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Chapter 98, don't you think that makes sense?

Bai Hui didn't know how Tian Qiyuan obtained the house bag, and the long-tongued parrot he sent out couldn't see into Tian Qiyuan's mind.

Because Tian Qiyuan was wearing the "Mechanical Ascension - Cyborg" badge.

Let alone those long-tongued parrots who graduated from high school, even the mortgage slaves in Huimin Community have only a very limited distorted understanding of Tian Qiyuan.

Although Tian Qiyuan cannot use this magical artifact for combat at this stage, it can still provide a certain degree of rationality protection.

Moreover, to some extent, this thing is also part of the "verification of assets." Any homeowner with a bit of knowledge should know that Tian Qiyuan comes from a well-off family when they see this full-coverage helmet.

Even though he was unfamiliar with the industry, Tian Qiyuan had prepared property ownership certificates for several properties in the Banshan Lakeside community.

And he didn't actually lie to those mortgage holders; he genuinely planned to renovate the properties he had acquired.

But it's not in Huimin Community.

He wants to take it back and have his family find professionals to help him modify it, ideally creating a portable and relatively versatile training ground and sanctuary!

He wants to use this shelter to achieve a "leapfrog development" during the winter break!

Therefore, he needs to get as many room bags as possible in this league!

After all, these housing units have already been modified almost to their limits. Further modifications—while not impossible—would inevitably result in wear and tear.

We can't do without collecting more —

Even if we can't overtake them, we must try our best to close the gap with Bai Hui!

Tian Qiyuan was already somewhat upset about not being able to attend a private school, but he also knew that it wasn't something that could be achieved simply by having money.

But with so many resources in his family, how could he not even compare to a student from a public high school?

This is a bit unreasonable.

As for how to achieve a "leapfrog development" —

Tian Qiyuan sat on a dilapidated old bench in the community, gazing into the distance.

That's the direction outside the city—

The risks are high, but if successful, the rewards will be substantial.

Originally, Tian Qiyuan's training plan wouldn't have included leaving the city so early, but after spending time with Bai Hui, he gradually realized that in the path of martial arts, one cannot truly master it without being obsessed.

When asked about the suggestion from "815 mortgage slaves" that a new house could be directly gifted to them, Bai Hui remained noncommittal.

He was just bluffing; he didn't really want the new house.

Carrying a backpack is mentally taxing, and even if Bai Hui really had to carry one, he wanted to find a suitable one.

The mortgage slaves in Huimin Community have mortgages that come with various special additional effects that are definitely not present in new homes.

Those blank whiteboard new rooms were no different from the ones used in schools for students from different classes to have private fights during martial arts competitions.

If you want to add special effects to it, you have to put in more effort to modify and decorate it, and you also have to spend a lot of money—because Bai Hui is not a mortgage slave, which is a strange story. All the decorations he needs have to buy with his own money.

"Under what circumstances would property prices in your neighborhood drop significantly?" Bai Hui asked.

He has grasped the strange logic of mortgage slaves to some extent. Although not much, he vaguely understands that the information that these mortgage slaves can block is most likely related to housing prices.

"And the fight downstairs is just people fighting over a chance to view a property," which they see as a way to drive up property prices.

"If someone dies inside the house, it's because the house is so desirable that even if someone dies, people will still flock to it, which will drive up the house price."

Bai Hui had some speculations about the "lower housing prices" point, and this is just a formal confirmation.

He could turn on the "Ultimate Color" feature, then he could see right through everything at a glance.

Bai Hui was worried that he wouldn't be able to maintain his rationality, and also that he might become distorted as a result, even turning into a mortgage slave—and thus be confined to the Huimin residential area by the school leaders—

Therefore, after much thought, Bai Hui decided that it would be more appropriate to ask the slave directly.

The strange logic of mortgage slaves — just get to know them better now, and you'll gradually understand it when you go back.

"Are house prices falling?"

Upon hearing this, the "815 mortgage slave" hesitated.

The surrounding mortgage holders couldn't sit still any longer and shouted, "815! Are you looking to get yourself killed?!"

"You dare say that! I'll explode!"

"I can't tell! I absolutely can't tell!"

"If you speak up, you'll ruin all the houses!"

"Shut up!"

"815 mortgage slaves" are even more hesitant.

Upon seeing this, Bai Hui's expression changed slightly, and he revised the details of his plan.

But he leaned closer and whispered, "Why do you care about them? Tell me, and I'll take your new house. You can then leave this place and build whatever you want under the open sky—"

Don't you agree with this logic?

The "Eight Trigrams Mouth" is activated, causing a long tongue to move stealthily, disrupting the mind and spirit.

"815 mortgage slave" is very interested.

The surrounding mortgage slaves cursed even more fiercely, but after clearly struggling with the decision, "815 mortgage slave" finally made up his mind to tell the truth!

"We—no, Huimin Residential Area—have only one way to lower housing prices: someone must commit suicide by jumping off a building!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Hui thought to himself, "Just as I thought!"

This would confirm that the special apartment was indeed not located in the first-year high school area.

But in order to elicit more arguments from those burdened by mortgages, Bai Hui asked again, "Why?"

"815 Mortgage Slave," already resigned to his fate, immediately retorted: "Because for someone to walk to the rooftop without even glancing at the interior of the house, without stopping or showing any interest, and then jump off with a death wish—how terrible must the property be to drive someone to such despair!"

Bai Hui pondered for a moment: "Couldn't it be because they don't have money?"

"Can't you view properties if you don't have money?"

"Too----"

"Alright!" "815 Mortgage Slave" said anxiously, "I've told you everything you wanted to know! Hurry up and take back my new house, I want to get out!"

They're already gnawing at me!

"no problem."

Bai Hui changed his mind at the last minute and reached out to grab the new apartment number 815.

"815" was just about to seize this opportunity to squeeze out from the gap, but—

"Go back!"

Bai Hui kicked out with all his might, sending the "815 mortgage slave" who had just moved a little bit flying back.

"You! What are you doing!"

"It's obvious he broke his promise and got rich quick," Bai Hui said with a chuckle.

The other mortgage slaves seized the opportunity and swarmed in, completely encroaching on the space occupied by the "815 mortgage slaves" and frantically devouring it.

"You! You broke your promise!" the "815 mortgage slave" screamed in despair, "You even lie about ghost stories, are you even human?!"

"Of course they're people." Bai Hui added two more kicks, cracking 815's face. "You said yourself that you're a ghost story. Don't you understand the principle that those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts?"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Liar! Liar!"

Bai Hui, carrying the "815 Initial Room Bag," went downstairs to meet up with Li Youmo and the other person.

"Brother Hui, what's wrong with you—?"

Li Youyan was slightly surprised: "You're not planning to continue participating?"

"Does obtaining the room bag mean you have to quit?" Bai Hui asked rhetorically.

"That's not it—" Li Youmo shook his head, "It's just that our resources are limited, and Hui-ge, your family situation—supporting a house is probably already the limit for you, right?"

"What if I don't provide for them?"

Li Youyan and He Qing: "?"

The latter asked blankly, "What if the house withers if we don't provide for it?"

"So what if it withers? It didn't take much effort anyway. Besides, this is just the initial form of the house, with only space and no interior or decoration. I can still sell it for money."

"Now that you mention it—it does seem to make sense—"

Bai Hui patted Li Youmo on the shoulder and said, "I've roughly found out which apartment you're looking for. It's in the competition area for the second year of high school, building 55, unit 3. But I'll need to check the exact unit."

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