Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 548 The Clown
Paulkin Walker left, and agreed with Chen Yan to sell his share of pure ore, and promised to give Solal a 5% commission.

Solal accepted the commission frankly, and everyone understood that the transaction with the black market dealer was obviously not as easy as he described in his previous words.

Weber left temporarily with a few pure ores. He was in a hurry to bring his son a new Snake Kiss Rock to curb the erosion of the bloodthirsty strain on his body. His trust in Chen Yan came from his care when he was underground, and when he experienced life and death. Still don't give up the persistence of teammates.

From the perspective of Weber, who has experienced most of his life, this is a very difficult task, and he can judge the essence of a person from this.

Solal had something to do, but he didn't say what it was, and Chen Yan didn't ask, but just sent him away from the gate of No. 33 Walker Street apartment.

After returning to the apartment hall, Jack Baldo looked at Chen Yan, hesitant to speak.

Chen Yan smiled helplessly at him: "Is it hard to understand?"

Jack Baldo nodded and said: "We deserve the most, and, you...are you uncomfortable?"

Jack Baldo wanted to ask, is your mind not clear?
Chen Yan shook her head: "I'm fine, Jack, I'm just a little uncomfortable with the sudden acquisition of so much wealth."

"I was very poor before, so I kept racking my brains to find ways to make money. I used all kinds of tricks, but I didn't do anything too extreme. I think I kept my bottom line."

Jack Baldo was silent, he followed Chen Yan all the way, witnessed everything Chen Yan did, and knew what kind of choice he had faced.

"Every time I think about the land tax and living expenses I have to pay next month, the money that this dilapidated apartment needs to be repaired, and the tuition fees that I want to attend the spring admissions on the high street... I never Didn't tell you about it, did I? Because I've given up, I thought I wouldn't make that much money."

Chen Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes, so he lowered his head.

He lowered his head so Jack Baldo couldn't see the lens in his pupil that was beginning to shatter.

If Jack Baldo could see the changes in his pupils, he would find that the cracks on the lens of Chen Yan's pupils are exactly the same as the completely broken pupils of the zombie boy in Fungus City.

Chen Yan obviously did not notice any changes in himself, and he continued to tell:

"When I think about the money that will be spent in the future, I can't even breathe, because if these things go wrong, I can't even survive in this city-if the land tax can't be paid, the house will be taken away, I My tenants and I are going to sleep on the street, eat relief food, and compete with sick bums and lunatics for the porridge distributed by mission schools."

"If the living expenses are not covered, we will soon have to eat two meals a day - even in my hometown, eating two meals a day is a life that very poor people have to endure."

"I didn't want that to happen, so I was trying to make money."

"Later we went underground, and a lot of things happened underground, and we got so much ore...Although we haven't got real money yet, that will happen sooner or later."

After a few words, Chen Yan and Jack Baldo returned to the basement again.

Chen Yan gently stroked the "nautilus shell" of the first-generation mining machine, and said in a low voice:
"Once before, I met a professor at the University of Midtown by chance...maybe a professor, maybe a teacher or something, I don't know, I just know that he is very rich, that person's name is Colin Frankenstein, I Got £25 from him."

"Twenty-five pounds, Jack, you know what a figure that is."

"I was so happy that £25 was almost half my lifetime wages."

"After being happy, there is a sense of emptiness."

"I don't know what I'm going to do with the money, because I don't need to live a luxurious life, I just need a little money, so that I can live a life of food and clothing in this city, can afford the land tax, and provide for my family. From my apartment, that's enough."

"At that time, I was very empty, thinking 'money can't bring me happiness', and I thought 'with so much money, it's nothing special', so I just took half of the money and gave it to Ogami , hired him to arrest Liang Ansheng."

Jack Baldo says:
"It's not a wise move, that money could have been your lifeline."

Chen Yan retorted:
"No, Jack, money cannot be the foundation of one's life. Once you think that money can become your reliance for survival, you will be kidnapped by society, just like I am now."

Jack Baldo didn’t understand what Chen Yan was talking about.

Chen Yan continued to say as if in a daze:
"People don't live for money, they live to become better, and the same is true for work.

But the quality of life in a material society is defined by money. If you have money, you can live a good life. This is a matter of course in this society.

But it's not right, you understand?
The value of money is defined by people, the value of goods is defined by the market, and if your life is completely linked to money, it is equivalent to being defined by others, and being alienated by society. Your essence as a free person, You will become a complete slave of society. "

He rambled on:

"Jack, money is just a currency symbol. It cannot represent the real value of things, nor the value of your labor, nor your own value."

"When you possess the knowledge and skills and become a better person, you truly realize your own value!"

"But you can't do this now, you can't study while ensuring your basic life, and you can't make yourself valuable, because you have no money, and you can't even eat enough.

You can only become a money-making machine day after day, and you can't get what you deserve in return for your hard work.

Is this really the life you want?
Is this really the life I want? "

Jack Baldo seemed to hear the cracking sound of "click, click", and he didn't know where the sound came from.

Chen Yan raised his head, looked at the huge first-generation mining machine with broken pupils, looked at the storage compartment filled with pure ore of Snake Kiss Rock, and whispered:

"But you have to make money, you have to be forced to do jobs you don't want to do, because you have to live, and you can't live without money."

"Jack, I feel like I'm being raped by society day in and day out."

He stretched out his hands, spread them out, and stuck them on the "nautilus shell".

"Now, I finally have a chance to make a comeback, Jack, these pure minerals can enable us to do many things, and this is what we rely on to resist society."

"When Paulkin just said that he wanted to exchange his share of pure minerals for money, I suddenly had a thought in my heart, which was to shoot out his short-sighted eyeballs. He didn't know how much these minerals could bring us. sustainable value."

"I quickly realized that this was wrong. Firstly, my speed of raising the gun must not be as fast as his reaction, and I would definitely be shot in the head by him first. Secondly, I should respect his wishes."

"That's what I want [fairness], Jack, everyone is in the same danger underground, everyone did their best, and they deserve to be paid."

"The sad thing is, the only thing I can barely rely on to be fair right now is the money I've earned."

"If there aren't so many pure snake-kiss rock mines that can be exchanged for imperial pounds, what can I say [fairness] to them?"

"Jack, I feel like a clown right now."

(End of this chapter)