System: Card drawing in progress

Chi Yu understood that this matter was ultimately due to lack of money. A penny can make a hero fall. As an older brother, he took on the responsibility of an older brother and chose to support his younger brother to study and become a warrior.

Otherwise, you can't ask your brother to provide for him, right?

He doesn't have the nerve to mention this matter yet.

She felt that it would be a waste of talent if this genius was wasted.

In fact, China has done very well. As orphans, they receive subsidies before they reach adulthood, so they can have enough food and clothing. They also have nine years of compulsory education and can study wisely.

If you want to eat well, you have to work hard.

This is already good.

It means that warriors have not yet been included in the compulsory education system, and those who want to learn can only pay for it themselves, just like the different departments in universities.

There is no subsidy if you don’t become a warrior.

"I... can provide you with a warrior, on the condition that you join Xingchen. How about that? Would you like to consider it?"

Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. It is easy for people with special abilities to make money. They can earn a lot just by going out of the city and killing a monster.

The same goes for warriors. As long as they stand out, it is easy to make money.

Even if you earn more, you won’t spend less.

"I……"

Jian Mingluo was a little hesitant. In fact, he was already moved, but when he thought of his younger brother Jian Minghao, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on him. He sobered up instantly. He could not gamble, and he dared not gamble. If he lost the bet, it would not only be his life that would be the culprit.

It was obvious that the boy was struggling. When he was about to give an answer, Chi Yu stopped him and waved her hand:

"You can think about it first, don't rush to answer me."

Seeing that he took the matter to heart, Chi Yu spoke again:

"Since you are here, it is fate. Let me introduce you to the people here! You can call me Jiaoyang. This is a code name..."

I introduced them one by one, and finally came to the mirror:

"This is Jing, the owner of this space. She has a very high authority in this space. If you want to trade, you can ask for her help and sign a contract. If you want to trade with someone alone, you can also ask Jing to isolate a separate space...

By the way, you can also come up with a code name for yourself. After all, we can’t keep calling you “you, you, you.”

"Code name?"

Jian Mingluo lowered his eyes, "Just call him a worker!"

Chi Yu heard the self-mockery in his words and felt that he looked much more pleasing to the eye now than his previous timid look.

"The stars gather once a month on this day of each month. If you want to participate, remember to accept Jing's invitation on this day of next month.

If you want to leave, just sit on any chair and silently say "leave" three times. "

Watching Jian Mingluo's figure turn into a cloud of mist and gradually disappear, Chi Yu, who was sitting upright, relaxed and leaned lazily against the back of the chair, hoping that the next genius would not appear so suddenly.

"Ah~"

She let out a long sigh. Her "Star" organization was just a shell and nothing else. Even the members were all her cards. Apart from her, the real person, there was no one else. It was like an empty shell.

Jian Mingluo was fine, as he had not yet made up his mind to join Xingchen. Adhering to the philosophy of "the more you talk, the more mistakes you make", he did not dare to ask too many questions, and was also afraid that if he knew too much, it would be difficult for him to withdraw.

Therefore, I suppressed my inner doubts and did not ask.

What happens next?

From Chi Yu's perspective, Jian Mingluo would not be someone willing to be an ordinary person. The chances of her proposal being accepted would be as high as 70%, which was already a lot.

After joining, whether actively or passively, he will know a lot of information about the organization. How can he be fooled then?

Oh, my head hurts again.

As for finding some random people to make up the numbers?

She would not do that. It would be more difficult to deal with the mixed hearts of people, and she would have to deal with the investigation of the Bureau of Special Investigations on top of that. That would be asking for trouble.

At worst, I can just read more novels and make up some lies recently!

……

Jian Mingluo woke up from his sleep with a start, thinking that he had just had a dream that was too real. Without turning on the light, he slowly sat up from the bed, leaned against the headboard, hugged his knees with his hands, and curled himself up into a ball.

He remembered everything in the dream, and it was precisely because of this that he felt so lost. He wished he was really a genius.

But he was clearly aware that he was just an ordinary person. No, perhaps even worse than an ordinary person. He and his brother were both orphans. If it were not for the subsidies from the country, he would not have lived to this age.

But life after growing up was not as good as he had imagined. The subsidy would stop when he became an adult, and he would have to move out of the orphanage, rent a house, earn money to eat, and if he continued to study, he would also need to earn tuition and living expenses.

Everything came towards him like a rolling tide.

It made him feel a little desperate.

As he and his younger brother were not yet adults, they had no way to make money, so he could only hide his age and do odd jobs. Over the years, he had saved some money, which was earned by the two of them through frugality.

A total of five thousand three hundred and twelve yuan, some in odds and some in wholes, was enough for both of them.

This amount of money is a drop in the bucket for the three years of high school tuition, not to mention the living expenses. If you choose to study military science, the cost will be even higher.

As he listed one item after another in the notebook, Jian Mingluo was silent. He knew that it was impossible for both of them to study.

With the efforts of two people, at most they can only support one person to study and practice martial arts, and this is when the other person works hard to earn money.

This means that one of the two people has to give up their studies and future to pave the way for the other.

And this person, Jian Mingluo chose himself. As an older brother, he must be responsible and have a sense of responsibility.

But in the dead of night, did Jian Mingluo really have no regrets? Wasn't he unwilling to accept it?

Of course he has some too. He is a human being, he has emotions and thoughts. He is not a saint. Even if he were a saint, he would occasionally have some bad thoughts!

The reason why they can be called saints is that they suppress their own malice, regulate their own behavior, and express their thoughts through their words and deeds.

Jian Mingluo is actually not that old, he is still a teenager. When he breaks down, he will hide in his bed and cry bitterly, thinking, why is it me who has to give up? Why must he give up?

But when he wakes up, he will bury everything deep in his heart and continue to work hard.

He was actually a little tired. This dream was a beautiful dream for him:

"Gorgeous? Me? Is there such a frustrated genius?"

There was a hint of self-mockery in his voice, as well as expectations that he himself had not even noticed.

I took the phone from the bedside and checked the time:

"It's getting late. Go to bed early. You have to get up early for work tomorrow."

After putting the phone back and preparing to lie down, Jian Mingluo widened his eyes and turned on the bedside lamp. A small star mark was faintly visible on his wrist.