Lin Xiaowei's Entrustment

Lin Xiaoxi pursed her lips. "My dad started playing the stock market last year."

Li Yao got it.

Uncle Lin had become the bagholder for the national treasury.

Li Yao asked, "How much did he lose?"

Lin Xiaoxi scratched her head in irritation. "How would I know that? Alright, you should head back now. I'm waiting to go home for a Chicken Dinner. Remember, there's no chance between us!"

Li Yao watched Lin Xiaoxi's retreating figure and fell into thought.

The Lin family's parenting was seriously flawed!

Back home, both parents were still awake. When Mom saw her son return, she craned her neck and asked, "Oh, you're back. What do you think of that little Lin girl? I think she's pretty cute."

Li Yao: "!"

What's wrong with all of you? She's only... oh, Lin Xiaoxi is already an adult.

But is it really appropriate to be sizing her up this fast?

Mom, are you a demon? Dad waved his hand and scolded, "Get out of here, what are you rambling about? I think Old He's daughter is pretty good..."

Li Yao: "..."

Heh, whatever makes you happy.

He sat down on the sofa and asked, "Has Uncle Lin's family been having some trouble lately?"

Dad, who was reading the newspaper, looked up and studied his son through his reading glasses. "Oh? Why are you asking?"

Li Yao: "Just asking."

Li Jianguo smiled meaningfully. "Yeah, Old Lin lost over two hundred thousand in stocks. His car loan and mortgage aren't paid off yet, and his workplace isn't doing well. He's an old stalwart drawing a high salary, but the work he actually does isn't that complicated... it's a bit dicey."

Li Yao nodded.

This was a midlife crisis.

After all, capital always wins.

Li Yao had no interest in listening to his parents bicker. He said a few quick words and went to his room to rest.

Since he had class on Monday morning, Li Yao went back to the provincial capital on Sunday afternoon.

Back at school, he sent the recorded video over, but Lin Xiaowei's avatar was still gray—offline.

Li Yao wasn't in a rush. He went about life as usual.

The only difference was that he added a new pre-sleep activity—meditation.

His roommates found it strange.

They muttered about it privately.

"Is this kid thinking of becoming a monk or something?"

"Then why doesn't he shave his head?"

"Maybe he thinks it'd look ugly..."

"How about we chip in and take him for a Massage, wake up his love for the good life?"

Even though Li Yao was meditating, his five senses actually sharpened during it.

I can hear all this, you know!

Even if I were thinking of that, you should be talking me out of it, right? What the hell is a Massage supposed to do? Huh? So, after finishing his meditation, Li Yao poked his head out from the top bunk and said in a ghostly tone, "...How much is it per session? Take me along."

Holy crap!

The roommates jumped in fright.

Cao Rui on the bottom bunk stared wide-eyed. "You're getting creepier and creepier, man!"

Li Yao: "Aren't you pooling money for my Massage? Don't be shy!"

Roommates: "Not us, we didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

"Go to sleep!"

The roommates instantly unified their story and played dead.

At that moment, Li Yao felt isolated.

Hmph, men.

After waiting two more days, Li Yao finally got a reply.

Lin Xiaowei: "I got it, thanks!"

Li Yao smiled. "No problem. What have you been up to these past two days?"

Lin Xiaowei: "I've been busy with an experiment with my teacher. By the way, how long has it been since you left?"

Li Yao: "Four or five days, why?"

Lin Xiaowei: "Phew~ So the time flow is about the same on both sides. How's home lately? Everything okay?" Hearing that the time flow was similar, she seemed in a good mood.

Li Yao: "...Actually, not great. Uncle lost a lot in stocks, and... things are unstable at work too."

Lin Xiaowei: "...It's fine. Anything money can solve isn't a real problem. Leave this to you!"

Li Yao was suddenly full of question marks.

What does she mean, leave this to me!? Don't you know what family and background I have?

What can I even do about this? Li Yao: "Do I have a gold mine at home?"

Lin Xiaowei: "..."

Lin Xiaowei: "Are you an idiot? Dad's your golden ticket now. You're telling me you can't make money with a cheat? Don't ever say you're my son from now on—I can't afford the shame."

Hah, you're getting a bit full of yourself.

Li Yao wanted to block and delete her for good... Who do you think you are, acting all high and mighty!

He replied: "What cheat! The Meditation Technique just helps me sleep better and feel more alert—it's useless! If you've got the skills, send me a ton of gold right now!"

Lin Xiaowei: "No problem. I've been able to analyze Second Circle Spell circuits lately, so Summoning Arrays and spells are doable. But anchoring a different-plane coordinate needs cooperation. You don't have to be strong—just successfully become a mage. Kid, get your act together! Wait..."

Lin Xiaowei suddenly realized something: "You succeeded in meditation?!"

Li Yao scratched his face: "Yeah, ages ago."

Lin Xiaowei: "How long did it take?"

He'd actually succeeded the very first night, since that electrifying thrill was unforgettable, but from her tone, it seemed like a big deal...

So he replied: "Two days."

Lin Xiaowei: "Holy shit!!!!!"

That girl was losing it: "How! You actually meditated successfully in two days! I'm a transmigrator with a natural advantage and a golden finger, and it still took me five days! I thought I was the most talented person of this era!"

Li Yao was feeling smug: "Maybe I'm a once-in-a-century genius."

Lin Xiaowei rolled her eyes on the other end: "Why don't you just say you're the Son of the Plane?"

Li Yao: "I am the Son of the Plane."

Lin Xiaowei: "Go to hell, Dog Man!"

Then she sent a bunch of emojis—Salted Fish Thrust! Salted Fish One Slash! Salted Fish Triple Slash! Salted Fish Dismemberment Slash! Li Yao gasped at the sight—how much energy did that waste!

Women...

Really scarier than terrorists.

At least you can reason with terrorists.

But a furious woman is a demon.

Li Yao: "Did you short-circuit your brain? Isn't that a waste of power?"

Hearing that, Lin Xiaowei felt a pang in her chest... oh, no, her heart felt tight.

Precious battery power shouldn't be wasted on this nonsense, or even the "Space-Time Administration" that allocates golden fingers and manages transmigrators might get fed up—if such a mythical agency even existed.

Lin Xiaowei: "Li Yao, I need to ask you for a favor."

Li Yao: "???"

There's a little sapling here that needs recommendation tickets, collections~ and tips~ to grow up fast~