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50 District Rules

The Unique

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The middle-aged man's scream resounded through the night sky.

The distorted and terrified voice sounded like it had encountered some kind of terrifying encounter.

In the property center, most of the random entrants were so scared that they broke out in cold sweat and could barely stand.

However, a few people remained calm from the beginning to the end and listened quietly to the sales lady's introduction.

“……”

"If you want to stay in the community, there are several ways.”

"You can pay in full or apply for installments to enjoy the permanent right to stay in the room and become the owner.”

"In the district, the owner has a higher status and the benefits are the best.”

" Or choose to rent a house. There's no need to pay rent in advance. We'll collect a fee at the end of the month, or we'll collect whatever you can pay.”

"Most of the rooms are very safe. There are absolutely no hidden dangers.”

" If you want to join Hongguang Home, your current positions are cleaning, security, nanny…"

"The salary is negotiable and there are staff dormitories.”

“……”

After a long time, the sales lady finally finished her introduction and smiled at everyone.

Her smile was very standard, but her pale face and green lips revealed a strange taste.

There was a moment of silence.

Someone in the crowd spoke, but he was not talking to the sales lady. Instead, he turned around and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, don't worry."

It was a bespectacled young man in his twenties.

He adjusted his glasses and revealed a confident expression. He continued,

"The Bizarre Investigation Bureau has released a lot of information about Hongguang Home.”

"The living and the strange coexist here."

"But as long as you follow the rules, under normal circumstances, nothing will happen.”

"I won't hide it from everyone."

"My name is Zhang Liang. I'm a university student in the real world, but at the same time, I'm also a deviant.”

"Everyone, work hard together and strive to leave the instance dungeon as soon as possible.”

His calm and confident state was extremely infectious.

Many people looked at him doubtfully.

"You make it sound so simple!"

In the crowd, a fat man with a big belly sneered with disdain.

His appearance was very strange.

There were several pendants hanging around his neck.

Her wrist was full of prayer beads.

A long piece of inner lining was revealed under the coat. Judging from the color, it was red cloth with golden threads. It seemed to be a kasaya.

He was carrying a bulging suitcase in his hand.

"This is a fiendish level instance dungeon. Do you think you can leave just because you want to?”

"I advise you not to mess around."

"The real thing is to think of a way to survive in the community.”

Fatty was a rich man in the real world. After accidentally coming into contact with the brochure, he panicked for a long time.

However, after spending a large sum of money to dig out the situation of Hongguang Home, he gradually calmed down.

This was a very unique instance dungeon.

It was called a small district, but it was almost a small world.

The residents living here, whether they were monsters or humans, had to abide by the rules of the community.

Under certain circumstances, it was similar to reality.

Therefore, he was keenly aware of his advantage.

He was rich!

Money makes the world go round!

Before he arrived at the dungeon, he had made ample preparations.

In just a few hours, he had gathered a set of magic tools for himself.

The suitcase was filled with cash.

It had to be said that his appearance was clearly more convincing.

Several people's eyes instantly lit up and they ran to Fatty's side.

"Brother, we'll listen to you."

"That kid is young and impetuous. Following him will only lead to death.”

Among them, a woman with thick makeup pounced into Fatty's arms and said coquettishly,

"I'm so scared."

He hugged the woman's waist and smiled in satisfaction.

"You guys are good.”

"Follow me and I won't mistreat you.”

As he spoke, his eyes darted to the other side of the crowd.

There stood a beautiful woman with beautiful features and a graceful figure.

What moved him even more was the woman's identity.

Superstar, Hot Bar!

In reality, Reba was surrounded by tens of thousands of people, and ordinary people did not have the qualifications to approach it.

However, in an instance dungeon, the outside world's influence could not affect the strangeness.

Fatty had said so much just now to deliberately show off.

On the one hand, he wanted to find a few underlings.

On the other hand, he wanted to attract Reba's attention. It was best to be like a woman with heavy makeup and take the initiative to throw herself into her arms.

But the result disappointed him.

Reba had no reaction up until now.

He was also one of the few people who had always been very calm.

"Why isn't she afraid?"

Fatty was puzzled.

"Is this place related to Ping An Estate?”

Ignoring the gazes of Fatty and the others, Reba sized up the surrounding environment, feeling a little puzzled.

The reason she wasn't afraid was because she felt that this place was similar to the neighborhood in her dream.

Strange residents.

It formed a small world by itself.

Even the layout of the residential area was somewhat similar.

However, the place called Ping An District was much stronger than this place.

Hongguang Homeland was like a clumsy imitation.

She had stayed in Ping An Estate for a long time, so it was hard for her to feel afraid of this place.

"Humph!"

"I'll wait for you to cry and beg me when you can't hold on anymore!”

Seeing that Reba didn't even look at him, Fatty snorted coldly and didn't say anything else.

He had money and magic tools.

He thought that it would be easy to survive in the neighborhood.

Carrying the box, Fatty walked up to the sales lady.

"I want to become a landlord."

"Full payment!"

He opened the box and shook out the cash on the floor.

The bright-colored banknotes were very tempting.

However, the sales lady took a look and her expression turned cold.

"Sir, are you planning to buy a house with these counterfeit notes?”

The cold voice carried a deep chill. It was like an icicle that drilled into Fatty's brain.

This was a strange power.

Fatty widened his eyes in horror. He felt as if his head was about to explode, and his brain matter flew everywhere.

Fortunately, the prayer beads on his wrist suddenly burned and turned into ashes.

A strange power appeared and protected him.

However, the remaining strange aura was already making him feel unbearable pain.

With a miserable cry, Fatty covered his head and lay on the ground, rolling and curling up.

That pained expression and miserable voice made everyone's hearts tremble.

This was not an ordinary neighborhood.

This was the demon's lair.

It was a terrifying instance dungeon where one would die tragically if they were not careful!

As long as they entered the dungeon, they would fall into a desperate struggle.

There was no exception!

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