Sister Jiaojiao was way too generous!
Chu Fu was genuinely moved.
She even had a feeling that Sister Jiaojiao wouldn’t log off because she was afraid of playing alone and feeling lonely.
When it came to being a good person, Sister Jiaojiao really nailed it.
“No problem, Sister Jiaojiao. The two of us can run the nightmare dungeon one more time. You can also bring a level 2 friend—it’s like buy one, get one free.”
Sister Jiaojiao’s eyes lit up immediately.
“Alright! I’ll call someone!”
She scrolled through her friend list of over a thousand people, searched a bit, and found a candidate.
“You it is, Shafu Liangu.”
She quickly got in touch with the other person, and they were naturally willing to come.
But just then, she noticed a message.
It was from “Sha Huanyu Kuangba.”
“Is the offer you mentioned earlier—the one million for killing me—still valid?”
The sender had already logged off.
She hadn’t seen the message.
After a moment of thought, she left a reply for the other person anyway.
“It’s still valid. Are you trying to get rich behind Plant Girl and the wheelchair user? Or are you short on cash? Just say the word. I’m not short on money. Worst case, you can be my bodyguard later.”
Of course, the other person didn’t respond. Sister Jiaojiao closed the chat window.
Soon, a new player joined the group.
【Shafu Liangu】Level 2, Class: Gu Master.
Seeing this name, Chu Fu couldn’t help but worry about the person’s husband.
“Lian Gu, no rush to come over. Can you help bring some medicine and a few space backpacks?”
“No problem.”
“Alright, do you have enough money on hand? We can list something on the trade site. I’ll sell you 4 silver coins for free.”
Every new player starts with a backpack that has 10 slots and can equip up to 4 extra backpacks.
The general store in the beginner village sells space backpacks—though they’re labeled as crude space backpacks, each one adds 5 more slots, for a total of 20 extra spaces.
“No need to hassle. I’ve got enough money!”
Shafu Liangu refused. She spent 4 silver coins on four backpacks herself, grabbed some extra medicine, and headed to the Wheat Field dungeon entrance.
From a distance, Chu Fu spotted a tall, beautiful woman with short hair cropped at her ears and a high-end, world-weary expression.
What stood out most was a tattoo on her wrist—a spider. But upon closer look, beneath the tattoo was a deep scar.
She looked like a woman with a story.
When Shafu Liangu arrived, she efficiently handed over the backpacks to Chu Fu.
“Lian Gu, here, take these! And this skill book—see if you can learn it.”
Sister Jiaojiao pulled out a Sunflower Staff, a Rat Servant Summon, a Rat Queen Robe, and some other mage-friendly gear, assembling a full set. She handed it all to Shafu Liangu.
Upon seeing this, the woman’s eyes widened in surprise. She gave Sister Jiaojiao a long look and said, “How much is all this worth on the market? I’ll pay you.”
“Are you trying to make me feel bad? I don’t need your money!” Sister Jiaojiao was the richest around.
“Paying is just good sense. But you giving me stuff—that’s kindness. Don’t let money ruin a friendship. Even a little money can turn couples into enemies.” Shafu Liangu’s voice was low, as if her words carried a hidden meaning.
But Sister Jiaojiao said, “It depends on whether you think it’s worth it. If you feel uncomfortable, receiving gifts from me just stresses you out.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got some money too.”
“Alright then. Plant Girl, help calculate the market price. I didn’t remember.”
Then Sister Jiaojiao gave Chu Fu a wink from the side.
Chu Fu was amused and also saw a private message from Sister Jiaojiao:
“Give her 50% off.”
What a money-blowing rich sister.
Chu Fu had to lower the price a bit from the market value and finally settled on 12 silver coins.
“That’s not enough, is it? Take 20 silver coins. Don’t short yourself! Don’t waste money—did your family’s fortune get blown in by the wind?”
“My family’s money came from my parents working for it. They built their empire. My mom worked herself to death, and my dad got promoted, got rich, and got a new wife. Now they’ve given me a bunch of younger brothers. If I don’t spend this money, my dad will spend it on other people. So I’m going to spend it all carelessly!”
Sister Jiaojiao said it matter-of-factly.
Shafu Liangu fell silent for a moment.
“That money is well spent.”
Chu Fu was speechless and quietly said, “Is everyone ready? Take your potions. Let’s enter the dungeon!”
...
In a high-end apartment complex in Linjiang City.
The nutrient solution in the game pod slowly drained, revealing Shen Chi’s figure.
As the pod opened, a beeping sound went off. In the living room, an elegant, tall woman rushed over.
“A-Chi, how was it? Did you have fun? Did you adapt well inside?”
Shen Chi almost instinctively tried to stand up, like he could in the game—to walk-like, but his lower body had no feeling at all.
For a few seconds, he was disoriented.
“It was great. In the game, it’s really great. Especially great!”
He could run, he could fight, he could even fly.
“That’s good. Too bad your dad and I got placed in Zone 039. We can’t play with you!” The woman sounded regretful.
“Who brings their parents to play games? Go have fun with your retired friends! But I met a girl in the game today.”
Shen Chi’s mother’s eyes lit up, but then dimmed. Her son was like this now, probably unable to find love—let alone settle down. Even if he liked a girl, they wouldn’t be able to be together.
Of course, it might not be what she was thinking. It had only been a day—what did like or dislike mean?
“You found a playmate so quickly?”
“Yeah. We played well together. She said her name was Chu Fu, and she’s in a vegetative state. Her brother is called Chu Feng.”
Shen’s mother was stunned. “That... what a coincidence?”
Shen Chi gave a bitter smile. “Yeah, a bit of a coincidence. Mom, do you have Chu Feng’s contact information? I want to let him know that Chu Fu is doing well in the game.”
“Mom will go find it.”
Shen’s mother hurried off to get her phone.
Shen Chi watched her walk away and raised his head to the ceiling, hiding the moisture in his eyes.
Three years ago, a car accident shattered three families.
He had just been admitted to a military engineering university, majoring in mechanics, and had even dreamed of holding a real gun during military training.
Then, a woman driving dangerously ran onto the crosswalk and hit him on his bicycle.
The pain in his waist had been searing. He couldn’t even crawl up. At the hospital, a spinal nerve injury left him completely paralyzed.
That despair still haunted him.
He had been the last of the three victims, but the first to sign the settlement agreement.
Later, there was a phrase online: “The happy retreat.”
It perfectly masked the cowardice under the shadow of crime.
At the time, the Sun family had offered an astronomical sum. But what truly made him sign the settlement was something else.
His father, a university professor who had worked diligently his whole life, was accused of academic fraud, taking bribes from students, and even having a female student harassing him.
His mother, a music teacher, was followed home from work, harassed by thugs, and twisted her ankle out of fear.
His uncle, a doctor, was attacked during a hospital dispute and even got beaten up.
His eldest uncle, a corporate executive who was only five years away from retirement, had to pay his company three million in compensation because of a major mistake.
His aunt, only eleven years older than Shen Chi, met someone she liked at the age of twenty-nine. It turned out to be a scam, and she lost five hundred thousand yuan—almost all her savings.
The compensation money from the Sun family back then was exactly three million five hundred thousand!
Incident after incident, no evidence, no clues, yet they all seemed to come together.
It felt like an overwhelming net had been cast over the entire family.
They had once been a happy family.
Their relatives and friends had also been doing well, far better than many others.
How did it all come to this?
Just because he had been hit by a car, not only could he not bring the other party to justice, but he was also threatened.
But he was truly scared.
Scared that his father would be framed, scared that his mother would be harmed, scared that his relatives and friends would be dragged down because of him.
In the end, he signed the agreement.
He always felt like he was the betrayer among the three victim families.
Later, Shen Chi heard that Chu Feng had also signed.
Because Chu Fu needed treatment funds, and her parents had just bought a new house with a huge mortgage to pay off.
Chu Feng was only nineteen then, had dropped out of college, and couldn’t afford Chu Fu’s medical expenses even by working odd jobs.
Finally, there was Xie Lin.
He didn’t sign the letter of forgiveness.
But his parents signed it—after all, he couldn’t see.
His parents had long been divorced, and it was said they fought bitterly over the compensation money.
