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

Only more than five hours had passed since Chu Yao and Ling Feng entered the game, and the game world collapsed.

After the game was forcibly shut down, the two of them woke up.

In order to prevent himself and Ling Feng from being trapped in the game world, Chu Yao first went home and got an incense burner, and then used the incense ashes to create a dream where he was playing a game.

In other words, they were not just in the game world, but in the dream game world.

Since it is a dream, as the master of the tapir beast, Chu Yao can naturally control the dream as he wishes.

If "Cooking Town Story" is a real game, the incense burner cannot change real things, but this game is a world built in the consciousness, giving Chu Yao an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Ling Feng felt confused and a little dizzy at this time, and there seemed to be something in his hand.

He opened his palm, and it was a business card that said Xiangyong Dehou Ceramics Factory.

"Director, we have located the accurate server address!" a programmer said excitedly.

Ling Feng rubbed his sore temples, stood up, and walked to the programmer's computer screen.

On the map, a small red dot marked the address of the server. Lingfeng took a closer look and saw that it was Xiangyong Dehou Ceramics Factory.

In the tea room, mothers were holding their lost children and crying loudly, while the faces of these young people were more or less confused.

They don't know how long they have been missing, and they have also lost their memories in the game world.

When they woke up, they found themselves in a strange place, and the investigators took them to the tea room.

Teacher Yu saw Chu Yao passing by outside the door, quickly wiped away his tears and chased after him.

"Xiao Chu, I know that you Feng Shui masters must collect money to do things. You can take the money." Teacher Yu put the banknotes into Chu Yao's hand.

Chu Yao took two from them and said with a smile: "These are enough. You took care of me for three years in high school, how could you collect so much."

"No... you don't know..." Teacher Yu murmured.

She hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind and said: "Although I have signed an agreement with them and cannot reveal anything, Xiao Chu, I don't think this matter can be kept secret from you forever!"

"Them? What's the matter?" Chu Yao was stunned for a moment. Is there anything else she doesn't know?

"Do you still remember your high school tuition? It was 1,400 yuan a year." Teacher Yu asked, "But the school only charged you the tuition for the first year, and exempted it for you in the next two years, right?"

Chu Yao nodded, it was indeed the case. The 1,400 yuan paid in the first year was made up by Grandpa Qin's sale of the orchids he had raised for many years.

"Actually, the school does not have a tuition fee reduction policy. But in your sophomore year of high school, someone found me. They gave me a sum of money and asked me to help you pay the tuition and book fees, and also asked me to take care of you more. ." Teacher Yu said slowly.

"They were the ones who contacted you for the interview after you finished the college entrance examination. I didn't understand why they didn't sponsor you to go to college. Later I found out that they had expected that you would be recognized by your family..."

"I don't know who they are. They are definitely not from the county. Maybe they have something to do with your family."

Chu Yao recalled her memories in high school. Except for the first year's tuition, she had never paid a penny for the class's usual printing materials, book fees, physical examination fees, and school uniform fees.

At that time, Teacher Yu said that the money was deducted from her scholarship.

But now that she thinks about it, this matter is very unreasonable. How much scholarship can a high school in a county have? It only costs two to three hundred yuan to last.

These miscellaneous expenses may not seem like much, but the accumulated bits and pieces over the past three years amount to at least one to two thousand yuan.

But in the end, she still had about 100 yuan left in the scholarship.

Seeing Chu Yao's silence, Teacher Yu added, "If you want to contact them, I will go back and send you the name and phone number of the person who signed the agreement at that time."

"No need." Chu Yaoyang used his eyes on the money handed over by Teacher Yu and saw the scene where she signed the agreement.

The man's surname was Chen. From his name to his appearance, he was very ordinary. Judging from his appearance, he had most likely moved abroad in the past few years.

The other party specially found such a person to sign the agreement, and it was clear that they wanted to hide their identity.

So, if you want to look for the person behind him, you will definitely not be able to find him.

"Well, then..." Teacher Yu said calmly, "The money must be collected, it must be collected."

Chu Yao returned the money with a smile and said, "The kindness you treat me can't be bought with money. Let's talk about money, and we'll get into trouble."

Although Teacher Yu initially accepted the money, her care for Chu Yao cannot be measured in thousands of dollars.

Every time Chu Yao went to her office, she would stuff Chu Yao with snacks and fruits from time to time, for fear that she would be hungry; one winter, she said that the scarf she knitted for her son was short. If Chu Yao didn't dislike it, she would She would take it home and wear it; during festivals, she would use her own money to prepare rice dumplings, moon cakes, and dumplings for the students in the class.

There are too many things like this.

She sincerely loves her students as her own children. What is even more rare is that during adolescence when students are sensitive, she is the one who guides them to discover the bright spots in their classmates.

Under her leadership, no student in the class will be looked down upon by others. Some have good grades, some are good at speaking, some are light and healthy, and some are clever...

"Okay, the chatting time is over. There is still business waiting for you." Ling Feng leaned on the door frame and said to Teacher Yu, "Don't worry, she has nothing else but a lot of money."

Chu Yao glanced at him speechlessly. With such a low emotional intelligence, he deserved to have no friends.

Now that they knew the specific location of the server, the two immediately rushed to Xiangyong Village.

Xiangyong Village is a very dilapidated village. There is a large and spacious river next to the village. The black river water has a rotten smell.

Some slogans with a sense of the times were painted with red paint on the wall near the entrance of the village, including "Have fewer children and plant more trees", "Boys and girls are the same", "It's better to have only one", and one was particularly outrageous. It reads: "It is forbidden to dump garbage into the river, and those who violate it will lose their descendants."