Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 54 The Haunted House

It was already midnight when Su Lun came out of "Akun's soup room".

On the side of the street, he saw Kai who was refreshed.

This guy has disappeared since he entered the door, and he probably sneaked to another bath to enjoy the fun of bathing. He watched Su Lun come out, started the motorcycle, and asked with a smile, "Brother, how is it? The soup room here is not bad, is it?"

Seeing his winking expression, Su Lun also guessed that this guy was not really curious about the noble service he had enjoyed, but wanted to ask about the embarrassing situation he encountered.

After all, the last time he came, he was almost ashamed of being molested by those powerful generals. The eyes of those old women were too vicious, and their words were so wicked that he still has a psychological shadow.

Su Lun guessed what Kai was thinking, smiled, and didn't explain much: "Not bad."

While speaking, a beautiful picture flashed in his mind.

Hmm. That young gambling addict is indeed in good shape.

Although Qiantiao has no pretensions to the familiar gang members, and everyone is chattery when communicating, but apart from being a bit of a gambler, I really haven't heard of the chaotic private life of this big boss.

Su Lun felt that she didn't seem to be interested in men at all.

"Oh~"

Kay thought it was difficult for Su Lun to talk about his embarrassing things, so he smiled "I understand".

The two rode the motorcycle and returned to Green Street.

It wasn't too late to go back. Su Lun went to the gambling stall to catch up with the finale of the last professional gladiatorial match, and harvested some soul fragments.

The night was not wasted.

Then he went to the "Three Guns Tavern", and after asking, he got a message from the pharmacy stall owner.

"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock noon, in the backstreet warehouse of Ginkgo Avenue."

The address and time of the meeting were left on the note. Su Lun looked at it, and he knew it in his mind: "I paid the deposit only in the afternoon, and we agreed to meet tomorrow morning. It should be that I am really short of money."

Looking at Ginkgo Street again, Su Lun also guessed that the mysterious stall owner might be active nearby. After all, such secret transactions are generally not carried out in unfamiliar regions. I chose to pay the deposit at Ginkgo Avenue before, but now I choose to meet there, thinking that the other party is very familiar with the environment there.

Su Lun didn't think much about it, anyway, it was the territory of the Cross Society, and many small underground forces were more or less connected. The mysterious stall owner might really have something to do with the Cross Society.

It was already early in the morning after leaving the tavern, so Su Lun went to the hotel to meditate and rest to replenish his energy.

But before noon, news came from the real estate agent that they had found a suitable property.

Big enough, cheap enough, quiet enough

Thinking that it would not affect the transaction at noon, Su Lun simply didn't take a rest, and took the time to go to the agency.

He had had enough of poor accommodations in cheap hotels.

He wanted to find a suitable place, preferably spacious enough, with a shooting range, where he could practice marksmanship, alchemy, and make puppets.

Su Lun didn't expect that the place where the real estate agent asked him to meet was Ginkgo Avenue.

Areas with dense casinos are usually not too remote. Ginkgo Avenue not far from Green Street belongs to the "middle class area" of the outer city.

There are relatively complete social supporting resources here, and many outsiders with stable jobs live in this block.

"There used to be a banker in the inner city who planned to choose the address of the bank, and planned to build a vault underground. Later, because the ground was too deep, probably because he dug into the leylines, thick dark spiritual power gushed out. Ordinary people can't afford to live in it, and the bank's plan has run aground, so the house is empty."

"I heard that you are going to be an advanced professional, and you plan to find a place with a strong dark aura. I think there is nothing more suitable than my property. The underground vault is spacious enough, and the sound insulation is excellent, and it can even be used Come as a shooting range. Even if you practice marksmanship in the middle of the night, probably no one will complain about you for disturbing the people.”

"Moreover, you can rent such a two-storey small building with a basement for two thousand lisuo. At this price, I dare say that there is no cheaper one in the whole of Old Lington."

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The landlord's name is Grandet, a middle-aged man with a big belly and a shrewd appearance.

He followed Su Lun all the way, introducing the house at No. 88 Ginkgo Street.

This is a small gray western-style building, in a slightly remote back street corner, unremarkable. There are simple furniture in the house, the basic decoration is basically completed, the gas and water pipes are also installed in the house, and you can move in after twisting the bag

Su Lun didn't expect such a surprise in this house inspection. The previous few times, all the conditions were not met.

The property in front of him met his expectations in every way.

It is quiet enough, especially the solid and empty basement, which makes him feel the most satisfied.

The house itself was an ancient building, strong enough, and the thick concrete walls in the basement kept gunshots from escaping.

Here, Su Lun can already imagine that he can set up his own workshop in the future, make rune puppets, modify machinery, and use it as a shooting range.

Moreover, the reason why this house is so cheap is because of the strong "dark spiritual power" seeping up from the bottom.

For ordinary people, this is enough fatal "radiation" to cause distortion.

The dark spirit power in Old Lingdun City is much weaker than that outside the city, and the breathing method practice of professionals will be correspondingly much slower, only about five to one tenth of that outside the city.

But it is not absolute, there are also some local "high distortion areas" in the city, and the dark spiritual power will be much stronger.

For example, this small building.

However, ordinary professionals don't like this kind of place, because in a high-distortion environment, human beings may be distorted unconsciously. Environmental factors are one of the most difficult to control distortion factors. The richer and more violent the dark spiritual power is, the more difficult it is to control.

But Su Lun doesn't have this concern. He has omniscient pupils and can clearly see the numerical changes on his data surface. Once he finds the source of distortion, he can leave in time.

Moreover, he also needs such a high concentration of dark spiritual power.

Su Lun is now working as a Tier 1 puppeteer, and the upper limit of his rank has been opened. His body needs to absorb more dark spiritual power to lay the foundation for advancing to Tier 2 professionals in the future.

Although most of the members of the Cross Society never thought that they could advance to the second level in this life, Su Lun, a traverser, didn't just want to satisfy the scenery at the bottom.

Therefore, this small building is very suitable.

Signing the contract and paying the rent cost thousands of lisos.

Su Lun gets the keys to the house.

The landlord, Grandet, also seemed very happy that such a difficult property in his hands was finally rented out.

Su Lun's work efficiency has always been very high, and it took less than an hour from viewing the house to signing the contract.

The landlord, Grandet, said that in the next two days, someone would come over to clean the house, and it was agreed that the house would be handed over in three days.

Su Lun didn't have any objections either. It just so happened that he was going to prepare to receive the "Inner City Trial Group" in the past two days.

It was less than nine o'clock when I walked out of the small building, and the Ginkgo Street in the morning was already crowded with people.

Su Lun was going to find something for breakfast, so he thought of the Bellman bread at No. 14 Ginkgo Street, which he had paid a deposit for.

Because many middle-class people live on this street, in addition to the hard black bread that can be used as a baseball bat, there are other styles to choose from in the bakery.

Su Lun picked a few at random, stuffed them in the oiled paper tape, and prepared to pay.

At this time, two half-sized men in peaked caps and overalls followed behind him, seeming to have made some small movements.

In fact, Su Lun found them before entering the door, and knew that these children were the most common thieves in the outer city.

But they didn't come for Su Lun's wallet, but for the bread on the counter.

While Su Lun was picking out the checkout, the two boys had quietly walked away with two pieces of black bread, very skillfully.

Su Lunquan pretended not to see it, but the owner of the bakery seemed to be very familiar with the methods of these habitual offenders.

When the two children first came in, the clerk's eyes became very wary. At this time, before they had a chance to sneak out, the baker with the golden mustache rushed out with a rolling pin and grabbed one of them by the skirt.

With this pull, a foot-long piece of bread fell to the ground.

"Hey, you bloody bastards, here you go again!"

Snarling angrily, the baker twisted the thief up into the air.

The peaked cap fell off, revealing a dirty little face. Looking at his delicate features, he turned out to be a "tomboy" with short hair.

Su Lun originally didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, such things are normal in the outer city.

Most of the children in the slums live by begging and stealing. Being beaten and starving are the only way for them to grow up. Whether they can survive in this cruel world depends on their own lives.

The thief was hit so badly that his eyes filled with tears, but he didn't cry out.

Su Lun felt as if he saw a kitten strayed on the street. After thinking for a while, he pointed to the black bread that fell on the ground: "How much are those breads?"

The mustachioed baker guessed what Su Lun was thinking, and persuaded him, "Oh, honored guests, these thieves are not worthy of sympathy, and you don't need to spend money on them."

After a pause, he looked like he was about to beat up the thief, and said viciously: "If you don't teach these guys a painful lesson, they will come tomorrow!"

Su Lun didn't waste much time, and handed out a note: "Here is fifty lisos, which should be enough to buy these breads."

With no expression on his face, he paid the money, turned around and left the bakery.