Chapter 17 Love Letter Diary
"If this is your wish, then I want to remind you of one thing." Wandou said sternly, "Rongyuan, for contractors with negative merit points, there is a limit to the lives that can be exchanged in the Merit Book."
"The limit?" Rong Yuan asked back.
"At most, it won't exceed the life span of an ordinary person. Of course, in theory, as long as there are enough merit points, you can exchange them for almost unlimited life points. But..."
"But the continuation of life value," Rong Yuan interrupted it and asked, "can't stop the decay and death of cells, right?"
"Yes, some items in the mall will not be displayed and cannot be exchanged when the contractor has negative merit points. In other words, before you offset all the negative merit points, you will only have a lifespan of a hundred years at most."
"A hundred years?" Rong Yuan chuckled. "A hundred years is too long. Even if I could live forever by then, I would be too old to even walk. What's the point of living forever?"
"So you want to..."
"I will complete this task in twenty years at most, before I turn forty." Rong Yuan said, his calm tone revealing unquestionable determination.
"Let me remind you that you have 178.5 million negative merit points. If you want to offset them all within 20 years, you will have to gain an average of 25,000 merit points every day - this is the number you can barely reach in a month now." Pea said calmly.
"Everything is difficult at the beginning. It is difficult to make 10,000 yuan with 10,000 yuan, but it is relatively easy to make 100,000 yuan with 1 million yuan." Rong Yuan was very confident. He touched the little head of Pea with his fingertips. "I have an idea. As long as I can do it, I can quickly grab countless merit points."
Pea asked, "What is it?"
"No hurry, I still need to perfect the plan." Rong Yuan said, "First, use the optical computer to build a database of wanted criminals with a bounty, and list those who are currently in City A and have a bounty of more than 100,000 separately. I want to know their location at all times, and even what they are saying and doing... Let me see if the function of this optical computer is as powerful as you strongly recommend."
"This product is 130 years ahead of the current level of technology on Earth. It won't let you down," said Pea.
"That would be best."
After Rong Yuan finished speaking, he went to sleep. Pea sat on an open book like an ordinary doll, and even the faint light in his eyes dimmed naturally. As an exchange item for the Merit Mall, after the contractor Rong Yuan confirmed that Pea had the ability to use it, Pea could also stuff it into the mustard seed space in his stomach, but it did not affect the use of the optical brain.
If someone barged in at this moment, they would never have thought about the amazing calculations being performed in the stomach of the little man sitting on the page with his head hanging down. From this moment on, the currents of countless mobile phones, computers, monitoring devices, cameras... including many electronic devices that were turned off, were temporarily disrupted. This time was so short that no one could really notice it, but the data in it was read by a pair of distant eyes in this instant, and the cameras on those devices were no longer completely controlled by their owners.
The invasion and search were left to the optical computer, and Wandou was thinking about Rong Yuan.
Pea has no previous memories. The first person it saw was Rong Yuan, and all its memories began from then on.
But Pea felt that the same beginning was repeated many times.
Since it became conscious, it knew a lot of things, and it was not unfamiliar with the world it was in. And this knowledge was not instilled into it by Rong Yuan when he exchanged it, but it... seemed to know it naturally.
Wandou thought that perhaps before Rongyuan, the "Book of Merits" had changed hands countless times, and it had also been awakened countless times by different contractors.
It has no memory of that time, but it vaguely feels that the end of those people was not very good.
The Merit Book, for the former contract holders , is not a gift from God, nor is it a divine tool to punish evildoers. It is more like a curse, which makes all those who possess it have a bad end. I don't know if this is a problem with the Merit Book or a problem with the former users.
——But Rong Yuan is different.
Pea realized it clearly.
This was definitely the first time it had heard such a vision. It couldn't help but have a strong desire, hoping that Rong Yuan could do it... hoping that by then, it would still be by his side.
In the past, it did not understand what a wish was. But from that moment on, the pea had a wish.
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No matter how high his goal was, Rong Yuan was only 17 years old and had to go to school on time every day. But when he first arrived at school, he found that everyone avoided him wherever he went and looked at him with strange eyes.
How should I put it? I felt like I was being pitied and ridiculed.
In the classroom, many students gathered together, talking and laughing. When the boy at the door saw him coming in, he shouted, "Rong Yuan is here!"
The crowd dispersed, and many of them were students from other classes. They all ran back like rabbits. Rong Yuan walked to his seat in confusion, put down his schoolbag , and asked Jin Yang: "What's going on?"
Jin Yang looked a little helpless. He glared at those people. Many of them covered their heads with books, but they still chuckled. He turned around and saw Rong Yuan still staring at him, as if he would not give up until he got an answer. He sighed and said with some sympathy: "This morning, a first-grade girl was bullied."
Rong Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked silently: So what? What does this have to do with me?
Jin Yang said: "The diary she wrote was posted in the school window, and your name was all over the diary."
Rong Yuan was confused. What did this mean?
Zhou Jing leaned against the window, pinched her throat and said in a thin voice: "Ah, Rongyuan, you are like the sun. When I see you, I feel that the world is brighter."
Rong Yuan looked at her as if she was crazy.
Another boy in the class immediately followed up: "Ah, Rongyuan, my Rongyuan, I really love you. From the first moment I saw you, I fell deeply in love with you. I will wait for you in this life and eternity, forever~~~~~~~~"
Someone else said: "Rongyuan~Rongyuan~Why are you so perfect? Why are you so far away? When I look at you, I lose my heart; when I hear your voice, I lose my soul; I am humble and dare not beg for your heart. As long as you can look at me, I will be willing to die immediately~~~~"
"Do you want to die?" Rong Yuan asked coldly. His voice, which he did not raise deliberately, was like a gust of polar wind, blowing over everyone's heads. Everyone suddenly became silent. The boy who was stared at by him felt as if there was a cold, shining knife behind his neck, and he almost peed his pants with fright.
For the first time, these students in the ivory tower truly felt the murderous aura.
The classroom suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, which surprised the English teacher who came in early for class.
"If it were just some cheesy love letters and diaries, it wouldn't be like this. Tell me, is there anything else that I don't know?" Rong Yuan asked Jin Yang in a low voice. There was an aisle between their seats.
Jin Yang hesitated for a moment, looking a little embarrassed to speak. Rong Yuan was familiar with his expression and knew that he was embarrassed because he never spoke ill of others behind their backs - and of course he never said it to their faces.
Rong Yuan let him go and stared at his deskmate.
The classmate was a long-haired girl wearing black-framed glasses. She was very timid and was afraid of Rong Yuan. At this time, this scary classmate kept staring at her. The girl was trembling . She lowered her head and handed in her mobile phone reluctantly.
"This... this is a photo of that girl." My deskmate whispered.
Her phone was opening a WeChat group for her class, with dozens of photos uploaded to the group , all featuring the same girl.
When he saw her for the first time, Rong Yuan didn't recognize that this was a girl.
She weighed at least 200 pounds, had a dark complexion, her facial features were squeezed very small by the flesh, her short yellow hair was very sparse, and her face was covered with horrible acne marks left by pimples.
All in all, it's ugly.
Being favored by such a girl and praising her love in a perverted tone in her diary, even Rong Yuan's taste seemed to be lowered a lot, and he became a laughing stock. Rong Yuan flipped through the comments in the WeChat group, and it was obvious that the students in Class 1 liked to laugh at his jokes more than laughing at the girl.
Rong Yuan looked at his deskmate deeply and pushed the phone back.
My deskmate took a look at the page on his phone, his eyes wide open, his lips moving, unable to utter a word.
Rong Yuan also didn't expect that his deskmate who always walked around like a little mouse would actually say in the group: [Nonsense! Xiao Yuan is Yang Yang's! CP can be reversed but not separated, come and fight if you don't agree! ] A group of boys shouted: [If you want to fight, then fight! Why should I be afraid of you! ] The deskmate frowned and was about to cry.
