Chapter 040: Kidneys x Delicate Wife x Love-Struck Brain (12) + (13)

Chapter 040: Kidneys x Delicate Wife x Love-Struck Brain (12) + (13)

"This is a metal probe," the teaching assistant said. "It can be used to destroy the brain and spinal cord of frogs."

"This is a pair of scissors," the teaching assistant continued. "They can be used to cut skin, muscles, and other tissues. Of course, we need to distinguish between different types of scissors. For example, ophthalmic scissors can cut blood vessels and pericardium, but not bones. If they break, it's fifty dollars."

"This is a gun." Dog Two pointed his index finger at his temple. "It can give me a quick end."

When the labor group brought over the boxes, the students let out genuine cries of distress.

The experimental subjects were not rabbits, but chicks!

Fluffy, chirping chicks with eyes like tiny black pearls!

"Although I've eaten plenty of them in the cafeteria and Northeastern restaurants, and I might want another meal tonight," Lao Zhang held his experimental subject with a troubled face, "I can't bring myself to do it when it's alive."

"You shouldn't look into its eyes," Dog Two said gloomily. "If you make eye contact for more than two seconds, your willpower will crumble. If it goes beyond five seconds, you'll fall into an abyss."

The classroom echoed with the sounds of chickens, while the teacher patiently repeated the necessity and conventional methods of euthanizing experimental animals.

One student couldn't help but say, "How pitiful! I really can't bring myself to do it."

"Yes, yes, the cervical dislocation method requires you to grab it. Damn, I tried it just now, and my hands got all... And it struggles, the more it kicks, the less I can bear it!"

A few guys from the neighboring dormitory in the back row studied for a while and suggested, "Why don't we suffocate it? Suffocation must be better than strangling."

"What's better about it?!" Keding went crazy. "If you stuff it in a sack, it'll take at least five minutes to suffocate. It's better to give them a quick end!"

From a distance, a female student exclaimed, "Tangjie is awesome!"

The boys turned their heads to see a girl with a high ponytail efficiently twisting necks, coldly and professionally.

"Tanglang's technique is very professional," the teacher also noticed and quickly praised her. "Efficiently severing the spine allows for quick handling of the subject without affecting other organs."

"Don't all go to her for help! Do it yourselves! I'm taking attendance points. Go back to your seats, quickly!"

Midway through the class, the teacher was called out by the department head, and the classroom descended into chaos again.

Many people couldn't bring themselves to do it and rushed to Tanglang with their chicks.

She finished her experiment in fifteen minutes and spent the rest of the time doing homework.

Someone begged her for help, and Tanglang still twisted necks swiftly, as if cracking peanuts.

Keding, after failing his own attempt, approached her with a pained face and sincerely thanked her afterward, "Thank you!! Heroine!!"

Just as Tanglang was about to speak, another boy rushed over, "Mantis Sister! Help me! It looks like it's going to suffocate!"

The young man grabbed someone's ear and twisted it hard, "Don't give people random nicknames! Call her heroine!"

"Okay, okay, heroine! Sorry, heroine!!"

Tanglang chuckled and nodded at Keding.

The whole morning felt like being in prison, making everyone suffer.

Seeing Keding flipping through the real-time updated task list, the system couldn't help but speak up.

"Bro, I don't know when the zombies are coming."

"But... you can ask your handsome doctor for tutoring."

Keding was a bit shy. "I feel awkward talking to him."

He blushed in front of him! The doctor must have seen it!

System: "He'll wear an earring next time."

Keding: "I promise to study hard and not stare at the teacher."

In Macau, Wynn Palace.

Zhou Guanghe gave each of his secretary and assistant a five-thousand-Australian-dollar red envelope and gestured for them to rest, saying he would return to his room later.

As it turned out, his luck was exceptionally good tonight.

The foreigner who claimed to be a Texas champion soon lost everything, cursing and leaving empty-handed.

Some players, red-eyed from losing, accused the dealer of colluding with Zhou Guanghe and were politely escorted out by security.

He only made one wrong judgment, losing a million chips for nothing.

In less than two hours, he turned five million into eight point seven million, sweeping away all his previous frustration.

Zhou Guanghe maintained his refined and elegant demeanor, occasionally adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses and sipping a martini with an olive, as if studying some academic problem.

He had unwavering confidence in his self-control.

To become the master of this game, it was actually quite simple.

Know when to stop when winning, don't get greedy when losing, set reasonable investment expectations, and proceed step by step.

At least—this was Zhou Guanghe's plan, and he firmly believed he would remain clear-headed and rational.

At midnight, his wife called.

"Still busy?"

"The business talks are done. I'm accompanying clients at the casino." Zhou Guanghe signaled the dealer to increase the bet and said, "Not much winnings, just a little over three million. Pick yourself a gift."

"Stop spoiling me," Shi Cunyu laughed. "As long as you have my heart, remember to bring Mr. Bai his favorite egg rolls."

Zhou Guanghe kissed the phone.

"Go to sleep early."

"Mm, you too."

Once the call ended, the third round of betting began.

Zhou Guanghe wore an enlightened expression and instructed to withdraw the bet.

"He's too smart; he's burning up with it." The system broadcasted everything in front of Keding, staring at Zhou Guanghe: "Keep inflating yourself; when the time comes, Ke Bao and I will reap the rewards!"

Keding: "That's not reaping; that's harvesting the fruits of victory!"

System: "Are you really going to cross over to the agricultural college or what!"

The secretary didn't dare delay the official duties in Hangzhou. Seeing that Zhou Guanghe hadn't gone upstairs to rest by two in the morning, he pretended to bring him a midnight snack to check on him and ask about booking the return flight.

"Sir, aren't you going to rest yet?"

Zhou Guanghe's cologne had long been overshadowed by the smell of tobacco, his eyes fixed on the poker cards.

"I'm not sleepy; you go to sleep first."

"Then, according to the schedule, should I book the flight back for tomorrow night?"

Only then did Zhou Guanghe turn around, briefly recalling the events of the next few days.

"No rush to go back; we'll see."

He gradually found the secretary annoying.

Not just the secretary.

The graduate student who emailed questions, the department head notifying him of meetings, the dinners with forced smiles and drinks, the management course next Tuesday—none of them were interesting.

Everyone was annoying, always fussing over trivial matters.

If it doesn't work out... take a sick leave and stay in Macau for a week.

Just say he's not feeling well; indeed, he has been working too hard and needs a few days alone.

His luck fluctuated wildly, making Zhou Guanghe lose track of time.

Until he suddenly lost four million from the ten million he had just won, he glanced at his phone.

`05:37`

Have breakfast, then continue later.

Seeing the dealer set up another game, Zhou Guanghe's Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously signaled to place a bet.

Finish this game before eating; there's still time.

Early in the morning, Shi Cunyu's phone kept ringing, mostly calls from his parents.

Keding hated business socializing and used the excuse of recuperating to have the assistants handle calls from wealthy ladies, rarely receiving other calls on his phone.

As he had guessed, Mother Shi and Father Shi were urging him to arrange new jobs.

This family had moved from a crowded shantytown to a mid-range apartment complex with elevators and servants but had never been satisfied.

Keding once saw two dream-like memories.

When Keding's body slept, his consciousness existed in Shi Cunyu's world.

And when Shi Cunyu's body slept, the dual consciousness would intertwine, transforming into dreams that were either confusing or real, including profound memories of the past.

The first dream involved Zhou Guanghe.

Not long after they got married, they went to visit friends who were professors.

When Zhou Guanghe got out of the car, he was accidentally splashed with coffee by a delivery person, fortunately without getting scalded.

Shi Cunyu was both nervous and worried, quickly pulling out tissues to help clean him up, witnessing the expensive handmade suit being ruined.

The delivery person, seeing Zhou Guanghe's attire and the Bentley, turned pale with fright, repeatedly apologizing.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Guanghe did not get angry or blame him for reckless behavior; he only asked if the delivery person was injured.

The delivery person was stunned, saying he was fine, and seeing that Zhou Guanghe had no intention of holding him responsible, bowed and quickly left.

Shi Cunyu witnessed the whole scene, amazed by Zhou Guanghe's composure.

Only after the delivery person was completely out of sight did the man take off his suit jacket and casually throw it into the trash bin.

"You must remember one thing since you've married into the Zhou family."

"Do not provoke those with lowly lives; keep a distance from these people forever."

Shi Cunyu couldn't wrap his mind around it, his gaze somewhat blank.

Zhou Guanghe glanced in the direction the delivery person had gone, showing disgust.

"How much is his life worth?"

"If someone from that class goes crazy and breaks down, stabbing or beating you, that would be a real loss."

Shi Cunyu felt a lump in his throat and nodded after a long while.

He didn't know whether he should feel fortunate for his "social climb" or shiver at the depth of Zhou Guanghe's revelations.

The second dream was about a phone call from Shi Cunjin deep into the night.

Shi Cunyu had poor sleep and often kept his phone on silent mode during university, initially missing calls from home.

Even though he hadn't spent a single penny from home, and even his phone was an old flip phone bought with his own hard-earned money, he would still be slapped across the face and verbally abused by Mother Shi when he returned home.

"You're so successful now, making a little money and ignoring your brother's calls! Who do you think you are!"

"If I had known that winter, I should have let you die in the snow instead of using my blood and sweat money to raise you!"

The young man was crying at the time.

"Mom, my brother is gambling. He wants me to lend him money, but I really can't."

"Don't you know how to talk some sense into your brother? Oh, you don't care if he lives or dies anymore?" Mother Shi screamed shrilly, like a mad ghoul: "At least help him clear his debts!"

"Jinbao is still so young. If someone comes to school asking for money, how will he live? Have you thought about that?!"

After that, he no longer had the right to keep his phone on silent, even during exams, and would be suspected of lying if he did.

At three-thirty in the morning, the phone rang urgently again. Even though it was just vibrating, Shi Cunyu jumped up as if electrocuted, fearing to miss it by even a second.

His roommates were all sound asleep; one turned over in dissatisfaction, seemingly complaining about the call at this hour.

Shi Cunyu, without bothering to put on shoes, grabbed the phone and went out to the fire escape, his toes turning red from the cold.

"Brother, my credit score is going to collapse." His brother urged: "Do you have any money? Lend me five thousand."

"Five thousand?" Shi Cunyu was nearly losing his mind: "Where am I supposed to get five thousand? Do you know how much I spend on food in a month? Four hundred!"

"How much money do you have now?" Shi Cunjin said impatiently: "Stop pretending to be poor, just tell me."

"I owe 350,000 yuan," Shi Cunyu said, his whole body shaking, tears and snot streaming down his face: "350,000 yuan. I don't even have a proper job yet, Shi Cunjin, can you please stop gambling? I can't go on like this."

"Borrow me five thousand." His brother ignored him: "Can you still get a loan from JD Finance? Meituan? Huabei? Other small loans? Credit cards?"

He needed the gambling capital to turn things around, and he needed the five thousand immediately.

Shi Cunyu took a deep breath, tears streaming down his face, and said through sobs: "I can't borrow anything else. Find someone else."

He hung up the phone and sat alone in the fire escape, crying.

He couldn't disturb his roommates and feared his cries might travel down the hallway and wake others. He sobbed silently in the fire escape until his heart ached.

Before he could finish crying and return to the dormitory, the phone kept ringing, knowing he wouldn't dare turn it off.

Missed Calls (5)

Missed Calls (12)

Missed Calls (24)

...

Text messages came like a flurry of snow, carrying a chill that threatened to drown him.

[Brother]: Hurry up, five thousand, now.

[Brother]: F***ing answer the phone, b****, you dare hang up on me? Want to die?

[Brother]: Where's the money? Get the money, I can't wait much longer, answer the phone quickly!

[Brother]: F***ing give me the money, give me the money, give me the money, give me the money, f***ing b****, give me the money!

When Keding woke up, his face was wet with tears, and his heart rate was so fast he could barely breathe.

The system sensed he had a nightmare and tried to comfort him, saying, "Baby, it's okay, I finally managed to wake you up. From now on, I'll monitor your emotions while you sleep..."

Keding washed his face and sat by Shi Cunyu's bed, lost in thought.

Later, there was a series of events involving returning home.

Simply repaying the debt and cutting ties would be too lenient for these scoundrels.

He couldn't bear it.

The system sensed Keding's intentions and said, "This counts as a side quest. I've already submitted it to the AI brain for approval."

"Huh? Approval for what?"

"After all, we collect emotional breakdown values. If the main villains count towards performance, why shouldn't supporting characters? The AI brain is analyzing models, deciding whether to recover thirty percent or set up a token system for staff to earn points. We should have a result in a couple of days."

Keding was instantly energized: "Great! You have a good business sense!"

The system chuckled: "Thanks to your influence."

After Mother Shi finished her morning phone call, she continued applying face masks and watching TV at home, feeling that life wasn't quite good enough yet.

She knew what those wealthy ladies were doing.

Why did the maid only come every two weeks? Why did she still have to work in the cafeteria every month?

At fifty years old, she had never been to a beauty salon!

Just as she was grumbling, Shi Fu opened the door, looking puzzled.

"Why did Cunyu suddenly say he wants to come home?"

"What?" Mother Shi frowned. "There are still so many things left undone. Why is he coming over now?"

At this moment, Shi Cunjin pushed the door open and entered the living room, also holding up his phone.

"Mom, Brother said he's coming over and told me and Dad to stay at home."

Mother Shi’s eyes darted around before she scolded, "Do you listen to everything your brother says? Does his word mean more than mine?"

This child is just too naive and trusting. I wonder how much hardship he’ll face in the future without learning even a bit of his brother’s cunning!

At nine o'clock in the morning, the nanny turned the key in the lock, and Shi Cunyu walked in gracefully.

The whole family was waiting for him, each with a different expression.

"Mom reminded me about changing jobs this morning. My abilities are limited, and there are many things I can't accomplish, but I do have some good friends."

He slightly gestured, and the nanny immediately placed a file folder in his hand.

Inside were a dozen color-printed sheets of company information and a comprehensive list.

"I've already looked into the debts that my brother and father have accumulated over the past few years," Shi Cunyu said. "Our credit is basically ruined, so it doesn’t matter much whether we pay or not. We can negotiate with the banks to waive the interest as well."

"I told you! We shouldn’t pay anything!" Shi Fu exclaimed. "What can they do to us? Even if we kill someone, they won’t get any money out of us!"

"The job at the university cafeteria… is indeed too hard," Shi Cunyu said. "My friend found these options after searching extensively. You can choose whichever one you like."

Taking advantage of the three people murmuring among themselves, Keding spoke to the system: "I’m almost losing my composure with all this acting."

"They think the university cafeteria is too hard! It pays at least a few thousand yuan a month!"

System: "I was surprised that you initiated contact with them."

Keding: "I was worried that being too kind might make them suspicious, but it seems they didn’t react at all…"

System laughed: "They wish you’d be even more understanding and give them all your savings!"

While they were chatting, the three members of the Shi family quickly flipped through the positions offered by the dozen companies.

The salaries ranged from six thousand to fifteen thousand yuan per month, spanning industries such as healthcare, finance, and food service. These were all positions that required minimal effort to earn the salary.

"This one as a legal representative is good," Shi Fu picked up a brochure and compared it to the list. "Being the legal representative of this small loan company earns two hundred thousand yuan a month, not including bonuses! Come to think of it, I owe their company a few thousand yuan. Would they waive it if I go there?!"

"Legal representative…" Mother Shi muttered. "Wouldn’t it be like being an accountant, where you could end up in jail if things go wrong?"

"You’re so outdated," Shi Cunjin said dismissively. "I’ve been borrowing from this company for years, and have they ever had any issues? Their legal department isn’t just for show!"

Originally, according to the plans of Father Shi and Mother Shi, it would be enough if their son could get a better position in the cafeteria, preferably with a slight raise.

They never expected that today, not only would their work conditions improve, but they would also have so many choices. It felt like manna from heaven.

Mother Shi, always suspicious, scrutinized every brochure, but since she couldn’t access the internet and wasn’t familiar with current trends, she could only rely on occasional arrogant remarks from her son or husband.

Shi Fu sighed with relief, thinking that good times should have come sooner.

After all those years of hard work, how could he have endured so long without a change in fortune?

The elderly couple picked and chose, still unsatisfied, and directly asked Shi Cunyu if he could secure a position like village head or mayor.

Shi Cunyu found it amusing and simply pushed the list forward.

"I had to wine and dine people to get these positions, and other people’s connections are also vying for them. They might all be filled by tomorrow."

Mother Shi no longer cared about being picky and slammed the table. "We need to be faster than those people! We must decide today!"

"Let’s secure a few positions to earn money first, and then we can figure out the rest later!"

After bargaining with their parents, the younger brother put on an honest expression and said, "Brother, since you have so many connections, can you get me a degree?"

"Haven’t you finished your associate’s degree?"

Shi Cunjin, unconcerned about his reputation, replied, "I was expelled after the school found out about my gambling."

Mother Shi was stunned, grabbing his clothes as if she wanted to spit at him. "Then why did you ask me for tuition fees for the past two years? Where did the tuition go? Did you gamble it all away? Do you know how hard your mother works cleaning floors every day?!"

"How many times have you lied to me this year? How can you treat your own mother like this?!"

"Mom, let go! I just bought this shirt!"

Shi Cunyu didn’t respond and continued pointing out various companies on the list.

Thanks to Bai Li’s extensive network, he knew quite a few executives involved in shady businesses.

"This one is a securities firm. They don’t have any holidays during National Day, and they regularly provide benefits, including team-building trips to Southeast Asia with all expenses covered, even for probationary employees."

Shi Fu immediately chimed in, pretending to be experienced. "I know, stock trading firms don’t operate on weekends, and they don’t have overtime either."

Mother Shi was torn between choices, finally reaching a situation where her control couldn’t interfere, and she fell silent.

The family’s average education level was vocational school graduation, barely able to understand monthly salaries and what benefits were given during holidays. They could only judge which company buildings looked more impressive and which lobbies seemed more luxurious.

Keding breathed a sigh of relief.

He had insisted on writing down whether the companies gave red envelopes during the New Year and hairy crabs during the Double Ninth Festival. Bai Li thought he was joking at the time.

Given this family’s understanding, they wouldn’t comprehend risk assessments or company valuations; they could only grasp these simple details!

"This one is a real estate company headquartered in Beibu Gulf. They also sell special financial products. If you reach the top levels, you can earn hundreds of thousands a month."

"Hmm, and this one is into Bitcoin. The project is very cutting-edge, but it's also in a highly profitable industry, something you can do from home."

Shi Fu’s eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "This is good, this is good! I’ve heard about it before, but I don’t know how to handle computers!"

"The company will teach you step by step; it’s not difficult."

"I’ll go with this one. You guys can choose whatever else you want!"

The system saw through everything and couldn’t help but laugh.

"Dad getting into Bitcoin, son flying off to Southeast Asia, mom diving into the heart of a pyramid scheme—everyone has a bright future ahead."

Keding tried hard to hold back his laughter: "You sure know how to sum things up."