Chapter 193: Chapter 193

Of course, the most important thing was that Ni Ma saw the care and affection for Jing Shu in Yao Zixin’s eyes, which drove her mad with jealousy.

A person’s status determines their thoughts and manner of speaking. People from the bottom of the post-apocalyptic society like Ni Ma were actually the most pitiable.

But Jing Shu was not someone magnanimous or forgiving. Facing such insignificant clowns who didn’t even qualify as villains, Jing Shu would usually step forward and ask directly, "Is it any of your business whether I have Virtual Coins? Does it hinder you in any way? Must I also inform you about the government’s reward of 6,000 Virtual Coins for saving 1,000 people that hasn’t been credited to my account yet? Ignorance is truly frightening. Stop embarrassing yourself here. You can talk about me, but don’t let me hear it, or else... you’ll be the next corpse at my doorstep."

"So powerful, a reward of 6,000 Virtual Coins."

"For saving so many people, it’s only right to be rewarded."

Ni Ma’s teeth chattered and her face paled as she sat down abruptly on the ground. That’s right, how could she have forgotten that the person before her was a murderous maniac who even dared to kill a high school classmate?

"WAAAH..." Ni Ma began to cry loudly, "I, I was just saying a few words casually."

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The little interlude soon passed. Even Ah Yu, after checking Jing Shu’s profile, said, "Big Data shows the reward should indeed be coming soon. I’ll just help others with the transfer of Virtual Coins first."

The villa’s courtyard was bustling with voices. In no time, it became much livelier. While Ah Yu helped with transferring Virtual Coins, at the center of the U-shaped banquet, various items started being bartered.

Sure enough, people of a certain class always have common topics. Now it was Jing Shu’s high school classmates who shone brightly, with their assortment of odd daily necessities mostly being up for exchange, while the wealthy second-generation sat to one side and watched.

Of course, for a landowner like Su Malie, she had a lot of stuff that she found no use for. In her eyes, there was no concept of price, only things that were useful and things that were not.

Therefore, half of the items piled up belonged to Su Malie, either being sold for a low price or bartered for something else.

The man, whose face always seemed sinister, sipped his coffee delicately while watching the surveillance footage, and couldn’t help but frown. "Zhou Bapi, stop pacing, will you? You’re so annoying."

"You crafty old man, you tricked me into coming early, yet you won’t let me see the astragalus that’s being grown in a pot. That spot in the video happens to be a blind spot; I don’t even know if that girl did it on purpose. Besides, I’ve been wanting to come for a few days now, and it was you who stopped me, insisting I not come over." Zhou Bapi puffed out his beard and glared.

"Ah... about that girl, actually, there’s something I want to confirm too."

"And have you confirmed that something?"

"Not yet, we can only leave it up to fate now," said the sinister man with a heavy heart, letting out a long sigh.

"You always talk in riddles. Is there something about that girl you’ve set your sights on?" Zhou Bapi continued, "Let me make it clear, if she can indeed grow medicinal herbs in this apocalypse, I want her. You know the internal news; the red earthworm inspection came back, and it seems we won’t be able to grow much again this year."

The man’s thoughts were dragged back to over twenty years ago.

"Your daughter is a favored daughter of heaven. She’s got the luck to make whatever she desires come true. Anything she wants to do, she gets it done. Such fortune, though, draws jealousy from the heavens. A person envied by heaven must face a calamity."

"Oh, but someone will inherit your child’s fortune and then suffer the calamity for your daughter... It’s quite simple to distinguish that person..."

Twenty years flashed by, and the man was about to forget the drunken words that Master Zhang had casually said while holding Su Malie.

Could it really be this person? Using my daughter as a stepping stone to inherit her luck?

The man then felt he was being foolish. Could a fortune-teller really predict such detailed events? To inherit luck, of all things? People inherit wealth, even bodies, but he had never heard of inheriting someone’s luck.

When the swap meet was about to end, Jing Shu finally received her 6,000 Virtual Coins. Thank heavens, she didn’t have to go home and use her old hen to pay off debts. Jing Shu also added a few people as friends, and several others who recognized her did the same—perhaps they would be useful in the future.

"I’m very pleased that this time Su Malie’s trade meeting was a great success. It appears everyone has earned quite a bit, and my haul is substantial. Big Data has already called for an online auction, and I’ve secured the ownership rights. However, there will be a service charge at that time. I still hope everyone will come and support it!"

The classmates were a bit disappointed. They had thought they could attend one every month, but they hadn’t expected it to move online. Nevertheless, this time had been truly thrilling.

"Su Malie, there are so many dishes left on the tables, can we take them home? It would be a waste otherwise."

The servants standing behind rolled their eyes, never expecting someone to compete with them for the leftovers.

After thinking for a moment, Su Malie, feeling pitiful for her high school classmates, nodded, "Alright, I originally wanted to let you take away everything in the pots, but since that’s the case, you can pack up these as well."

Although the classmates felt a bit sorry, they proceeded with the plan. They swept through as if they’d secretly agreed beforehand, cleaning up the leftover food so thoroughly the dishes looked washed.

The servants, who had served all afternoon, felt like bleeding. They had hoped to enjoy a good meal, but this bunch did not even leave behind a drop of soup.

Fortunately, at that moment, Su Malie spoke up, "You’ve all worked hard this afternoon, so go ahead and eat what’s left in the dining room."

Jing Shu didn’t have the chance to witness this scene, as her own dining spot was cleaned out and the swap meet had just ended when Wu You’ai called her.

"Jing Shu, Building 1 is now processing move-ins. Wang Dazhao is your friend, right? His apartment was distributed by the allocation officer, and I’ve been reassigned to manage another building, so I can’t oversee that area anymore."

Upon hearing this, Jing Shu was enraged. Someone was clearly intending to illegally take over an occupied apartment. Without hesitation, Jing Shu followed Wu You’ai straight to Building 1.

Damn it, how could I have forgotten about Wang Dazhao’s matter. Jing Shu knew that Wang Dazhao and Yang Yang were coming back soon, so she hadn’t anticipated someone would dare target the apartment.

Only when a person is deceased does the state reclaim their property. In Wang Dazhao’s case, he was registered in Wu You’ai’s Big Data and certainly not considered dead; even missing was a stretch.

Under such circumstances, someone was brazen enough to declare Wang Dazhao dead and take over his apartment? If the name on the lease was changed, then even if Wang Dazhao came back, the ownership would have been transferred!