Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Chapter 444: Step 2 is also difficult

"You unlucky bastard, if you have time to scold me, go find a way to make a living!"

If you don't care, I have my own way. At worst, I can go back to my old job and paint murals on the streets and in churches.

"With your current condition, you still can find a job? Hahahahaha, I'm laughing my ass off, you poor little brat!"

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"If I were to tell you that you'd just die sooner or later, what with all the divine missions and all the fancy stuff, it would be better for you to die early and become a useful extraordinary item.

"Oh no, becoming a Beyonder Item is fine. You should quickly advance to Sequence Three, and then, reality collapses and you become a living puppet. That's...

"Wait, what are you doing? Hey, wait a minute, don't... cover, cover, cover!"

Field stood there, arguing with the fire extinguisher in his heart in silence for a long time. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply took the fire extinguisher down from the wall, covered the mouth of the fire extinguisher with his hand, and continued on his way while holding the fire extinguisher horizontally.

There were many busy shops along the way, so Field simply bought some daily necessities and clothes on some floors. Finally, he did not forget to buy a roll of tape to stick the talkative mouth of the fire extinguisher tightly.

What? You're still useful?

Please, you're already expired, what use are you?

But don't worry, I just bought a new fire extinguisher and the drone will deliver it to you later.

Then the roles were reversed, and it was Field's turn to complain in his heart all the way, torturing Fire Extinguisher who had his microphone forcibly muted.

He walked around the floors with bags, a fire extinguisher in one of the bags. There was nothing wrong with this look here. He looked like an ordinary tired worker who had just come back from shopping and did not forget to update his fire extinguisher. At most, he had a more complete disaster prevention awareness.

After walking around for a long time, Field returned to the elevator and took it upstairs.

The elevator door opened, and Field staggered in, carrying a bag. Inside the elevator was a middle-aged man, staring blankly at his terminal.

At first, the uncle paid no attention to the stranger entering the elevator. He simply glanced up and noticed the young man's hair was covered in a variety of colorful hairpins. He thought to himself, "Another stylish and unique young person. This is exactly the kind of young people Backlund has in abundance." You know, in Shellland, pursuing a niche is a very common thing.

The novel hairstyle piqued the uncle's interest, and he raised his head to look at the person next to him carefully.

Wait, isn't the old fire extinguisher in this bag from the building?

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

The uncle suddenly looked at the young man differently.

"...Young man, are you the new equipment operator in the building? Are you replacing the building's firefighting equipment?"

Field turned his head, his big eyes filled with confusion, "No, why would you think so?"

"No, I'm just a new resident."

"Uh...where did you get this fire extinguisher?"

"I got it downstairs."

"Why did you steal the fire extinguisher from the public area? Are you going to sell it for money?"

"Can you still do this?"

Field suddenly opened the door to a new world.

"No, actually, it just came to me on a whim, so I took it down and took it away. No need to worry about the building's fire protection. I bought a new fire extinguisher and padded its place."

"...No, I'm just curious why you wrapped it with such thick tape."

Now there was not only confusion in Field's eyes, but also some incomprehension and even some doubt.

"Don't you think this guy's humming is noisy?"

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The uncle looked at Field, then at the fire extinguisher, until his eyes gradually became corrupted.

In the small elevator, the air suddenly became tense.

The uncle immediately determined that the strange guy next to him was a lunatic, maybe even the legendary cyberpsychopath. When he thought that he was locked in an elevator with such a person, the uncle felt itchy all over his body, and he was so anxious that he immediately wanted to open the elevator and get away from this weirdo.

Finally, the elevator reached the 11th floor, and the long ordeal was finally over. The uncle couldn't wait to rush out of the elevator and ran to his door to unlock it.

But misfortunes never come singly. The uncle discovered in despair that this strange young man actually lived next door to him.

"Hey, it's the neighbor."

Field turned around and greeted with what he thought was a very sunny smile.

"Hello, big brother. My name is Field Moretti. We will be neighbors from now on."

The uncle took a deep breath, quickly opened the door and went home, then slammed the door shut.

"..."

The uncle was in such a hurry to go home, maybe he had been holding his pee all the way.

It’s so unlucky that I can’t find a toilet when I have to go to the bathroom urgently. It’s really uncomfortable.

Field was daydreaming and opened the door and walked into the house.

The apartment was very small, only 20 square meters including the bathroom. But fortunately, it had everything he needed: a toilet, a bed, a table, and a kitchen, just like his single dormitory in college.

Field was not a picky person and he was very satisfied with the conditions.

As a descendant of Melissa's lineage, he can be considered a descendant of God. With these conditions, he can become a bully and live a rich and luxurious life in any period of history.

In reality, Field felt no different from an ordinary family as a child. His family owned a shop on the street, selling bread and catering to various types of afternoon teas, conference breaks, and the like. Their life was neither better than the rich nor worse than the poor. With such living conditions, even a true aristocrat would have looked down upon them as poor and inferior.

So Field accepted this kind of life as a matter of course.

But, having said that…

The facilities in this house...are they a little too complete?

Not to mention clothes, there are even underwear!!

There must be someone still living here!!!

At this time, the fire extinguisher finally couldn't bear it anymore. It screamed loudly, forcing Field to tear off its tape.

"Hahahahahaha! You idiot!

"You never thought that! The person who rented the house to you is not the landlord of this house at all!

"That guy just loves to break the locks on other people's long-vacant houses and pretend they're his own. He hacks into the apartment management AI and sells them as empty, or rents them out on other real estate agencies, trying to scam you newcomers to Backlund out of your money!!

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!!

"Any decent person knows that if you rent a decent apartment, you don't have to worry about this, but you chose to rent Rachel's apartment, which is a disaster area!"

"Haha ...

"..."

Field tried to contact his predecessor's phone number again, but it was no longer in service and could no longer be reached.

This is clearly the real person’s citizen identity information verified by the apartment management AI!

Okay, I admit defeat.

"...Then where did the owner of this house go? Why hasn't he come back in so long?"

Field asked with some concern, as the misfortunes of strangers always made him sad.

"Oh, this smart guy went out looking for some adventure and excitement. He went to the dungeon for a while, and then went to Bayam to explore.

"Later, that big fool followed the snakehead ship out to sea without hesitation, and survived the disaster. Now I don't know where he is on some island in the wilderness trying to survive!

"But don't worry, he's on the route. Sooner or later, he'll be picked up by one of those big ships."

"..."

Field was a little amused.

Should we praise him for his good fortune or scold him for being ungrateful?

Finally he sighed and decided not to comment on the homeowner's absurd experience.

Now that he was here, he might as well make the best of it. No matter what, Field had to stay in this room.

But Field's sense of morality and legal spirit played tricks on him. He had always been a kind-hearted guy who was easily concerned about others. When he thought that he had not only taken over the other person's nest, but that the other person was also in dire straits, he felt a little uneasy and guilty.

"I think I should help him."

"Huh? You? You're both so far apart now, how are you going to help?"

"Look, these are his personal belongings."

Field took some time to clean the room and carefully packed up all the owner's personal belongings.

"Since he lives there alone, he must really need these things. I think I should send them all to him."

"Send? How else can I send it?"

"I rented the owner's house on the [Second-hand Transfer] website. This means that the owner and I are [connected] by [Second-hand Transfer]!"

"Uh...so?"

For the first time, Fire Extinguisher felt that he couldn't keep up with Field's thinking.

"Then I'll just list all his personal belongings on [Second-hand Transfer]!"

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