Hold on, the system and I have never been angry

Although these people had different skin colors, Lu Jinchao could still tell from them that they were "sallow and thin". Perhaps this planet was really short of food, so they would even treat fish monsters like this as food.

The people on the other side chattered in different languages. Lu Jinzhao could not understand a single word. Finally, the one who could speak a little common language stepped forward and said, "Please, please give us this fish monster. We are willing to perform the Bonanza Dance for you."

"What is Bonanza Dance?" Qiansui searched on the Star Network. "Bonanza means blessing. Bonanza Dance is actually a dance for praying for blessings. Dancing for heaven and earth can pray for good weather and good harvests in the coming year. Dancing for people can pray for both good fortune and luck... You think you can get this multi-ton fish monster with a song and dance performance???"

"I'll give it to you." Lu Jinzhao waved his hand, put away his fishing rod, folded up the stool, and walked upstream with the bucket.

A group of people on the other side of the river cried with joy, bowed to Lu Jinzhao, and clasped their hands together in various ways to pray.

Qiansui caught up with him and whispered, "Didn't you say you would never give it away for free? You're being so kind again."

"The fish meat tastes fishy and sour, and the internal organs are poisonous. It is not recommended for human beings to eat it." Lu Jinzhao uploaded the inspection records of the fish monster to the Spacetime Trading House and showed it to it. "Since they are so hungry that they will eat anything, it means they are really desperate. The fish monster is not portable and cannot be eaten. Why keep it?"

"So where are you going now?"

"The fish were scared away by the monster, so of course we should go fishing in another place." Lu Jinzhao lifted the fishing rod bag on his shoulder: "You seem to have misunderstood me all along, and always thought I was too kind. I am a person who is afraid of trouble. My principle of doing things is to make a profit for me. Whether it is emotional value, external material, or the ability to create a turnaround in the event at the time, I always want to achieve the same thing."

"It's not a misunderstanding." Qiansui lay down on top of his head and touched his face. "You humans have a saying that a gentleman is judged by deeds rather than by heart. Even though you may subconsciously weigh the pros and cons when helping others and choose the people to help, to them, your help is real and cannot be faked."

"What you said should be classified as hypocrisy, right?"

"So what if you are hypocritical? If you can pretend to be good to the end, then judging by the results, you are truly good."

"This cat is not big, but it has a big mouth and a lot of twisted theories." Lu Jinzhao was amused by it. He took out a cat strip in a transparent package, tore it open, and put it close to Qiansui's mouth. "Homemade, new flavor, want to try it?"

"You're using me as a guinea pig again, aren't you?" Qiansui licked the cat strips doubtfully, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then he held his host's hand and licked the cat strips frantically: "Mass production! Mass production! You will definitely become the richest man in the world if you sell cat strips!"

"It's tiring to run a store and a company, just keep it to yourself."

We walked upstream chatting and laughing, and saw a few people going to the toilet... and doing something in the wild as if no one was around... Although Qiansui would always turn on the mosaic function in front of his eyes at critical moments, it would not include things that fell out from the mosaic.

With just one glance, Lu Jinzhao felt like he was going blind. He had never disliked his bionic man's extraordinary eyesight as much as he did now.

"What? After all, there are so many races in the universe, and it's normal for some to be more open. Just think of it as looking at the African world..." Qiansui silently covered his eyes for him, and then added a few usage scenarios and precautions to the mosaic function, and said awkwardly: "This fish doesn't have to be caught in this river, let's change the river."

"Forget it." Lu Jinchao looked up at the sky speechlessly, "Let's leave this terrible planet and go somewhere else to play."

"Okay, okay, I'll call the fighter back."

Even after getting on the fighter jet and leaving the surface of the planet, the image he had caught a glimpse of still lingered in Lu Jinzhao's mind. He simply poked Qiansui and said, "Do you have any more amnesia spray? Give me some."

Qiansui shook his head: "No, the amnesia spray is effective on the body. You are a bionic person without neurons, so the spray will be useless."

Lu Jinchao looked at Qiansui with eyes that looked as if he had been dead for a long time, and asked, "Is there no short-term memory sealer that works on the soul?"

Sometimes, having a good memory is not a good thing.

"Yes. But you may have some side effects after using it."

"for example?"

"It is said that 90 percent of people will have nightmares after spraying."

"It's okay, give me some."

Qiansui took out something that looked like a telescope and hesitated: "Do you really want to do this? I heard that you will dream about the most unforgettable scene in your life, and it's not the happy kind..."

"It's okay, come on." Lu Jinzhao opened his eyes and stared at the light that suddenly lit up, his consciousness gradually becoming blurred.

In an ordinary rented bungalow, a girl was sitting upright on a chair doing her homework. From the cover of her exercise book, it could be seen that she was currently in the fifth grade of primary school.

There is a billiard table in her small yard, and two neighbors are playing billiards while chatting. The noisy environment did not affect the girl's concentration on calculating math problems. She recited the formulas and calculated on the draft paper.

About half an hour later, after finishing her homework, the girl stretched her neck and shouted towards the kitchen: "Mom! I've finished my homework. Please check it and sign it for me!"

"I'm here." The mother came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, picked up the girl's homework book and began to check, "You didn't write this question correctly. You made a mistake in the calculation here. Recalculate it again."

The girl nodded: "Oh, this is the only one that's wrong, right?"

"Well, you recalculate this problem and then copy it fifty times."

"Mom, fifty times is too much, can you do it less? I've agreed with Niuniu next door that we should go out and play together, or can I copy it when I come back?"

The father, who had just returned home from work, walked in, put down his motorcycle keys, heard the conversation between the mother and daughter, walked over, grabbed the back of the girl's seat, and pushed force towards himself, easily pushing his daughter's seat down.

He said loudly in his usual serious tone, "Just copy if your mom asks you to. You can still make a mistake on such a simple math problem. Are you a pig?! Just copy if you are asked to. There is no need to talk nonsense. If you don't copy, you will not be allowed to have dinner!"

The girl fell to the ground. She was wearing thin clothes in the scorching sun, and when she supported herself with her elbows, she accidentally scraped her skin on the rough concrete floor. She felt aggrieved, but did not dare to cry. She silently straightened the chair, sat back, and began to copy the wrong questions.

Not long after, Niuniu from next door came to play with the girl, and she could only shake her head: "Sorry, I'm still copying the wrong questions. Can you wait for me for a while? I'm almost done."

Niuniu smiled and replied: "Okay, you copy it, I'll wait for you next to me."

The girl brought some fruit to Niuniu: "Eat this, I'll be ready soon."

Niuniu looked around the simple one-bedroom apartment and asked curiously, "Don't you have a TV at home? Don't you usually watch TV?"

It was around 2010, when big-headed TVs were relatively popular. The girl could only shake her head awkwardly: "I didn't buy a TV because my mom said that watching it would affect my studies."

"Oh, okay then...Do you have any extracurricular reading materials at home? Grimm's Fairy Tales and One Thousand and One Nights or something like that?"

The girl continued to shake her head awkwardly: "Neither do I..."

After waiting for about ten minutes, Niuniu got a little bored. She sighed and said, "Don't you have any entertainment activities at home? What do you usually do at home?"

The girl's mother passed by with food in her hand and placed it on the square table behind the girl. As she walked, she spoke in an uncomfortable tone: "Of course our Xiaonian is studying hard. She is not like some people who just play all day. If she had more sense, she shouldn't come to our Xiaonian at this time and delay her homework."

Although Niuniu didn't understand the indirect criticism, she could tell that her aunt didn't like her. After hesitating for a while, she stood up with an ugly look on her face and said, "...I'm going back."

The girl named Xiao Nian stretched out her hand to try to keep her, but her mother pulled her back: "Have you finished copying the wrong questions? Hurry up and finish copying. Come and eat."

Xiao Nian lowered her head: "Oh."

At dinner time, the neighbors who were playing billiards in the yard outside dispersed. Xiao Nian's father came in with dozens of bills for the billiard table. He took out two one-dollar bills and slapped them on the table. He said to Xiao Nian, "Go buy me a bottle of beer. Make sure it's iced."

Xiao Nian came back from buying beer and sat down to eat. Her mother put some meat in her bowl while mumbling, "Don't play with that girl. I've asked her and she ranks last in her class. Don't get too close to her or she'll lead you astray!"

The father picked up the screwdriver hanging on the wall, opened the beer bottle, and poured it into a disposable cup. "Your mother is talking to you, why don't you answer her?"

Xiao Nian nodded quickly: "Oh, I remember."

The father drank and shook his head, muttering, "This child is not lively at all. He doesn't have the vigor and vitality that a child should have. I don't know who he looks like."

Lu Jinzhao stood not far away and watched everything quietly.

The scene changes.

Judging from Xiaonian's suddenly taller stature and school uniform, she is now in junior high school.

The bus was packed with people. They passed through Lu Jinzhao's empty body and started to squeeze in like a human bun.

Xiao Nian took the Chinese textbook and reviewed the content to be memorized today. The class teacher was very strict with the dictation, and only one mistake was allowed. If there were more than two mistakes, it would be a failure. If it was a failure, the student would have to run exercises or copy as punishment.

After the morning self-study, Xiao Nian accidentally made two mistakes in punctuation marks. As the head teacher was too busy to check and punish her by copying, she had no choice but to start running exercises as she had always had poor physical fitness.

As she was running, she tripped over a rock and her right arm hit the ground hard. She rolled on the spot for several rounds in pain until the pain gradually subsided. She moved her arm and found that it seemed fine, so she continued to get up and run the rest of the lap.

Back in the teaching building, the female classmate who was counting laps in the corridor asked with concern: "You just fell down, and you rolled on the ground in pain. Are you okay?"

Xiao Nian touched the bones on his arm and grasped them with his right palm several times. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, at least it didn't hurt: "It should be fine."

The female classmate gently touched her arm and said, "It feels a little dislocated. You should ask your parents to take you to see a doctor and take a CT scan to put your mind at ease."

Xiao Nian returned home, put down his schoolbag, rolled up his right school uniform sleeve, and stretched his arm in front of his mother: "Mom, I fell this afternoon and my hand hurts a lot. Now the bones feel a little strange. My classmates said it would be best to take a CT scan. Can you take me to see it?"

The mother didn't even look at her, and continued cutting vegetables: "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Nian answered truthfully: "It doesn't hurt now."

"If it doesn't hurt, then it's fine. Don't make a fuss. A trip to the hospital costs a lot of money! Be a good boy in school and don't cause trouble for me!" The mother suddenly thought of something and paused in her cutting of vegetables: "You think you don't have to do your homework if you go to the hospital to get a plaster cast? I'm telling you, that's impossible. Even if your hand is broken, you have to finish your homework. Do you hear me?"

Xiao Nian: "Oh..."

Lu Jinzhao subconsciously reached for his right forearm, but felt nothing. He realized that he was dreaming.

Even if it was a physical body, it was not his original body now. He could not feel the arm bone that had been broken and grown again but was still abnormally protruding.

The scene jumped again, and the time came to Xiaonian High School. She had short hair with bangs, black-framed glasses, loose school uniforms, and an average figure. She was the type that would not stand out wherever she went. But Lu Jinzhao still recognized her in the crowd at a glance.

She was wearing a pair of white shoes that cost twenty yuan, carrying her schoolbag and rushing towards the school gate, feeling lucky that she made it to the bell for evening self-study.

In her schoolbag were several boxes of steaming fried rice and fried noodles, as well as a few cups of ice-cold milk tea. She shouted into the classroom, "The meal is here. Wu Ming, your milk tea and fried noodles are thirteen yuan in total. Chen Lu, your fried noodles are six yuan. xx, yours..."

Chen Lu took the fried noodles and winked at Xiao Nian, "I've transferred it to you on WeChat."

"Ahem." The head teacher appeared behind her: "Is this how day students go to school? Doing business in the classroom? Why don't you just stop studying and set up a stall outside?"

Xiao Nian's face turned pale instantly, and she was too scared to speak.

The head teacher turned to Chen Lu and held out his hand: "I heard you say you transferred the WeChat message to her. Hand over your phone."

Chen Lu handed over her phone with a bitter face. The head teacher turned to the others and said, "Evening self-study will start soon. You are not allowed to eat during class. If I catch you again, you will suffer the consequences!"

"And you, Chu Nian, come to my office after the first period."

Chu Nian: "...Okay."

After spending the first evening self-study session anxiously, Chu Nian knocked on the office door.

After the head teacher said "come in", he looked at her unkindly and said, "I just called your parents and they said your grades have dropped several places. Every day you help the boarding students bring all kinds of food and power banks to earn pocket money. Your parents said they have never shortchanged you of pocket money. You have 100 yuan for food a week. Now you have one and a half days off a week in the second year of high school. You have 16 meals in five and a half days. Isn't 100 yuan enough for food?"

Chu Nian tried to explain: "The money I usually use to buy stationery is also from my living expenses, which is not enough... I don't dare to ask my parents for it, so..."

The head teacher sneered, "Okay, let's not talk about your running errands. I heard from them that you are in love too early. You like the boy sitting behind you? I also told your parents about this. They said they will do some ideological work on you when they go back. You have to listen to your parents."

Chu Nian's pupils trembled and he was so nervous that he lost his words.

I can't remember how I left the office and returned to the classroom.

I only remember that at the very end, I received two hard slaps on the face from my father, even breaking one of the legs of my glasses. I also wrote a letter of guarantee swearing that I would never fall in love while studying, and only then was the matter over.

Lu Jinzhao looked at the girl who was covering her face and crying silently, and tried to reach out and touch her head, but unfortunately, he could only watch Chu Nian's figure disappear before his eyes.

He laughed at himself: "So this is what a nightmare is like."

Then the picture changed again.

Lu Jinzhao's tone became impatient: "Again? It's not over yet, right?"