Not a god

Chapter 56 Invitation

Not long after I sat there, a wind-chasing girl riding a shared bicycle came at lightning speed.

"The Minister is here."

"Jiu'er, why are you here just now? Come on, I've finished baking."

"Slowly."

Su Jiuer turned over and got out of the car, her long legs opening and closing. She had a model figure and a goddess face, but she spoke with a rough man's voice:

"Oh, let me tell you, someone just had a car accident over there, and I went to join in the fun. It seemed to be a student from our school, and his face was covered in blood."

"Haha, it's those scumbags, they deserve it. Jiuer, you don't know how they just bullied Chen Xi's friends."

"Brother has arrived?"

Su Jiuer was stunned, and only then did she notice Chen Xi sitting over there, and her face suddenly froze.

"Senior Brother Chen Xi is here too." She looked intellectual, elegant, generous and decent.

The classmate who had just asked her to sit over looked puzzled: "What are you holding..."

Before he finished speaking, that murderous gaze was instantly suppressed.

Su Jiuer didn't mean to deliberately put herself in a position to interfere in front of Chen Xi. It was just that one of them was the former minister and the other was the current minister. When they were freshmen, Su Jiuer often saw Chen Xi handling various affairs.

In her eyes, Chen Xi is sophisticated, aloof, and speaks bluntly. He can handle everything perfectly, from arranging tasks for everyone and organizing activities to various expense ledgers, plans, and public account copywriting. He is an idol.

Some people have admiration and love for idols, but Su Jiuer uses idols as a spur to herself and as her goal.

So she didn't want to show any inappropriate side of herself in front of Chen Xi, and she always maintained the attitude of a cold and ruthless master.

Of course it would be even better if I could be praised hehehe.

"I just replied to you. You probably were riding your bike and didn't see the message."

Chen Xi pointed to the WeChat message she sent to him asking if he would come to the party, and then asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Su Jiuer was reminded and then remembered that she had other important things to do.

A new era is coming, and I, Su Jiuer, am the one who can save Daxia from collapse, the brightest star of the era. Please join my guild and choose me, brother. Let us work together to create our own myth in this turbulent era!
"It's like this, I joined forces with a lot of classmates to set up a guild..." she said pretentiously.

I don’t know why, although it is such a great thing, I feel a little embarrassed when mentioning it in front of this senior brother.

"You want to invite me to join? Sure."

"Really?" She was a little excited at the sudden promise, but she quickly suppressed it and said with a serious face:
"Well, I mean, is it really convenient?"

"But I'm busy running a new store right now, and I have to prepare for graduation and graduate school next semester, so I might be busy online during normal times, and I may not be able to participate in any collective actions you have."

Hearing that he was busy with the business, Bai Douzi couldn't help but look up at him, but Chen Xi pushed his head back.

Su Jiuer's expression was indifferent, she had learned a lot from Chen Xi, and she smiled calmly and said:

"It doesn't matter. We are still in the early stages. We are just trying to keep each other warm and share intelligence and resources."

"Is that so? From now on, I will work under you."

As soon as these words came out, Su Jiuer's mind went blank again. She could hardly maintain the cold expression on her face. Her mind was full of thoughts that Senior Brother Chen Xi was her subordinate and she was now the leader.

"What subordinates? We are all partners, companions! Companions!"

"I'll need your continued care in the future, Junior Sister."

"Oh! See you later!" She started to get carried away again.

Chen Xi didn't pay much attention to this weird junior sister. This girl was always like this when she helped him before, very naive.

Su Jiuer's arrival made the topic turn to "The Destiny Man". Everyone knew that she was very popular now, so they asked her to share some experience and insights.

What experience could she have? If she could beat the opponent, she would beat him; if she couldn't, she would run away. But she certainly couldn't say it like that, pretending to talk about it.

It was almost ten o'clock. Chen Xi ate, drank and played games with them. They had other activities for the second half of the night, such as going to karaoke or staying up all night in the Internet cafe.

Chen Xi is an elderly person and wants to go back.

"You live so far away?" Chen Xi drove Bai Douzi back to her place.

This place is quite far away from Tianfu Square and close to the old city area of Jiangcheng - Linjia Town.

"This is the cheapest house here." "It seems to be very chaotic here recently, with thefts, robberies, gambling, and the news of crackdowns on pornography and illegal publications is very serious."

"Uh, well, it seems to be the case..."

"So how do you usually go to work?"

Bai Douzi had some experience, and was very proud and innocent: "Douzi, I just need to get up early and run over there. It will also warm me up, and I won't feel cold all day."

This is an old residential area at least five kilometers away from Tianfu Square, and it looks dilapidated everywhere.

The ground is covered with moss, the wall paint is falling off, the wires are tangled, and the clothes are hanging in the aisle.

The entrance to the first floor was dimly lit, and there was an old man dozing off at the door.

Out of curiosity, he went to visit her house.

Pushing open the door, there were only five or six square rooms, a bed and a cabinet. Chen Xi stood in the room, and hey, Douzi couldn't squeeze in.

It's winter, not to mention heating, there's not even a quilt, only an air-conditioned blanket that looks like sauerkraut on the bed.

Douzi tried to squeeze in, but his clothes were too bloated and he got stuck between Chen Xi and the wall. He lay on the wall and couldn't move. He asked weakly, "Boss, can you lend me 200 yuan first? I'll pay you back when I get my salary!"

This is the kind of temporary room that costs 10 yuan a night. Douzi can get a cheaper price as a long-term resident, but now all her money has just been scammed out of her. In two days, it will be time to pay the rent.
"The people who live here are all Sanhe big shots, it's a mixed crowd, there are a lot of gangsters nearby, the environment is remote, it's too dangerous for a little girl like you to live here."

Moreover, Linjia Town has been very unstable and chaotic recently, and has often been in the news, with pickpockets rampant, fan clubs’ dens being busted, and prostitution gatherings.

As soon as Chen Xi arrived here, he felt a depressing and dark atmosphere enveloping the area.

Very uncomfortable.

"No, boss, look, my room is locked!"

Bai Douzi enthusiastically showed him his room, and the so-called lock was just an iron bolt.

She used to live under an overpass, and now she has a small house that provides shelter from the wind and rain and a bed to sleep on. How could she not be satisfied?

Moreover, her room was one of the few rooms that could be locked. She had fought hard to get it. Many rooms here could not be locked!

She wasn't just saying it, she was really satisfied with this small, shabby house that seemed crowded even for two people. This was the first house with walls, a roof and a door that she had lived in since leaving the overpass and the park. She had deep feelings for this place.

Chen Xi sighed: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

There wasn't much that could be considered luggage in her room, just a bag and a few pieces of clothes hanging out to dry.

He picked up her bag and left: "That's all the stuff you have, right?"

"Boss, where are you taking my things?" Bai Douzi flapped his short legs and hurriedly chased after him.

"Go back to the store. I'll clean out that room full of clutter. It will be your employee dormitory from now on."

"Ah? But I, I don't have money for accommodation."

Besides, she has lived here for several years and really has feelings for this little room.

"Wrap it up."

"Wrap it up!" Bai Douzi's eyes lit up.

Wouldn't that mean we could save a lot of money every month? When I thought of this, all the years of love disappeared in an instant.

"Yeah, and it's just right."

Chen Xi smiled and looked at her: "This way, you can work as soon as you get up in the morning, and fall asleep as soon as you finish your work at night. Isn't it convenient?"

　Some people may wonder why we should make a game.

　　The store manager's philosophy is that, looking at all the articles about spiritual revival, the government will open a school. What is the significance of running a school? Isn't it to set off a wave of spiritual practice among the whole nation?
　　I think designing this game is equivalent to opening a school like other spiritual revival stories. It is also a way to enlighten the people, start everyone's practice and then fight against the enemy. Moreover, compared with opening a school, the game method is cheaper and easier for the public to get in touch with.

　　Moreover, opening a school will actually create a lot of unfairness. Who is eligible to enter this school? Will there be a privileged class? Will there be intrigue between teachers and students in the school?
　　However, games do not take this into consideration at all, and everyone has an equal right to choose to fall asleep.

　　The emergence of the game is very meaningful. Just like in the story, there was a social animal bird on the street. Who solved it? Was it the protagonist? No. It was the strategy obtained in the game. Money can delay time. It was Su Jiuer who killed it with a knife. This is the meaning of this game.

　　How big is the entire city, the entire country? Su Jiuer is just a microcosm.

　　There is another point. The manager also knows that after the gods had their meeting, other gods disappeared, but for rhythm considerations he had to arrange it this way. The perspective has always been on the protagonist's side. However, those gods must have their own tasks, but the manager did not write them out. Perhaps he should have written a few words about them in the front. This was the manager's negligence, but they will definitely appear later and let the protagonist participate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)