Chapter 380: How to own five buildings

Mu Sicheng frowned at the team sitting on the bench across from Russell Cemetery, ready to fight: "Why are there only two of them? And wearing masks?"

The masks worn by the members of the Russell Cemetery Warriors depict a sun radiating light in all directions.

Wang Shun looked across at the two players sitting on the bench, not saying a word, and quickly tensed up, "That's their president on the left, he hasn't played in a long time, why is he playing against us this time?"

"In their usual tactical style." Liu Jiayi analysed calmly, "These two should be able to grasp us with their skills."

Bai Liu simply glanced over the masks of the Russell Cemetery team members, his eyes not lingering too much as he looked out into the audience, his eyes darting around the gallery for a moment, stopping at a corner spot.

There sat a man in a tall hat, white gloves and a cane, who seemed to notice Bai Liu's gaze, raised his hand to take off his hat, and smiled slightly at Bai Liu with his hand spread out.

Wang Shun followed Bai Liu's line of sight, and was startled: " Charles? What's he doing here? Didn't he say he wouldn't come to watch us play before the challenge?"

"And if I remember correctly ......" Wang Shun tapped on the system panel quickly, "there's a mid-season tournament today with the Gamblers' Alliance guild playing! He's supposed to be playing, so how come he's here?"

Bai Liu's eyes locked with Charles: "Because I had a chat with Charles alone before I went on."

Wang Shun was stunned: "Talking about what?"

"After this match the next one will be a challenge match, the opponent's pool and points will be dozens of times larger than ours, and in order to control the field I need the strong support of Charles the investor." Bai Liu blandly withdrew his gaze, "So I say, come and see the game today, he'll get a gambling match that will satisfy him."

"So he happily decided to forfeit the race, and came to watch me bet on the game."

"To Charles' satisfaction?" Wang Shun's voice rose for a moment, but he quickly lowered it, his face anxious, "Chairman, Charles is a gambler, he won't be satisfied with anything except a game where he can double his points."

"We're about to play the challenge, there's no point in showing him loyalty now, you shouldn't have been in such a hurry to talk to Charles today, even if we beat Russell brilliantly in this game today, their pool is not big and the money cocked up from the pool won't feed Charles at all. "

The expression on Wang Shun's face became increasingly grave: "Giving up his own game to watch ours means Charles is giving up his own pool ...... Once a man like Charles gives up something to do something and doesn't see the return he wants, he won't hesitate to withdraw. He won't hesitate to withdraw his money!"

Bai Liu calmly puts on his leather gloves and moves forward: "I'm sure of it, just leave it to me, don't worry."

Charles, seated in the audience, propped his hand on the top of his cane and absently tapped his fingers on the orb as he shifted his gaze from Bai Liu to the Russell Cemetery crew on the opposite side of the room, the smile on his face growing more and more meaningful.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a gambling race that I've been happy with, and I hope that this year's selections of my stakes horses don't let me down and deliver a race that satisfies me as promised, rather than wasting my precious racing time."

A huge discussion erupted from the audience: the

"Wow, how dare the gamblers' league, just forfeiting the game, not even playing three games and giving away eight points to their opponents."

"The crowd that voted for the Gamblers' League in this game has to be going crazy, right?"

"What can be done about it, Charles that guy and not the first time to play fake tournament control gambling pool points flow, who told him to have the largest reserves of points in the game, their own strength and strong, and this person to participate in the league at all is not to win, is to gamble, simply can not understand his way, take him no way."

"I wouldn't dare vote for the bookies league anyway, it's too exciting and I don't know what the ones voting for the bookies league are thinking ......"

"You want points, right? If you get one good bet, you'll get hundreds of times more."

"Generally, Charles, a straight abstention means he voted for his opponent, so watch him, right? Who's his opponent?"

"The deer hunter."

"...... Deerhunters are really fierce this year, they've made it to third, I'm Charles and I've abandoned the tournament, that clown of theirs is horrible, soul crushing skills, and they shoot on the field, indiscriminate attacks, the people killed scream so badly... ..."

"The Deerhunters are nine points away from catching second place Kings Guild, do they still have a game?"

"There, let's see... Grrr! --Today's next mid-season game, Killer Sequence vs. Deerhunters!"

Mid-season tournament field.

Daniel leaned back lazily in his chair, humming an obscure hometown ditty comfortably, his apple-green eyes sweeping nonchalantly over the men of the killer sequence opposite him, as if he didn't feel he was dealing with a top-notch team, but rather like he was looking at a pile of corpses.

Spades was looking down and adjusting his shoes when he noticed someone looking at him and looked up, across the room Daniel and Spades locked eyes for a split second cracking a smile as he playfully waved his hand in a shooting gesture, narrowing one eye to snipe at Spades and a couple of his teammates next to him with a thumping onomatopoeic word coming out of his mouth.

The Reverse God, sitting at the front of the bench, bowed his head in silence, while Cen Buming, opposite, straightened his back and fixed his eyes on the Reverse God with a misplaced stare.

The MC, standing in the middle, raised his voice: "Will both tacticians please shake hands before the battle!"

Inverse God and Cen Buming got up and walked in the direction of the big screen in the middle. The two men held out their hands in front of the big screen and Inverse God finally raised his head to look at Cen Buming across the room, it was a strange and complicated look: "...... You've killed a lot of people in this year's tournament. "

Cen Buming grinned as he tightened his grip on the Reverse God's hand, "Is that so? That's probably because there's just too many damned people this year."

Cen Buming stepped forward, clutching his wrist to prevent him from leaving, and swallowed back the word "......", replacing it with The words "Division " were swallowed back and replaced by "Reverse God".

"Against the gods." Cen Buming's chest rose and fell twice as he looked at the Reverse God with a misplaced look in his eyes, his voice becoming hoarse with the stirring of emotion, "Do you think I'm wrong to kill, to kill?"

"These people you know what they have done and what they will do, and I know it, don't they deserve to die? Shouldn't I kill?"

The Reverse God looked slowly and levelly at Cen Buming: "They may deserve to die, but not now."

"So they'll die in the [future]?" Cen Buming laughed low and hoarse as he slowly let go of the Reverse God's hand and asked sarcastically and rhetorically, "But this world line, it's already the last [future], we don't have any more futures left to consume to start over."

"If they don't die, Bai Liu If they don't die, there will be no [future] for everyone."

"Haven't you and I seen this future [we'll die at Bai Liu's hands] six hundred times before? Are you going to cling to your silly, no-wrong-doing-no-pay philosophy?"

The Reverse God raised his eyes to look at him, "Yes."

The fire-like light in Cen Buming's eyes slowly dimmed as he let go of the Reverse God's hand and turned away with a snort of laughter, shaking his head as if he found it extremely amusing.

"I am his guardian." The Reverse God's calm voice came from behind him, "I will take responsibility with him for his wrongdoings."

Cen Buming clenched his fists violently as he turned and grabbed the Reverse God by the collar, yelling at him out of control, "He's the one doing the wrong thing not you! It's the heretics who are killing people, not you! He's the one torturing you, torturing Fang Dian, torturing your friends, your colleagues, your relatives, torturing us all!"

"Why do you have to be on his side!!!"

Cen Buming, his eyes red, repressed, hissed at the god's emotionless face, "If you continue like this, you'll die Lu Yizhan!"

The tactician's pre-match exchange was in the login barrier in front of the big screen, just one step in to log into the game, and people couldn't hear what they were saying, but they could see the two men standing in front of the big screen arguing.

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate, Cen Buming was quickly pulled away by the men who rushed in to ensure that the game was played properly, and he struggled to be pulled away while staring in disbelief at the Reverse God who stood motionless, his eyes watching him very lightly.

He saw the Reverse God whispering with his mouth: [Sorry, Master].

[System Alert: Killer Sequence vs. Deer Hunter, Match Officially Begins]

[System Alert: Wandering Circus vs. Russell Cemetery, the match has officially begun]

Yuan Guang stood up shakily, he clicked on the [Tactician Permissions] section of the system panel, clicked on Abstain from the single and double matches, and then turned his head to look at Shi Qian next to him inquiringly.

Shi Qian nodded affirmatively to him, signalling that he was ready.

Yuan Guang turned his head and took a deep breath, looked up at Bai Liu across the room and clicked on the [Group Match] option.

[System Alert: Regimental match opened ...... detected only two players on Russell Cemetery's side, insufficient players ...... detected Russell Cemetery Tactician skill special, summon type, can make five players appear on the field, in line with the rules of the regimental match Regimental match is open ......]

[...... is loading the game ......]

[System Alert: Both players logged into the game "How to Own Five Buildings"]

[System Tip: You are an ordinary laborer in a prosperous metropolis, with an average monthly salary of 4,500, working hard just to have a house of your own, but unfortunately, the average price of housing here is 320,000 per square foot, even if you don't eat or drink from today and save all your salary to buy a house, in order to buy a 100 square foot house, you will have to work 592 years to buy it].

[Activate Main Quest: Please find a way to own five buildings in this city within a week!