Chapter Ninety-Three: Renting a Room

Early the next morning, after washing up and changing into a crisp white casual suit, Fang Mu stood before the mirror and took a look at himself.

The reflection revealed a tall and upright figure, the tailored white suit fitting him impeccably.

Fang Mu’s features mostly inherited from his mother, Xu Zhi Lan, were striking yet gentle—high and straight nose, lips neither too thin nor too full, handsome with a hint of softness.

His eyebrows had fully regrown, and his short black hair made him look neat and sharp. Especially his eyes, as dark as ink, shone with remarkable spirit. A faint gentle light glimmered within them, radiating a confident glow.

Paired with the impeccably cut white suit, Fang Mu looked quite pleased with himself.

He then left the bathroom, glanced around the apartment he had lived in for several months, wondering if he would ever return.

Turning, he opened the door and stepped outside.

Boarding a hovercar, Fang Mu headed straight for the city center.

Half an hour later, he stood before a bright and spotless building and strode inside…

The process of renting an apartment was swift—it was a well-established industry in this battleground metropolis. Fang Mu stated his requirements; the leasing company found suitable listings, he viewed video tours, signed the contract, made the payment… and he was ready to move in.

Fang Mu chose a community called "Bright Moon."

Bright Moon was a five-star hotel-style apartment complex, available for purchase or rent.

He selected a 148-square-meter unit valued at eighty million. If he sold off all his jagged hyenas, he could easily afford it.

But Fang Mu naturally had no intention of doing so; he chose to rent.

The rent was still exorbitant—98,000 per month, with a one-year contract and a deposit equal to one year's rent.

That added up to nearly 2.4 million.

And this was just the rental cost. Because it was a hotel-style residence, amenities like breakfast and dinner were provided. Of course… at an additional cost. The price depended on the cuisine—there were dishes made from Black Iron, Bronze, even Silver-tier battlefield creatures.

The cost of a dinner featuring Silver-tier ingredients could easily reach tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands…

Plus property management fees and other expenses…

Normal monthly spending could easily surpass three to four hundred thousand.

If it were the old Fang Mu, he could scarcely imagine it…

What? Renting a house costs three hundred thousand a month?

Just a few months ago, he had risked his life on the battlefield for a mere hundred thousand!

That meant if he wanted to live here for one month back then, he’d have to risk his life on the battlefield for an entire year!

But the Fang Mu of today was no longer the Fang Mu of the past.

Though he still felt a twinge of pain spending that much, considering he had earned over ten million just yesterday, this sum seemed trivial.

Fang Mu was beginning to understand the dull existence of the wealthy…

Is five million considered a fortune?

He recalled himself from a month ago.

Then sighed…

Perhaps not, really.

So, after signing the contract and making the payment, he had gradually withdrawn five million in cash from the ATM last night, depositing over four million into his “Fang Mu” account.

He rented the apartment under the identity of “Fang Mu.” The identity of “Yang Lin” served as a protective layer. Renting under “Yang Lin” would instantly expose him.

Using “Yang Lin”’s bank card to rent for “Fang Mu” was the same logic.

He did not want any intersection between “Yang Lin” and “Fang Mu” under any circumstances.

Now it seemed that only renting the apartment was a bit troublesome. For future expenses—buying gene serums, gunfighting skills, firearms—he could fully use the “Yang Lin” identity.

After all, consumables could not be tracked after purchase, but renting, buying houses or cars—these left clear traces.

Once the payment was complete, the staff politely helped Fang Mu install the Bright Moon community management app on his communicator and recorded his fingerprints and iris scan. He was now officially one of the owners of Bright Moon.

Of course, only temporarily.

Fang Mu immediately set off for Bright Moon.

Soon, he arrived at the community. As he approached the main gate, a scanner beeped, and a gentle woman’s voice came through the security room: “Welcome home.”

The gate slowly opened, and Fang Mu stepped inside.

A glance around, and a long breath escaped him.

A gentle breeze stirred; the community was spacious, with smooth streets flanked by tall trees. Behind lay lawns, dappled with sunlight through the leaves, creating a very comfortable atmosphere.

Fang Mu’s steps grew a bit lighter as he soon reached Building Five.

At the entrance of Building Five, the door opened naturally as he approached. Inside was a lobby akin to a hotel’s. Bright and spotless, furnished with enormous plush sofas, alongside coffee tables. A casual glance evoked a feeling of “inviting a few friends to lounge on these sofas, chatting leisurely through a relaxing afternoon—it was a wonderful pleasure in itself.”

“Mr. Fang, good day. I am your housekeeper, Liang Bingyun. Welcome home.”

As he looked, a soft voice sounded beside his ear. Fang Mu turned to see a professional woman dressed in a black skirt paired with sheer stockings.

She appeared about twenty-four or twenty-five, with slender legs and an upright figure, her beauty gentle and comfortable, her eyebrows soft. Wearing light makeup, she greeted Fang Mu warmly but without pressure.

Home…

Fang Mu nodded slightly, feeling somewhat sentimental, and smiled, “Hello.”

“Your room has been cleaned. The furniture is uniformly purchased by Bright Moon. Though all are top brands, if you have any other requests, please feel free to contact me anytime. We are here to serve you wholeheartedly.”

Liang Bingyun smiled at Fang Mu, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush… This owner was quite handsome.

Yet her professional demeanor led her to speak smoothly and warmly.

She knew that the owners of Bright Moon in this battleground metropolis, whether renting or buying, were all Evolutionaries.

And Evolutionaries…

Deserved cautious treatment.

Because Evolutionaries represented infinite possibilities.

They must never be underestimated or neglected simply because they hadn’t yet purchased property here.

“Alright, you go ahead and take care of your work. I’ll head upstairs to have a look.”

“Certainly. If you need anything, you can always call the front desk or notify us through the Bright Moon housekeeper app. We will respond immediately. Once again, welcome home.”

Liang Bingyun bowed slightly once more.

Fang Mu sighed inwardly…

This, damn it, is the power of money!

Where had he lived before?

Though it was just a few simple words, and he hadn’t even properly seen the room yet, it was enough to make him feel that spending over two million was truly worth it.