Chapter 67: Housing Privatization

That three thousand subsidy seemed to come out of Shen Jize’s pocket, but in reality, it was all deducted from the demolition compensation funds.

The money belonging to those who refused to sign in the second batch was withheld and distributed among those who signed in the first batch.

Regardless of whether the others caught on later or not, it would have no impact on Shen Jize.

However, being the first to bite the bullet, things were certainly not going to go smoothly right from the start.

Sure enough, on the first day, only a handful of people came over to collect their money and leave.

Chatting and laughing along the way, they arrived at the gates of the county magistrate's office. Just as they were about to step inside, two figures walked out from the yamen one after another to greet them.

After lying low for a while, figuring that the sleeping incense should have mostly dissipated by then, he cautiously emerged from the water and stealthily crept back into the ancient castle, hoping to check on everyone's condition.

"Bring it to Lele? But isn't she..." I couldn't help but shift my gaze with bewilderment toward Lele on the tombstone.

"Have I really changed..." Mu Xifeng murmured to himself, staring at the letter paper in his hands, wondering if he had truly changed.

Xianya felt a mild headache coming on. Right at that moment, a strange name appeared in the team channel once again—a guy named [Bush].

"The Blood Demon Sword! With such a divine weapon in hand, who on earth do I need to fear?" At this moment, a fierce-looking, big-headed cultivator burst into wild laughter, drool actually dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Another half year passed when a crisp cracking sound suddenly echoed from within that blood-colored sphere. The Thunder Beast noticed it instantly, feeling a mixture of trepidation and boundless anticipation.

Chen Yun had been following behind You Ran the entire way without uttering a single word. You Ran, however, kept turning her head from time to time to look at his flushed face. This made Chen Yun feel rather embarrassed, and his face turned even redder. How could he possibly withstand such a gaze?

Almost every guild had an announcement like this: as long as any player successfully learned a skill from an NPC, regardless of what skill it was, they would be directly promoted to an officer position, with a starting monthly salary of fifty thousand federal credits.

Tang Xuanzang was just about to request understanding and drop to one knee when he was stopped by Emperor Feng, who had assumed the avatar of Emperor Taizong.

Yun Moqing walked alongside Qin Langye to the tombstone, where Yun Shuangqing knelt quietly. Rain beat down and curved his spine, and water droplets from his hair pattered onto the ground.

Su Yihan sat down near a wonton stall and, seeing that Qiao Ling was still following behind her, felt a slight headache coming on.

In fact, Su Yihan felt the same way. Recently, Xiao Muxuan had only been handling matters concerning the Imperial Guard and their future new home, without even attending court.

"It was them! They're the ones who made me do it!" Seeing Liu Yi staring right at her, Tang Fenfang immediately pointed at Zhang Qian and Wang Haiyang nearby and shouted.

Yun Shuangqing's drowsiness was triggered once more by the medication. Wearing a breathing mask and unable to speak, she reached out and pressed Qin Langye's hand against her side.

"Senior, my name is Bufan, and I'm already a swordsman." Bufan felt heartfelt respect for this senior who had kindly helped them out of a tight spot.

As he spoke, he hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door. Uncle Xiao was already standing in the courtyard holding that letter and waiting.

Yun Shuangqing picked up a teacup, looked at it, and then her gaze locked onto the bottle of DRC grand cru red wine in the wine cabinet.

Bufan was somewhat surprised, as he hadn't noticed the senior sister needing to bring any medical kit or the like the last time they went on a mission. It seemed he would have to be on his absolute guard for this hunting tournament.

His was merely a tentative attack, whereas the Dragon Cavalry launched real attacks every single time. If one wasn't careful, they would either be crushed or surrounded by the enemy.

He skillfully and naturally shut Wang Jin up, who had otherwise been on the verge of endless complaining. This attitude prompted Tianya to praise him inwardly; such old-timers indeed needed to be handled this way.

The villa before their eyes was worth over ten thousand per square meter, not to mention countless other miscellaneous liquid assets.

A massive water sphere descended instantly, and waiting to greet its arrival was a sharp sword flashing with golden fire, or rather, a truly divine sword.