My blind date paper figure rejected me because I was poor, so my dad angrily burned ten trillion.

"Brother, think about it. Staying alive is more important right now!"

Seeing Zhang Chen's strange expression, Hai Ge felt somewhat embarrassed.

But there's nothing he can do; he's at his wit's end.

"Brother Hai, I understand the situation, but I'm not considering it!"

Zhang Chen shook his head and refused.

"Come on, brother, I've been here for almost a year, and I know exactly what kind of life you're living. At this point, don't worry about these things. It's just those rich women, right? If you serve them well, the money will flow in like crazy. Besides, those factories aren't just full of rich women; the girls in the private rooms are all gorgeous. We're already dead, what's there to worry about damaging our kidneys?"

Hai Ge was giving me heartfelt advice.

He was actually a little embarrassed, but after being beaten up like that, he came to his senses.

To hell with the underworld, all I care about is making money, I don't care about anything else!

However, Zhang Chen genuinely wanted to lend a hand.

They had a good relationship, and more importantly, this guy had a very good figure, a handsome young nobleman with red lips and white teeth.

He had been living on charity and offerings for many years, which had made him somewhat thin and his eyes lifeless.

But it's okay, it will get better soon with some rest.

That's the good thing about this place. Unlike the mortal world, where it's hard to recover from injuries, here you can eat something good and immediately look radiant.

"Brother Hai, really, you don't need to. I have principles!"

Zhang Chen shook his head.

Hai Ge showed a hint of disappointment, but he had considered this outcome.

He had previously noticed that this guy had some principles. He was just trying his luck with this idea. If it worked out, great; if not, no problem, we'd still be good brothers.

"Okay, if you ever consider this, remember to contact me. I have quite a few clients!"

Hai Ge even mentioned it.

Zhang Chen simply smiled, then got up to take his leave.

"Take it easy, buddy. If you need anything, just let me know. I'll definitely help if I can!"

Hai Ge took the initiative to express his goodwill.

Zhang Chen nodded, and after leaving the house, he quickly returned to his coffin room and slammed the door shut.

Hai sighed, closed the door, thought for a moment, and decided to let it go, since Xiao Zhang's situation was already quite difficult anyway.

However, today was my first day at work, and I'm still finding it hard to adjust. Although I used to live a more frugal life, I was still my own boss and did what I wanted. But now that I'm a member of No. 1 Royal Court, it's all about going to work, and I don't have any freedom anymore.

"At least I survived!"

Hai Ge muttered something to himself.

However, he is currently in his internship period and needs to find at least one male model for No. 1 Royal Court to prove his worth.

This is quite troublesome; even the underworld can't handle this kind of thing.

"Let's wait until tomorrow!"

Hai Ge rubbed his bruised face and couldn't help but curse, "How come I still have bruises after being beaten up after coming back to life? Am I even dead?"

After cursing a couple of times, Hai Ge calmed down, glanced under the bed, thought for a moment, and then bent down to pull out the three mutilated paper figures of women from under the bed.

Those were none other than his three nearly ruined paper dolls.

One of Natasha's legs was missing, leaving her completely empty.

The key issue is that the other leg was also broken abnormally, and now only a thin piece of cardboard is still attached to the body.

Her mouth was completely rotten, and even her chin and half of her face were severed. Her entire chin was lifted off, making her look less like a woman and more like a human being.

As for the other two, they were pretty much the same; the top, bottom, and back were all smashed to pieces, so they were definitely unusable.

So Hai Ge had no choice but to check their bodies.

"Scarlett Johansson's face is relatively intact; if she covers it up, it'll look passable!"

"Natasha's... only one side left? Wait, doesn't Aiko have one too? They can each have one, making a pair, which will do for now!"

Hai Ge's eyes lit up immediately.

Looking at "Black Widow," and using "Natasha" and "Aiko," we can actually put together a team, which is not bad. At least we'll have something to play tonight.

……

Back in the house, Zhang Chen couldn't say he disliked Hai Ge that much.

They were originally in this business, so it's normal for them to switch.

After all, even ghosts have to live, so the methods used are not important.

However, after this incident, Zhang Chen really didn't want to have any interaction with Hai Ge.

"We should find a chance to move out as soon as possible; there are just too many monsters and scoundrels in this place!"

Zhang Chen frowned.

I looked up and saw that I couldn't really see anything. What was there to see in the ceiling of a cramped space?

As for the time? He had no idea; he didn't have a cell phone.

He couldn't afford this thing before.

He can afford it now, but it's too conspicuous. Zhang Chen doesn't plan to buy it now; he'll wait until he moves to a slightly higher-end neighborhood.

Furthermore, a mobile phone is truly a luxury item when it comes to those items.

Yes, we can refer to the era of the first mobile phone.

The main thing is that this thing is also burned, but compared to paper money and paper clothes, the quantity of this thing is very small.

He didn't see a single one in the entire Taipingwu community.

Even at the peak of his career, Hai Ge only bought a worn-out secondhand item.

The price of first-hand goods can increase tenfold, which is outrageous.

Of course, it is indeed very useful, but unfortunately, it is difficult to popularize.

After all, this thing can't be mass-produced, and the models that have been burned off are all different.

Fruits and seeds are considered two major categories, and they are quite numerous.

In addition, there are other smaller brands, but the number of them is not large.

What surprised Zhang Chen the most was that some people were even burning old-fashioned mobile phones.

There were even cases of universal chargers burning out, and quite a few old-fashioned keypad phones also burned out.

Overall, this market is a chaotic mess, a clash of different eras.

He was used to all of this, but there was one thing he really wanted to know: where did the cell phone signal come from in the underworld?

He even saw internet cafes in the main urban area of ​​Huangquan District. Where did the internet cables come from?

"This world is truly magical, but everything else has to take a backseat now; I'm going to visit my mom in a dream!"

Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

Zhang Chen had already appeared in his father's dream yesterday and promised to visit his mother in his dream, so he didn't just stand there in a daze. Instead, he immediately lay down on the hard bed, closed his eyes, and began to appear in his dream.

A familiar feeling washed over him, and Zhang Chen felt light as a feather.

That lucid dreaming feeling has returned.

Zhang Chen was overjoyed. He watched as his body rose higher and higher until a black hole suddenly appeared above his head, and a huge suction force pulled him in... halfway.

The next moment, Zhang Chen heard a "bang," as if he heard his body hit the bed.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself still lying on the hard bed, as if the feeling of his body floating up was fake, as if he had never moved at all.

But Zhang Chen suddenly felt something was wrong. Why... can't I send messages in my dreams anymore?