Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Chu Yao opened his eyes, and in front of him was an endless sea of ​​grass, with the breeze blowing and the blue waves rippling.

She was very sure that she was in a dream, because it was so quiet here, there was no sound of wind, there were no other creatures, and she was the only one between heaven and earth.

Although it was empty and quiet here, it was a good place to clear her thoughts, and this was in a dream, so she didn't have to worry about what she had to do in reality.

Regarding the matter of Chu Yao being switched when he was born, because it was too old, the hospital's monitoring was not preserved, and there was no result.

However, Ji Jinchen said that he would help her contact the former director of the hospital to see if she could find other women who gave birth that day, and perhaps what they and their families would see.

As for the Sky Eye that she has been unable to use recently, she has been able to determine that it is related to the kind of writing in Qin Wu's memory.

Because it is most similar to the "Qitan" style in Sanskrit, Professor Ye called it Qitan style.

The Qitan article contains power that does not belong to this world. If Chu Yao wants to solve its mystery, he must find a way to translate the last sentence, which is also the crucial sentence.

Chu Yao woke up and looked at the time on her phone. It was already past eight o'clock.

She and Ji Jinchen had made an appointment to see the school's art exhibition, and now there was less than an hour left.

She hurriedly got up and washed up. When she came to the restaurant, she was still a little groggy.

"Morning." Chu Yao yawned and sat on his seat.

In addition to the usual breakfasts, there was also a bowl of sugar-steamed cheese in front of her. She took a spoonful of it, and it was smooth and tender in the mouth, with a rich milky aroma.

After she finished eating, she realized that she was the only one who had this bowl of sugar-steamed cheese, at least not Ji Jinchen.

"How is it?" There was a faint smile in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to Chu Yao's evaluation.

"It's very good, I like it very much." Chu Yao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you make it? Do you use me as a food tester?"

"Yeah." He nodded lightly and admitted simply.

Of course, he would never say that he had eaten all the more than twenty failed bowls in the past week.

After breakfast, the two of them walked to the garage together. Since they were going to the school to visit the exhibition, Ji Jinchen deliberately chose a less outstanding car.

Even though it was the cheapest one in his garage, it still cost over seven figures and thankfully didn’t attract much attention.

As soon as Chu Yao got off the car, she saw Ye Xiangling standing at the school gate. She waved to Chu Yao happily.

Since she solved her psychological problem, her overall complexion has improved a lot. She has also gained some weight and is not as scary as before.

However, Chu Yao found that Ye Xiangling's eyes seemed to be a little evasive when he looked at him. Could it be that Ye Xiangling was hiding something from her?

"Who is this?" Ye Xiangling glanced at Ji Jinchen beside her curiously.

"He's my friend, his name is Ji Jinchen. This is Ye Xiangling." Chu Yao said with a smile.

"Hello." Ji Jinchen nodded slightly, his tone a little distant.

"Hello, Ji...Mr. Ji." Ye Xiangling said nervously.

She didn't know why, but just saying hello made her feel as uneasy as if she was chosen by the teacher to answer a question in class.

However, although Mr. Ji, who was as cold as an iceberg, kept away from others, his gaze towards Chu Yao was obviously a little different.

Ye Xiangling took them to the art exhibition hall. To her surprise, the hall was empty.

"How could this happen? I remember that the college issued thousands of tickets. How could there be so few people today..." Ye Xiangling said with confusion.

The art exhibition at Teito University is always crowded with people every year, and no one else can get the tickets. How come there are not many tourists visiting this time?

The next second, Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen spoke at the same time.

"What's on the second floor?"

"They all seemed to be heading upstairs."

Ye Xiangling carefully observed the flow of the crowd, and it was true as they said, everyone was rushing to the second floor, leaving only a few tourists in the exhibition hall on the first floor.

She was still a little confused and said: "The second floor is full of large paintings and some statues, but these were relatively unpopular in the past. How about we go up and take a look?"

"Okay." Chu Yao nodded.

As soon as they reached the stairwell, they found that there was already a sea of ​​people in front of them.

People's eyes were full of enthusiasm and fascination. They didn't care about anything else, they just kept moving forward, like a group of zombies smelling the smell of meat.

"I really want to see that painting with my own eyes."

"It would be nice to get closer. I can't see clearly from here."

"Why are you squeezing? You stepped on my foot!"

Ye Xiangling said in surprise: "What's going on? Why do I feel... a little abnormal?"

As she was talking, she was hit hard by someone. Fortunately, Chu Yao pulled her up. If she accidentally fell into the crowd, she would definitely be trampled and seriously injured.

"Hey, what's wrong with this guy? He's not apologizing..." She complained softly, and then she noticed that the faces of the people around her were all filled with the same weird smile, as if they were carved from the same mold!

Ye Xiangling felt uneasy in her heart. Could it have been caused by the manuscript paper?

That day, after she handed in the painting, she suddenly remembered that the draft she had left behind had not yet been processed. However, she turned her home and studio upside down and could not find the draft paper.

Could it be that it was picked up by students in the studio?

But with so many people coming in and out of the studio every day, she couldn't ask them one by one like checking their household registration.

She didn't dare to tell Chu Yao about this matter, always thinking that she could solve it by herself, but as of today, she still doesn't know the whereabouts of the manuscript paper.