Five minutes after the battle was over, he had only eaten sixty percent of his fill. Looking at a meat pie seller not far away from him, one for a dollar, he hesitated for a while and decided not to buy it. That was it, after he found a job, he would have a salary, and then he would have a fierce meal.

That's all I can tell myself.

After eating, I took a break and planned to look for a house later. It was at this time that the Lady Boss of Chaos came towards me, and I conveniently paid the money for Chaos. When I gave the money to the Lady Boss, I also conveniently asked, "Boss, about that, do you know if there are people who rent houses nearby?"

The Lady Boss put the money into an oily purse hanging from her waist. She raised her head to look at me and said with a smile, "Young lad, have you just graduated from university?"

I nodded my head in agreement. "That's right! I've just graduated and am currently worrying about finding a house."

The Lady Boss smiled and said, "I've seen many boys like you. You must be looking for an intermediary, right?"

"How do you know?"

Not only do you know that I'm a fresh graduate, you can even tell that I'm looking for a place to live from the intermediary position. Could it be that she's the same as Monkey Sun and has a pair of Fiery Eyes of Truth?

The Lady Boss did not explain and just directly said, "Young man, are you stupid? If you want to find a house, you have to go to some of the older residential areas. Although the house is a bit old, it's very comfortable to live in it, and the key is that the price is very cheap. Every old residential area has a notice board, and there's a hiring message on it.

Hearing the Lady Boss say that, I was immediately overjoyed. I wanted to kneel down and kowtow to her. She was like a living Bodhisattva that had fallen from the sky, saving me from fire and water.

At this moment, I thanked the Lady Boss profusely, wiped my mouth, picked up my bedroll, and began to wander around the area, looking for those older houses. The houses were old, and as long as I could live there, it would be better to have shelter from the wind and rain than to sleep on the streets.

After browsing around the first district, I saw a bulletin board with a lot of hiring information pasted on it. It was densely packed. Carrying the paperback, I stopped in front of the bulletin board and started searching for the information I needed.

I read a few of them in a row and kept their contact information, but the information only stated the size of the house and didn't say how much money it would cost. I could only bear with the pain as I took out my second-hand Motorola phone, which I had bought for one hundred yuan, and called the prices one by one. I asked four or five questions, none of them were low, and none of them reached the price I had expected.

It wasn't until the sixth that I saw a strange rent-seeking message. It read: "Two houses and a courtyard will be rented out together. Price: 300. Address: 44 Flower Mansion Lane, Victory Street."

Next was a contact number.

What kind of place was Victory Street? It was basically near the edge of South Sky City. It was bustling with activity, and the two houses with a large courtyard was only worth three hundred yuan.

Are you kidding me?

That was my first thought.

I knew that the houses near Victory Street, no matter how cheap they were, wouldn't be at this price. I basically didn't consider that place, the houses at the edge of the city have more than a thousand rooms, not to mention two houses with a large yard, it can't possibly be three hundred.

I shook my head as I looked at the renting message. I better not fall for this foreign devil's trick. I'm a pauper after all. Since the money for my meal was taken away, I can only sleep on the streets.

Next, I ignored the offer information and started to look at the offer information, making phone calls one by one. However, I made a few calls, but the price was still too high, so I had to consider the cost of living.

After calling all the reliable numbers in the confidence column, I still couldn't find the house I wanted. It was already afternoon by now, and if I didn't find a house soon, I would have to sleep on the streets. I didn't even dare to think about staying in a hotel, it was too expensive!

In the end, my eyes fell on that strange renting message. After hesitating for a while, I decided to give it a try and try making a phone call. In broad daylight and also in South Sky City, I don't think that he is a swindler, right?

Once I made up my mind, I dialed a number. The phone rang for a long time before it connected. An old man answered the phone. His voice was very low as he asked, "Who are you? Why are you calling me?"

I replied politely, "Greetings, I am here to rent a house. I saw that you had posted a rent-seeking message, so I called to ask if you were here to rent a house."

When the old man heard that it was for rent, he quickly said, "That's right, that's right. I posted the rent request. When are you going to rent it?"

"I'll rent it now... By the way, may I ask if your house is at 44 Flower Mansion Lane, Victory Street? " I made sure again.

The old man quickly replied, "That's right, it's my house. Where are you? I'll go find you and take you to see the house. If you think it's suitable, then we'll decide today …"

He seemed to be in a hurry to rent the house, but I was still worried. I asked, "Uncle, the location of your house is pretty good. We even have a house together. How come it's so cheap to rent it?"

The old man hesitated for a moment and said vaguely, "That house belongs to my brother. After he passed away a few years ago, he left it to me. Many people avoid living in that house because someone died before, so no one wanted to live in it. That's why it was rented cheaply. If you want to rent it out to him, then I'll find someone else …"

So it turned out to be like this. I was more or less afraid of dying, but I was a firm atheist, and I didn't believe in any of those things. The most important thing was that this house was cheap and quiet, and compared to that, it didn't really matter, so I might as well go and have a look.

I thought about it and made an appointment with the old man to meet up in front of some landmark on Victory Street. Then I got on the bus and headed in the direction of Victory Street.

Sitting on the bus, I was still a little nervous. I wondered if what the old man had said was the truth. The price is so cheap that I don't dare to believe it.