There is One New Rule Every Month Globally-Chapter 440 - 331: "Li Yi still hasn’t changed this bad habit."_2
Chapter 440: Chapter 331: “Li Yi still hasn’t changed this bad habit.”_2
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“Although that guide already told me that this is District 9, where all the buildings can be freely designed without the need for approval from the Urban Construction Bureau,”
“Still, seeing it with my own eyes, I’m quite shocked.”
“These people really dare to design.”
This city has a total of 38 districts.
Districts 1-9 all allow freedom in architectural style, with any design permissible, mainly reflecting the cultural heritage of the various Race Players, as well as their creativity and imagination.
However, in Districts 10-38, all buildings must be approved by the Urban Construction Bureau before construction can begin, in order to maintain a cohesive city style and ensure harmony between the structures.
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This was an initiative set forth by Former Leader Li.
It serves to preserve the cultural heritage of each Race to the greatest extent while ensuring that the city looks orderly.
“Not bad.”
Chen Yi glanced around and, with a light chuckle, looked interestedly at the unique buildings all around. “This is good, too. If it were exactly like Blue Star, there would be no need for us to come here, right?”
So far, he had interacted with quite a few Alien Race players.
But this kind of detailed exchange was a first for him.
It was also the first time he had come to visit an Alien Race player’s city with peace in mind, rather than destruction.
“Let’s go for a walk.”
They didn’t really have a destination in mind.
Just strolling around aimlessly.
But they didn’t specifically have to seek out any attractions; everything in this city was extremely new and fascinating to them.
And the players they encountered along the way belonged to various Races.
Players who could live normally in this city, no matter how peculiar they appeared, like the player they just brushed past, with Armor Plating all over their body and a tongue as long as their waist, were encountered.
No matter how peculiar these players were, they at least all possessed normal cognitive abilities.
This was an unwritten rule within the game.
For example, members of the Void Clan, though designated as players by the game, were regarded as monsters and not players by everyone, because they largely lacked normal cognition and acted purely on instinct.
There must be the possibility for interaction.
In this city, players also looked bizarre, in all shapes and sizes, but most of them still resembled the Blue Star Players, with upright bodies, two arms, and two legs.
The differences were only in the details.
For example, some had red skin, some had a trunk for a nose, and some had large feet, and so on.
But overall, they looked similar to the Blue Star Race.
Perhaps most Alien Races in the universe share a similar physique to the Blue Star People, perhaps this body type is the optimal one that countless species have evolved toward over millions of years.
Of course, there were also players who looked completely different.
Like the player currently standing in front of them, trying to sell them flowers.
“Wow.”
A look of surprise flashed through Tuberculosis Rabbit’s eyes as he crouched down and gently stroked the head of the player in front of him, his eyes showing a hint of amusement. “How much are the flowers?”
The player in front of them was roughly 40 centimeters tall, about the height of a baby.
And the entire person looked fluffy. Although they had facial features on their face, they didn’t look like a normal human, but more like something out of an animation, overall resembling a fluffy bear doll.
Extremely cute.
Even the most bloodthirsty person couldn’t help but feel their heart softened by this fluffy doll.
This player belonged to the Chestnut Tree Tribe.
All players from this Race resembled fluffy bear dolls.
As Tuberculosis Rabbit asked, he glanced at his personal panel, prepared to indulge the player in front of him, and looked at the pot of Roses in their arms with a tender smile. “You’re in luck today.”
“How much is this pot of flowers? I’ll take them all.”
“Thank you, sir.”
The player holding a pot of Roses blinked their cartoon-like eyes, their androgynous voice crisp as they said, “That will be 180,000 Points total.”
“…”
Just as Tuberculosis Rabbit was about to pay, he suddenly stiffened and fell silent for a moment. He lowered his head to look into the eyes of the player in front of him, and seeing that they did not appear to be joking, he tentatively picked up a bunch of Roses and examined it closely.
“Is this a Prop?”
“No.”
“Just ordinary flowers?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“…How much for one bunch?”
“One bunch is 10,000 Points.”
“…”
After a moment of silence, Tuberculosis Rabbit turned his head to look at Sword Without End beside him, who had a teasing glint in his eye, and calmly stood up and said casually, “10,000 Points, is it? It’s been transferred. I’ll take one bunch.”
“Alright, sir.”
…
The transaction was completed.
Tuberculosis Rabbit stood still, took a deep sniff of the Roses under his nose, and then looked dazedly at the fluffy bear doll walking away with the pot. He mumbled, “I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but these 10,000 Points’ worth of Roses seem to smell a bit nicer than the ones on Blue Star.”
“Yeah.”
Sword Without End moved closer to Tuberculosis Rabbit and said softly, “10,000 Points could buy a whole truckload of Roses on Blue Star.”
“Eh? That’s really hard to say.”
Tuberculosis Rabbit glanced at Sword Without End with a calm face and said, “After the game descended, do you think many people would still cultivate Roses? Even if they do, prices would go up, it wouldn’t be that cheap.”
