Chapter 1, Droste collects rent!

"Oh." Droste sighed, looked at the few views on the magic screen, and buried his head in his quilt.

"No one is coming~~"

It is already nine o'clock in the morning on Saturday. As this is a relatively remote street in the Trip district, it is undoubtedly a bit difficult for me to find a tenant here.

The main bustling area is still in the city center. It is lively, has many shops, and often has various strange creatures from foreign countries.

For example, the minotaur is strong and has muscles as hard as stone.

For example, the long-legged female elves of Xumo in the Elf Kingdom.

Those female elves had graceful figures and fair skin, and wore thin gauze that only covered the key parts, which matched their pure and flawless faces.

Then he bowed gently: "Hello, Master Droste~"

My mind seemed to be numbed to the bones by the sweet voice of the elf girl.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, Droste muttered.

After taking his hands out of the quilt, Droste began to look through the street photos of the apartment on his magic camera.

The neat and uniform streets were deserted and there were few people.

Three shops in Drost are located on the street, with flower beds and decorations around them, and big words "For Rent" on the doors.

All of them fully reflect the landlord's intentions in collecting rent.

Maybe?

Isn't this a great shot?! Why is no one here? Strange.

Droste was a little unhappy.

As a failed novelist who traveled through time, Droste woke up in this big house at the beginning of the story.

While Droste was still confused, the real estate organization of Monk City came to his door.

Inform Droste that his parents have been dead for half a month, and if he does not sign the properties into his name today, the real estate organization will take back the properties.

He was so scared that he signed quickly, writing crookedly - Simpson Droste Primo.

After signing, he looked at the properties under his name.

A big villa, a gorgeous big villa in the Trip area.

There are three sets of shops on the commercial street, not far from the big villa.

At the beginning, there is only one person on the household registration book, but he also owns several properties that can be rented out for profit.

Droste didn't know whether he should cry or feel sad.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Droste sighed again and got up slowly.

The weather outside the window is slightly cool, but not cold, and there is a fresh scent in the air.

The sun shines through the sparse clouds and shines on the leaves, making them look even greener. The leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if telling their own stories.

This is the weather in Monk City in April.

Droste withdrew his eyes from looking out the window, and ruffled his hair in front of the mirror while brushing his teeth.

His dark green hair looked messy and disorderly, his eyes had dark circles from staying up late, and his pupils were black, which was somewhat uncommon in the continent of Val.

He is 1.84 meters tall and has a slender figure.

Droste spat out the foam in his mouth with a "Puh" sound, then looked at himself in the mirror with a smile on his face.

Just as Droste was looking in the mirror, someone knocked on the door of his villa.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

The sound was neither hurried nor slow, and the knock on the door seemed a little light.

"Who is it?" Drost quickly spit out the mouthwash, wiped his face with a towel, and went downstairs in his slippers. "Knocking on the door so early." Drost pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, not noticing that it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

"Click."

The door opened, and at that moment, Droste saw the holy light.

Oh, although Droste has always been an atheist, he actually has an extremely high admiration for the angels who have holy light and revealing clothes.

After all, it was a complete contrast, and Droste’s friends liked it very much.

Turn your gaze back to the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a mature and steady elf lady dragging her luggage and looking haggard.

Mrs. Elf is very lovely in appearance.

She has a hot body and is wearing a white chiffon skirt, which makes her look hazy.

Her light golden pigtails were tied up and placed on her chest, and she had a pretty face and a slender white neck.

But this hairstyle is a bit dangerous.

Droste glanced at it and thought to himself.

A cool top with a chiffon skirt, a slender waist and white long legs, and a pair of transparent sandals on her feet.

Jade!
Mrs. Elf was wearing a pair of transparent high-heeled sandals. The thin decorative white straps could not completely cover her tender white feet. From the side, one could see the perfect arch line of her foot, like a flawless work of art.

The whole person looked a little dusty, but the pure aura made the evil demon Droste afraid to approach.

Droster was still admiring her, but the lady opposite him was a little embarrassed by his burning gaze. She lowered her eyebrows shyly and said, "Um. Excuse me, are you Mr. Simpson?"

Droste was startled and quickly looked up, only to see his wife's peach blossom eyes looking at him with watery eyes.

Madam's eyes are so charming.

Droste was dazed for a moment, then immediately came to his senses and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes! May I ask who this lady is...?"

"Well, I...I heard that you have a shop ready for rent?"

Mrs. Elf nodded gently, her voice very gentle.

At this moment, a pleasant electronic sound suddenly came from Droste's mind.

"Start! The different world rental system has been successfully activated!"

What! It's coming!

As a time traveler, Droste was looking forward to the appearance of the golden finger, but unfortunately, for so long, apart from eating a little more every day, there was nothing special about him!
now!

Humph, tenant, I will make sure he never comes back!

Deng Deng Deng!
Isabel looked at the unbelievably young boy in front of her, and suddenly smiled. She felt a little funny, gently covered her mouth, and reminded him with a chuckle:
"That little shopkeeper, is he still listening?"

"Ah, oh."

Droste came back to his senses, not paying attention to the system that kept beeping in his mind. He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said apologetically:

"Well, if you are planning to rent a store, why don't I take you there to have a look? I can introduce it to you along the way."

"Ok."

After saying this, Droste was about to walk out of the room, but he forgot that he was wearing simple pajamas and smiled apologetically:
"It's really rude to dress like this, I'd better go change my clothes. Oh, by the way, my name is Simpson Droste Primo, what's your name?"

"My full name is Sherwood Isabel Meredith. You can just call me Isabel."

Isabel looked at Droste seriously and said.

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