Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds Chapter 235 – 235 Buy, Buy, Buy

235 Buy, Buy, Buy
“Doesn't he want to buy a house? Let him look at it.”

Kang De went straight to the point.

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment before his chest filled with anger. “You said ruthless words yesterday and you're still thinking now…”

Kang De immediately retorted, “It's none of your business. Go bring a message to your master.”

The lackey was angered by this continuous provocation. D*mn, we're all lackeys. Why are you so arrogant in front of me?

He said angrily, “What nonsense! Do you still want to earn money after offending Young Master Xie? Just wait for death!”

Kang De said coldly, “You rejected me without asking your master. Are you sure? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?”

The man in the suit was about to speak when he recalled Young Master Xie's strange performance yesterday. When he heard the words “die”, his expression changed drastically. Even his phone had been shattered. He still wanted to buy a 2 million yuan haunted house with 4 million yuan… All kinds of signs showed it was abnormal.

Although Young Master Xie did not speak bluntly to him, he still vaguely felt his attitude towards this suite… The lackey was immediately surprised.

Kang De sneered, “Do you understand now? No wonder you can only be a lackey. You're in your prime and you go to be a dog for others, your brain must be useless. There are people kneeling and working for capitalists everywhere. This is not rare. Kneeling and being a dog for capitalists is the real eye-opener.”

The anger that had slightly restrained on the other side swelled again. “Shut up! You f*cking…”

Kang De yawned. “If you say half a word, I won't sell this house. You'll bear the consequences.”

The seller's market was awesome. A house bought with two million yuan was bought with four million yuan. It still depended on his mood. The housing market was so terrifying that the country had to continue to regulate it.

As expected, the man in the suit stopped talking.

To lackeys, the most terrifying thing in the world was the disgust of their master… If he did not care about such a thing, he would not have become a lackey.

He was silent for a moment before saying coldly, “I'll give you an answer after asking Young Master Xie…”

Kang De rolled his eyes, “Get Xie Guangjun to call me! If he wants to buy a house, why did he ask you to contact me? Does he not have any limbs? Is his mouth used to poop? Does he not have a phone? Is he stupid? Or is he afraid that the powerful ionizing radiation of his phone will kill the few sperms he has and cause him to borrow them?”

Then, he heard increasingly heavy breathing on the other end of the phone. The lackey's little universe was burning violently. The other party roared, “Show me some respect!”

Kang De was silent when he heard this.

Then, he spoke, but his voice was much softer and more sincere.

“Brother, brother, you're really top-notch.”

He sighed, “I'm scolding Xie Guangjun, not you. Why are you so angry as if your father has died? Could it be that you really treat Xie Guangjun as a father? You're wholeheartedly worried about Master's worries and happy for him. Don't you think there's something wrong with your personality?”

On the other end of the phone, there was dead silence.

He could even imagine the stiff expression of the lackey after he returned to his senses.

After a while, the other party said extremely quickly, “Young Master Xie stayed overnight at the club last night and worked until four or five o'clock. Now that he's just fallen asleep, I don't dare to disturb him. After he wakes up, I'll repeat your words to him. That's all.”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Kang De shouted, “You said this! Remember to repeat what I scolded him in full.”

“—Crazy!”

The call was hung up.

It was completely an attitude of avoiding him.

Kang De threw the phone aside and rubbed his face with a happy smile.

“D*mn, it feels good to have a foul mouth for a moment. It feels good to have a foul mouth all the time. It's so f*cking happy to criticize people.”

It was not that he had never scolded anyone in the other world, but those were all natives. They did not understand jokes and their culture was not enough. Moreover, his reputation and status had increased rapidly recently. If he scolded others again, it would only scare them and not anger them. If that was the case, it was meaningless. His foul mouth depended on the other party's furious appearance!

As expected, it was better to curse at others on Earth.

In the future, he had to continue to work harder on such physical and mental exercise.

Kang De smiled for a moment, then his smile became playful.

As an elegant and easy-going civilized person, he would not say foul words for no reason.

This was all a strategy.

The other party had been criticized by him, a “nobody”, for so long, but he actually did not dare to hang up, fall out, or even curse back. What did this mean?

—This meant that Xie Guangjun was determined to obtain this house.

Even the lackey beside him guessed it.

Kang De smiled coldly and threw the phone aside.

Next, he would have to wait for this Young Master Xie's call. He would first see what kind of person he was and trick him before deciding how to deal with him…

When he thought of this, he was suddenly stunned.

What did that lackey say… He was high in the nightclub last night until dawn and only fell asleep now?

—D*mn you!

What was he high about? How was he high? How was he sleeping now?

—D*mn, Xie Guangjun, you must die.

Kang De cursed for a while before realizing that he had yet to enjoy his decadent life. With the thought that he had touched it, he immediately had the urge to go out and have fun.

However, almost immediately, he discovered a sad fact.

No.

There were two.

Firstly, even an inexperienced child like him knew that such a depraved and corrupt place would not open at seven or eight in the morning… It was more like night.

Secondly, as the Fire Thief, the Prince Consort of Goethe, the Guardian of Valentine, the Strategic Deterrence Weapon, the Famous Orator, the Elven Butcher, and the Destroyer of the Six Dragon Flag Corps of the Twilight Royal Army, he, Kang De, did not have money.

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

“D*mn, let's exchange some gold first.”

He borrowed some gold from the bank in the white fog world and melted it. He erased all the coding marks and made it into a small yellow croaker. It was not a problem to sell it to a gold shop and only sell a little at a time.

He touched his pocket. The gold bar was there. Just as he was about to leave, his phone buzzed.

He took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from Old Wang.

“I forgot to tell you. Did you see the record? I can only think of a way to slowly sell the gold you left behind last time. After all, I can't let my father know, or it'll be very troublesome to explain. Fortunately, after buying the house last time, my father gave me another million after hearing about it. I'll transfer 500,000 yuan to you first. Tell me if you lack money.”

Kang De was stunned for a moment, then he opened the message box. As expected, it was hidden in a large pile of trashy messages. It was a transfer notice from the bank. It had been divided into a few messages for a few days and amounted to 500,000 yuan.

“…”

“…”

Kang De was silent for a moment, then he muttered to himself, “Yes, yes, yes. Of course, this is not living off a woman. I gave her gold… How can money earned with my ability be called living off a woman?”

As he said this, he wrote a reply.

“Yes, yes, I saw it. Thank you for this month's pocket money. I like you the most.”

There was also a very disgusting coquettish expression.

Xiaoman recovered very quickly. “D*mn, 500,000 yuan of pocket money a month. Is your [Beep—] enchanted with a diamond gold belt?”

Kang De smiled and said nothing.

This was really not much. Just the maintenance of nuclear weapons burned 50 billion US dollars every year. On average, a nuclear warhead would cost millions or even tens of millions of dollars in maintenance fees, and it was even in US dollars. Master Kang's destructive power and threat were actually much more fatal than a nuclear bomb. After all, it was impossible to defend. Such a ferocious strategic weapon like him only needed 500,000 yuan a month. If word got out, the UN Security Council would be touched to tears, okay?

No matter what, the problem of money was solved.

However, immediately after, Kang De discovered another problem.

What was the point of having money?

500,000 yuan was not a lot, but it was definitely not a small sum. The key was to compare.

If he bought a house in the core area of Beijing and Shanghai, it would be a toilet's size. Moreover, it was the kind that could barely sit down, poop, and take a shower. In a fifth- or sixth-tier city, it would be a two- or even three-bedroom house.

If he bought a car, he could buy a relatively good car, but that was the commoner version. To the truly rich, it was worth a wheel.

Of course, Kang De wanted to buy a house. That was one of his foundations. The foundation of becoming stronger was the method of opening a map. However, as he became active in the other world and the role he played changed, buying a house had to be strategic and practical. Now, there was basically no need for him to buy a house in a bustling city. Even if he bought a house in those remote county cities with extremely cheap housing prices, it was basically meaningless…

What was the point?

Beside the military base, beside the nuclear power plant, beside the factory, he could even directly buy land, factory, port, and warehouse—but clearly, if he wanted to buy these places, he either did not have enough money or the qualifications.

As for buying a car… Although he had the intention to buy a car now, his iron son's prototype was a Hummer. That thing was estimated to cost more than a million yuan. He could not afford it now.

Then what should he buy?

Kang De thought of the improved attack method previously. He could use tungsten rods instead of cars. Then, he searched for the price of tungsten.

D*mn.

A thousand grams was about 234 to 256 yuan.

500,000 yuan was only enough to buy two tons—it could barely be made into a tungsten rod. If he wanted to use tungsten rod bullets to replace cars, asphalt blocks, and so on to launch a destructive mass projection air raid on the scale of the Battle of Valentine, he would need at least a few hundred to half a million yuan. Are you f*cking kidding me…

“Everyone says that war is burning money. What nonsense.”

Kang De muttered, “How can burning money be so fast…”

After thinking about it, Kang De had to admit that the 500,000 yuan Xiaoman gave him was basically useless, but it was enough to eat, drink, and play.

“It's not even nine o'clock yet. Where can I eat, drink, and have fun…”

Kang De lay back on the sofa and rubbed and rolled.

Then, he asked himself, “What do I need the most now?”

The Battle of Valentine could almost be seen as a huge turn in the journey to the other world. From now on, he was no longer a passer-by traveling the world alone, but a strategic deterrent that could control the situation of the world. Goethe would protect his personal safety at all costs. The gorilla was also a super bodyguard. Although his combat strength did not undergo a qualitative change, the new skill given by Akatum was extremely suitable for escape and survival.

Then what did he need?

“An army.”

Kang De muttered to himself, “But the army needs weapons and even more logistics.”

Even if he could get planes, tanks, and cannons, what was the use? Did they know how to drive them? Did they know how to maintain them? Did they know how to repair them if they were broken? Could they replenish them after firing?

At this stage, the only things that could be used were probably light and heavy firepower below the level of even.

“I still have to go overseas…”

Kang De sighed.

“Alright, alright. Don't think too much. At this stage, deal with Xie Guangjun's matter quickly.”

He could not be bothered to go out. He took out his phone and opened the omnipotent Taobao.

—Let's buy some stuff first.

The shoulder camera he had promised to buy for Heaven Slash…

Another workstation to edit and process videos…

Hong San was gathering people to copy and print his speech in Valentine. Recently, he was still compiling the Valentine's Story. He adopted Kang De's opinion, coupled with the content of the interviews with people at various levels, and attached various photos to make the documentary more realistic. He had to defame the elves thoroughly.

He needed a printing press.

There was also the projector…

Another 1,800 KW silent diesel generator… This cost two million yuan. It was too expensive and he could not afford it.

Moreover, the generator was a little sensitive. If he wanted to bring it to the other world, he had to study the self-destruction mechanism.

Hmm… right! There was also this!

500W laser engraving machine, ultraviolet laser, water-cooling light source. Applicable range. Metal hardware, wood plastic, leather fabric, glass products, nanocarving, top-notch version, 30,000 yuan each.

The hope of large-scale enchantment, the light of technology, and the power of industry.

The enchanted arrows and spears that had shone in the Valentine City defense battle were handmade by Kang De. Although they were useful, the production was low, so they were very tiring and troublesome. Later on, although his iron son came, it was not a problem. He had to think of a way to liberate the productivity of the Autobot.

After all, there was only one tool. Of course, he had to do higher-level work.

Therefore, for the entire morning, Kang De lay on the sofa and browsed Taobao. He placed an order and bought more and more and larger things.

He bought a few hundred axes from more than ten shops. Wood handles, stainless steel, self-defense, cool, mountain-opening, and engineering. He wanted them all.

He also bought some chainsaws. The green-skinned people would probably like them.

Considering that these things were either large or many, it was really a little eye-catching, so he filled in the address of the delivery to his hometown. When the time came, he would just go back and collect them.

This lasted until noon. In any case, after buying it, it had completely evolved into a Taobao exploration trip. The product advertisement on the front page had also become hardcore and fierce, filled with the aura of the industrial era.

Then, he ordered takeout. Two fried chicken bucket meals.

At about one o'clock, his phone began to vibrate.

An unfamiliar number.

Kang De picked up.

The voice on the phone was gloomy and cold. “Kang De, you're quite bold.”

Kang De felt a little dizzy from browsing Taobao. At this moment, he perked up. “Nonsense, if I didn't have guts, I wouldn't have you.”

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