyue: "The large portion of fried rice noodles is 80 cents, beer is 60 cents, one pound of braised beef is 30 cents, half a roast duck is 20 cents, edamame is 30 cents, salad is 30 cents, pears are 30 cents, and it is exactly 8 cents."

Geng Jiangyue was silent for two seconds and said gently: "Put the beef back for me!"

The old aunt then looked at him with a mental look and said coldly: "Four and five."

Geng Jiangyue can accept dinner at a price of 4.5 yuan.

I worked all day and didn’t reward myself until dinner time, what fun is there to be in life?

He took out the citizen card and swiped the money. Geng Jiangyue took the dining plate and found a seat to sit down. When he was upstairs, he felt nothing was wrong, but at this time, supper was placed in front of him and his stomach kept roaring.

Picking up the chopsticks, Geng Jiangyue buried his head and ate.

After taking a few breaths of dry rice noodles, I grabbed half of the uncut roast duck and stuffed it into my mouth.

In the entire cafeteria, few people eat like Geng Jiangyue every day.

Everyone generally keeps the daily meal expenses within three yuan, not as good as Geng Jiangyue, who eats at least five yuan a day.

Geng Jiangyue simply felt that there was no need to feel wronged in order to save dozens of dollars a month.

I was alive just to make a bite of food. If I deliberately made myself not eat well, I would be sorry for my life.

Is it easy to come to the world? What's wrong with earning 300 and spending 200 yuan a month?

Who stipulates that you must save up to 150 yuan every month?

What's wrong with me being willing to save only 100 yuan? At most, how many years later will you get married!

Yes! It’s better to get married a few years later than to have a good meal!

It’s so pursuing to be a human being!

Geng Jiangyue was happily eating. Just when his mouth was full of oil, a person who was disgusting his appetite came to him. Ji Xiaoke laughed and sat down. He reached out and grabbed a handful of edamame from Geng Jiangyue's plate without any politeness. He chuckled while eating: "I found this place in Canteen No. 17, and finally found you. Eating so well, you are indeed rich today, right? Stop talking, treating you. How about treating me to a bottle of beer?" As he said that, he was about to reach out to get it.

"Let go!" Geng Jiangyue shouted and stared at Ji Xiaoke with a bad look.

"Just kidding! Why are you doing so seriously?" Ji Xiaoke was not embarrassed at all. He smiled and took his hand away, and complained, "You are too stingy. You can't bear to treat me to a bottle of beer for a few cents. You will have no friends in the future if you do this."

Geng Jiangyue took a bite of the roast duck, reached out to grab the beer, opened the bottle, Dundundu took a few bites first, and then slowly said: "Does it have anything to do with you? I don't plan to treat you as a friend."

This is so straightforward. Even though Ji Xiaoke was extremely thick-skinned, he couldn't sit still. He forced a smile and said, "Don't do this. We all came from the same building. We should take care of each other in such places."

"Himmer..." Geng Jiangyue burped and nodded slightly, "Your words make some sense."

"That's it!" Ji Xiaoke quickly peeled the edamame in his hand, grabbed a handful of it from Geng Jiangyue's plate, and grinned, "Actually, if it weren't for my girlfriend, I wouldn't have moved here. The monthly housing cost increased by 10% out of thin air!"

"Well, the city's unified rent is 30 yuan, and 10% is 3 yuan. Wo Nima, can you not show off when you speak? Is it a 300 yuan feeling?" Geng Jiangyue ruthlessly hit Ji Xiaoke again, took another beer and continued, "Also, try another one of my edamames. I'll make a stack of edamames for 30 cents. If you grab these two handfuls, you'll have two cents into your stomach!"

The smile on Ji Xiaoke's face finally froze. He frowned slightly, stood up with a boring look, shook his head and said, "Forget it, you are too stingy, you have to worry about this little thing. I originally wanted to do some business with you..." He murmured, and walked out of the cafeteria with a bleak back, not like someone who could find a girlfriend at all.

Geng Jiangyue seriously suspected that he was bragging.

He simply drove away the people he didn't want to see, and Geng Jiangyue continued to bow his head and eat his luxurious supper.

After eating the pho noodles in a big mouthful, he ate all the roast duck with a large amount of weight. The CD-ROM operation was executing to the last stage with a delicious taste, but the lamp in the cafeteria suddenly blinked twice. Then, when Geng Jiangyue looked up in confusion, picked up the wine bottle with one hand, and raised his head to pour wine into his mouth, the entire cafeteria suddenly fell into darkness.

Not only the canteen, but also outside, the electricity was cut off.

Geng Jiangyue was stunned.

He even forgot to drink, and most of the bottle of beer rushed directly to his face and wet his clothes.

The whole audience was silent for two seconds.

The whole world seemed to have its voice turned off.

Until two seconds later, someone screamed like crazy outside the cafeteria.

"There is a power outage! The power outage! The power outage!" He screamed like a dead person.

But no one thinks that there is anything wrong with calling it that way.

Because in this world, power outages at night are indeed about death.

At this moment, Geng Jiangyue dreamed about eight years ago.

Nightmare.
Chapter completed!