Trafford’s Trading Club

Morning.

Reaz had already opened his magic shadow in the living room to see if there were any news reports of a house fire late last night near the artificial river on East 13th Street.

But Reaz was disappointed that he could not see anything from the start of the news morning news programme until it was over.

Did the authorities deliberately hide it?

But even if you can't report on the 'Happy Areas' club, there's a lot of residents nearby who know about a late night fire in a big house.

“Good morning, Reaz. ”

As the teenager was searching, he woke up from the morning greeting - Reaz quickly looked and saw yesterday's big brother and sister coming down the stairs together.

When Reaz saw Boss Lo go down with the maid, he suddenly thought of one thing —— there's only one room upstairs in his apartment, and if this big brother and sister spent the night upstairs last night, wouldn't they be living in the same room?

The undersea city is above gender education and seems a bit harsh.

There is no such thing as a world, a network of human civilizations… The children of the Underwater City are consulted, mostly from magical projections, books, and the teaching of their elders.

In Reaz's cognition, only officially and legally registered young men and women can live in a room… Men and women without kinship need to live separately - of course, to meet - before they can obtain a marriage permit.

That understanding of the opposite sex, under the influence of young, awakening hormones, came into play all of a sudden —— Reazton was a bit afraid to see the two men and women who slept in the same room last night.

They... probably slept in my bed?

In my bed!

Reaz only felt his throat dry at the moment - he grabbed the cup and poured it. I just still can't calm down, and I can't look straight at the two people in front of me.

“Morning... Morning, morning! ”

“Your spirit doesn't look very good.” Boss Lo casually said: "Looks like you didn't get enough rest last night, Reaz... is something wrong? ”

“No…” Reaz shook his head hastily, shouting haha and saying: “Nothing special. ”

He has decided to treat what happened last night as a secret, rotten in his own heart.

“I... I made some breakfast.” Reaz said quickly: "Put it in the kitchen… it may taste average, but… thank you for saving me a night snack. Me, I went to the studio... that's it. ”

Reaz walked blushly from Boss Lo and the maid.

Boss Lo suddenly said, "Wait, Reaz. ”

“ ”

Boss Luo laughed: “Are you still going to participate in tomorrow's [Feitao] competition? ”

“Well, I'll be there.” Reaz nodded his head and his gaze remained very firm.

"Did you find someone to support you?" said Boss Luo. ”

“No.” Reaz shook his head rather helplessly: “I couldn't find it before, now I can't find it... A good supporter, very competitive, even if only an apprentice, probably booked at this time. ”

“So...” Boss Lo nodded and asked. “So what do you think of the two of us? ”

“You guys?” Reaz shook and then reacted, widening his eyes, "But... but you weren't yesterday, weren't you rejecting me? ”

Boss Luo casually said: “Now that we are interested, I hope you will be able to accept us and participate in this Underwater City event… it is our initiative request. ”

Active request.

Passive invitation.

Reaz is a little confused - as far as he is concerned, the strange shortage of people who can act as supporters, is it active or passive, and the result is obviously the same… what difference does it make?

“Don't want to. ”

“No, no, no! How could it be!” Reaz shook his head in a hurry and then revealed his joy, "Really! I'm glad it's too late! Thank you! Just..."

“Just what? ”

Reaz thought, “Why... suddenly do me this favor? I don't necessarily get a rank, and I don't necessarily get rewarded points of contribution. I really don't have any extra contribution points on me right now, so I'll have to wait until after I work before I can give them back to you... this? ”

“I did.” Boss Lo smiled slightly: “We are interested and want to be close to this Underwater City event, so we need tickets to enter. Obviously, as your supporters, we can get the best audience seats. ”

Reaz didn't believe a thing about such a reason... but he didn't get too involved, he just wrote it down in his heart.

“So that's it.” Boss Luo waved at the moment: “But I really don't understand [Feitao], I can only do it at the most. Unight, Reaz's new [Feitao] assembly, please. Relatively… today's lunch and dinner are on my behalf. There are also supermarkets in the undersea, and I want to take a look. ”

“I'd also like to see ingredients from the deep sea.” The maid said somewhat unfortunately.

Reyes wanted to say no, but when he looked excited, he stuck it in his mouth.

He followed this beautiful older sister back to his studio somewhat obscurely... well, correctly, by this beautiful older sister [led] into his own studio.

A collar?

“Well, let's finish assembling the new [Feitao] before this morning! Then afternoon is commissioning time.” Lady Maid said calmly at this time: "Now that we're going to be in the sea pageant tomorrow, we should have plenty of time for the rest of the night. ”

Reaz opened his mouth.

He doesn't blame the older sister - she doesn't know how much it takes to assemble Feitao.

Reaz would have thought that if it had been successfully assembled by tomorrow's game, it would have been a very lucky thing, and I'm afraid the commissioning would have had to be done on-site - resting? Impossible!

But when Reaz saw the magic circuit board that the maid suddenly took out, Reaz opened his eyes and said incredibly: "Is this… is this the new magic circuit board? When did you finish it? ”

“Before the break last night. ”

Looking at this beautiful sister with a confident smile on her face, Reaz suddenly had a feeling - maybe tonight, she could really get some sleep.

Hmm... where should I sleep at night?

……

……

People smile with happiness and contentment, and pedestrians love greetings and blessings.

No street breaking or garbage throwing… Customers don't bargain with store owners because the quality of the goods is good.

They don't talk about their wages… they contribute a little bit, because even jobs like cleaners can afford everything on the market.

Rich people, rich people who can buy more things.

But without the poor, social productivity is enough to raise people's standard of living to a level temporarily free from material dependence… without climbing, they can get better things through their efforts.

“I'm sorry I ran into you in such a hurry! ”

“It's okay, I didn't notice. ”

People seem to be used to this kind of life, like fine rivers, you're upstream, I'm downstream, you and I end up in the ocean, no different.

There is His Majesty the Emperor, but only His Majesty the Emperor, the Noble One, and the Emperor is the Guardian. There are army soldiers, weapons, but there is no aggression, only defence.

is the ideal utopian world… at least, on the face of it.

Apart from the invisibility of the real sun, apart from the huge enclosed cliffs like walls around the entire undersea… there should never have been a constitution and punishment except in the utopian world.

And war, war against the Sea Demons.

Apart from that huge video screen on the commercial street, a promotional film from the Feitao competition is being broadcast.

People screamed in a crackling lung, like an audience on an ancient battlefield… On the track, an armed [Feitao], like a giant beast, was colliding with each other, trampling… swallowing.

With two bags of ingredients, Rocchu has been standing in front of the huge screen of the commercial street.

“Mom, I want ice cream! ”

Next to him, a boy pulled his mother and walked to a moving ice cream truck on the side of the road... Boss Lo looked over and felt a little strange.

He's done with the market, and he's got supermarkets and stuff like that —— but he finds out that the undersea doesn't seem to be selling ice cream.

But there's this flowing ice cream truck.

At this point, there was a long queue in front of the ice-cream truck… there was no break-in or argument, buying customers one after another from the owner of the ice-cream truck, taking over what had been waiting for the children, and then leaving.

Until the last ice cream had been sold out, the queues in the back were silently scattered.

The owner of the ice cream truck looked like he was in his twenties, his skin slightly darker than the general public, his hair fluffy and scattered, covering his eyebrows, while silver glasses covered his eyes.

The owner of the ice cream truck noticed a young man who had not left before the door, and was slightly surprised: “Today's share is sold out, if you want, you can only wait another time. ”

Boss Lo smiled: “I'm just curious... it seems you're the only one who has ice cream for sale. The shops on the street, they can't even see. ”

“That's why my business here is so good.” The young owner of the ice-cream truck laughed, “Those shops already have provisions for selling things. If you want to sell new goods, you need to apply to the Royal Government, because it's too much trouble, so the owners of the shops are too lazy to sell them. ”

Boss Lo was curious: "Don't you care if it's a product that can increase turnover? ”

The owner of the ice cream truck laughed: “Even if they don't sell this ice cream, their business isn't bad. Underwater shops are profitable. ”

Boss Lo pondered, then said: "Is it because they all stipulate the relationship between the types of goods sold? ”

The young owner of the ice-cream truck nodded: “That's right… for example, the shop in front sells only the three kinds of fruit inherent, while the one next to it is the other three. The shops here are all the same, so there's always business. Similarly, there is no competition because the goods in the stores are different and the quantities purchased are not equal. ”

Boss Lo shook his head, "It doesn't sound like a store, it sounds like something else. ”

“What is it?” The young owner of the ice-cream truck suddenly came and asked with interest.

"Vending machines… Vending machines of the Royal Government," said Boss Luo. ”

“It's not the same.” The owner of the ice-cream truck shook his head: “The vending machines are uninspired, but the owners of these stores have their own ideas. They will also find ways to sell more of their merchandise, such as better after-sales services. ”

“Are these positive tools?” Boss Luo asked coldly.

“Positive means, of course.” The owner of the ice cream truck nodded his head and asked, “Do we have to be negative? ”

“And you? Boss Lo asked," Why not open a commodity and expand production so that more residents can buy ice cream? Expanding business is a positive means, isn't it? ”

“I'm not the same.” The owner of the ice-cream truck laughed: “I don't come here often, I only do some ice-cream to sell when I have time, I usually have other work to do. ”

“Didn't the Underwater City not allow additional part-time work? ”

“It's a hobby.” The owner of the ice-cream truck laughed: "These turnovers, after deducting the cost, will be handed over to the government. ”

“What a special hobby.” Boss Lo nodded.

“I like to see these kids smile on their faces.” The owner of the ice-cream truck packed his gear and whispered casually: "The smile of the child looks better. ”

“But more is disappointment… and there are many children who have not bought ice cream.” Boss Lo added.

And the owner of the ice cream truck said, "If I'm going to meet all the kids here, I'm going to have to spend all my time making ice cream, and it's not going to be popular. But I sell it here, and people who have bought ice cream once will automatically give it to those who haven't, and adults want all their children to share the same happiness. ”

“This is a wonderful city.” Boss Lo laughed.

“Yes.” The owner of the ice cream truck nodded, “A city like this is beautiful... well, I'm leaving. If you want to eat, you can usually come around here more often, and if I'm there, I'll be around. ”

No retention, Mr. Lo watched the owner of the ice-cream truck leave slowly.

There are still promo footage from tomorrow's [Feitao] competition on top of that huge dazzling screen on the commercial street...

……

……

An ice cream truck crept into an unmanned alley and drove into the garage of a house.

The young ice cream truck owner came down and walked indoors.

He reached out and unbuttoned a button on his neck and instantly the slightly dark complexion turned white... the young ice-cream truck owner took off his glasses and reached out to grab it on his hair... just a wig.

New clothes were changed and the owner of the ice cream truck opened the house door.

A young girl in a silver robe stood outside the door and said softly: "Your Majesty, a member of the army has asked to see you. ”

“I met an interesting guy today… but not like someone from the Underwater City. ”

Girls with silver robes have changed their gaze.