Chapter 111: A Staggering Thirty‑Three Million

The price is also quite high; except for females or some males favored by females, basically no beastmen would be this extravagant.

Lin Zhi Jing also felt helpless; he didn't want to be this poor either: "I really have no money."

He opened his Light Brain to show them his account; the balance was 150,000 experience points.

"How could this be?" Bao Jing couldn't quite believe it—isn't it said that Federation researchers have excellent benefits?

"The Federation's treatment of us is indeed not bad—our food, clothing, and supplies are all top‑grade—but the salary the Federation pays us is low, for fear that if we have too many Contribution Points we'll bring money to fawn over females or go loafing off to travel to other planets."

"Each month they give about 300,000, and if we achieve something they may give a bonus; over the years I've indeed saved some." Lin Zhi Jing said, a bit embarrassed, covering his mouth with his hand: "But I used it all up last time when I went with you to Sai Fulola."

The group fell silent; it turned out the person who looked the richest among them was actually a pauper.

Hearing Lin Zhi Jing's explanation, Ye Xi'an couldn't help but feel disappointed; it seemed this house was destined to have no connection with her.

"Xu Xiaowen, is there anything cheaper here?"

"The cheapest option is the small unit—there's a 100‑square‑meter one, but it only has three rooms; want to consider it?"

Ye Xi'an bit her lip, obviously not keen.

"Small is fine, but there are only three rooms—how would we live?" Bao Jing and Yi Yang behind them also felt a bit tense.

After all, they bought the house hoping to have their own rooms; if there are only three rooms, they definitely won't have separate rooms.

Yi Yang clung to Ye Xi'an's arm, acting coquettishly: "Honey, why not take that previous place? It's a bit small, but at least we can afford it. When we have money later, we can switch leases."

"But I don't want a short‑term lease," a short lease is no better than staying in a hotel.

"Well then," Ji Jiangci proposed: "Let's sell a few pieces of Doctor Lin's clothing."

Ye Xi'an is probably quite practiced at this; selling one piece of Doctor Lin's clothing would likely be enough to buy this house.

Ye Xi'an looked at Lin Zhi Jing, feeling it wasn't good; after all, on this planet, clothing and jewelry for males are their face and dignity.

It's much like the gold jewelry of women on Earth; basically they won't sell it unless absolutely necessary.

"No, otherwise we'll just take a mission tomorrow; by the time we get back we'll have enough to buy the house."

Bao Jing gave Lin Zhi Jing an unhappy glance, his eyes tinged with jealousy and wariness, and he looked somewhat aggrieved at Ye Xi'an: "We can sell our clothes, so why can't we sell his?"

Before, when we sold his and Ji Jiangci's clothes, we showed no mercy—we almost bundled up the people themselves and sold them.

Originally he wanted Ye Xi'an to give him an explanation, after all he is the legitimate husband, while Lin Zhi Jing is merely not yet married into the family, but he didn't expect Ye Xi'an's one sentence to leave him speechless.

All we heard Ye Xi'an say was: "I don't want to become like before."

Ye Xi'an's eyes held heartache: "When we sold your clothes before, you must have felt awful and reluctant, right?"

Bao Jing blinked, his eyes drooping with a hint of desolation; his long lashes cast a shadow over his eyes.

He really felt awful then, feeling like he was just an object placed beside Ye Xi'an, existing only for her amusement.

"Not selling, then not selling," he thought; compared to selling Lin Zhi Jing's clothes, he'd rather just keep things as they are.

"Don't worry, I don't mind."

Lin Zhi Jing feels no regret at all; these clothes weren't even bought by him, he has no attachment to them, and if they can be exchanged for money to buy a house and then quickly marry Ye Xi'an, he thinks it's worthwhile.

Moreover, after marriage Ye Xi'an will surely buy him new clothes, and compared to those issued by the Federation, he still prefers the ones Ye Xi'an buys for him.

"Besides, my clothes are all in the trunk of the max; take them out and I'll grab them."

Ye Xi'an's expression was torn: "Are you sure you want to sell the clothes?"

"Mm." Lin Zhi Jing nodded: "Hurry up."

Seeing that he truly showed no reluctance, Ye Xi'an then took out the items.

Lin Zhi Jing took out the few pieces of clothing and jewelry he especially disliked; they were all extremely flashy styles, covered in gems, and who knows what the Federation's taste is—it just keeps giving him these.

"Then I'll take them to sell," Ji Jiangci volunteered, confident he's the best at selling things: "You can keep looking at the house; after I sell them I'll come back here to find you."

"Here, take this." Lin Zhi Jing took off a Blue Sapphire Ring from his hand: "This ring matches my Light Brain; turning the gem on it will point my direction."

Ji Jiangci was somewhat surprised, exclaiming that high‑tech gear really works.

"Alright, I'll come find you after I finish selling."

Ji Jiangci left, and Ye Xi'an also thought about looking at a few more units—maybe there's something better, who knows.

But after looking all morning, Ye Xi'an felt the second unit was still the best; she loved that balcony and wanted to plant some vegetables and flowers there.

Although her Xiao Shijie can grow things, in the end planting in reality feels more tangible—you can see and touch it anytime.

And Ji Jiangci had also come back by then.

"Did you sell them?" Yi Yang and Bao Jing gathered around to ask.

"Sold." Ji Jiangci's face broke into a smile—this was his first genuine, heartfelt grin; he was truly happy: "I sold them for twenty‑five million."

"What!"

Ye Xi'an exclaimed: "You didn't use some shady means again, did you?"

Even now Ye Xi'an still holds a grudge over the earlier fruit‑selling incident; she won't ever be tempted by money to do that kind of thing again.

"No! Doctor Lin's clothing is inherently valuable—almost every piece has a defensive‑type gem, and if it weren't secondhand the price would be even higher."

This time Ji Jiangci really sold them legitimately; speaking of luck, it was truly good—he sat by the estate gate, hung the clothes up somewhere, and soon a family showed up.

That family was dressed in extreme luxury, especially the female who practically wanted to wear twenty gem rings on her ten fingers.

These few pieces of Lin Zhi Jing's clothing matched them perfectly.

They hemmed and hawed for half a day, bought two pieces, and then the remaining few were sold one after another.

"Enough of that, honey—first let's check if there's any problem with your account balance."

Ye Xi'an clutched her arm, heart pounding, and slowly pushed forward from the last digit—there it was, a staggering thirty‑three million, what a reassuring number.

Xu Xiaowen saw that string of numbers, his eyes full of envy; these males are truly lucky, their wives have so much money—unlike him. Well, never mind, let's just survive for now.