.., an otaku monk who is addicted to ang travel

"Where did you get all that money?"

Yan father and strict mother, the two asked in unison.

For the husband and wife, their daughter's words were like a flat thunderbolt, which frightened them.

Yan Ziyue is a stupid girl who can't lie, so she had to tell the things in the fantasy world.

And I heard that my daughter actually made so much money because of playing games, and the husband and wife looked at each other, and they really felt a little crying and laughing - what is this called?

Especially Yan's father, after a lifetime of hard work, he can't compare to his daughter's game for a month, which is really shocking, and it will inevitably make him feel a little depressed.

But his daughter can have such luck, and he is very happy.

In this way, because of the appearance of Ning Yi, the fate of Yan Ziyue and the Yan family was changed.

And the people whose fate changed because of his appearance were not only Yan Ziyue.

West of Shanghai, Science and Technology Park.

This is the core area of Shanghai, with intelligent equipment production and sea wheat breeding research and development as the leading industries, almost guiding and determining the development direction of dozens of large cities around.

In the 22nd century, the population base of the explosion will inevitably need the economy and output of the explosion as the cornerstone to support this huge burden.

Most of the residents living here are also early generation workers engaged in high-tech production.

Workers in the 22nd century have more professional knowledge and skills than any so-called senior engineer in the 21st century.

And Zhou Hao, that is, clenched his fists, he was born in such a new era of workers' families.

His father was an electronics engineer and his mother was a biotechnician engaged in the cultivation of sea wheat, and more than 100 years ago, they were definitely a family of high intellectuals.

And in today's Silver Age, at least it is the Zhong proletariat who lives comfortably.

However, the workers of the 22nd century are the top talents of the trinity of production, education and research, and each of them is not only a scientific researcher, but also a production personnel, and a creator of technology and knowledge.

Because it was a weekend, he didn't have to go to school, but Zhou Hao still woke up early for breakfast.

The Zhou family is not poor, after all, Zhou Hao's parents have a job with a stable income, but the Zhong family just doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, and occasionally travels abroad.

"Sit."

Father Zhou doesn't talk much, his expression is serious, and he knows from his temperament that this is a man who is used to doing things meticulously.

Although Zhou's father never beat and scolded him, Zhou Hao was like a mouse seeing a cat to his father, and he couldn't do it.

Father Zhou asked him to do it, so he could only sit down obediently.

"Yesterday, your homeroom teacher spoke to me on the phone."

At the breakfast table, Zhou's father said while eating, his expression was very calm, but for some reason, the more Zhou Hao looked at it, the more he was afraid.

"I'm disappointed with your results."

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother are very busy on weekdays, so they neglected to discipline Zhou Hao, and it was not until now that their son was in his third year of high school and his assessment results were not satisfactory, and their husband and wife began to be anxious.

Although in the Silver Age, even if you were a waste, the state would feed you for nothing, and the extreme surplus of productive forces brought about an unprecedented high social welfare system.

But when a man lives, he is not a pig who is satisfied when he is full.

Therefore, there are always some people who hope that they can live a better life, and they also hope that their children can be better.

For people, the only thing that can influence people's choices more than laziness is desire.

Zhou Hao bowed his head dejectedly: "Dad, my grades can actually be tested in three books." ”

It's good that he didn't say this, Father Zhou was immediately angry when he heard it, but in the end, he was a well-educated science man, and he wouldn't do it even if he lost his temper, but his eyes were strange and scary: "Sanben is also called a university?" What are you going to learn inside, pickle girl or gangster? ”

Well, Sanben University is actually no different from a junior college, and basically you can get in as long as you give money.

It is precisely because of such a relaxed access mechanism that the general academic style and discipline of the three universities are loose, and they cannot cultivate any talents, but they have raised a lot of scum.

"Zhou Hao, your father also said this about you for your own good."

At this time, Zhou's mother, who had not spoken, also got involved, and she was also quite dissatisfied with her son: "You said that with this achievement, how can you have a future in the future?" ”

What age is it, is it good to have good grades? Who rules?

Of course, Zhou Hao wanted to refute it like this, but looking at his parents' forced gaze, he lowered his head in fear.

Don't look at what he is talking about on weekdays, he is always not afraid of the sky, in fact, as soon as he meets his parents, he immediately becomes a good baby, obedient.

"Look at your second uncle's brother Bao, before graduating from Lu University this year, several intelligent machinery factories in Shanghai rushed to ask for him, and the monthly salary started at 50,000 yuan."

Mother Zhou is talking about "other people's children", which can be regarded as a variant of the radical method, but every unlucky child who is taught a lesson may not be in a good mood.

Zhou Hao's mood was not very good, and he muttered: "Cut, what, the monthly salary of graduating from a prestigious school is only 50,000." ”

He is really disdainful, you must know that he is now in the illusory world, but the head of the 1st regiment of the Immortal Trace Guild, the basic salary alone is 400,000 credits, counting the bonus income of the Gobi Desert in the past few days, he is now a millionaire!

Personal assets have exceeded 6 million!

Although most of it is game currency, I am worried about affecting the currency exchange rate in the area of Yunlan City, so I have not converted it into credits on a large scale, but it is also a windfall in my hand.

If money represents income, Zhou Hao is now much more productive than his second uncle's brother who is in the top ten in the exam every year.

It's just that he has been busy with guild activities and the cultivation of body quenching techniques before, so he didn't have time to talk about it to his parents.

"Hmph, if you can get a monthly salary of 5,000 in the future, I will be able to wake up with a smile in my dreams!"

Zhou's father glared at his son fiercely, he thought that Zhou Hao was unconvinced and was talking nonsense.

Zhou Hao thought to himself: I have a monthly salary of 10,000 now, if I let my father know, he would still die of laughter in his dreams.

Seeing that his son didn't answer, Zhou's father thought that he was weak-hearted, and said with hatred: "From today onwards, on Saturdays and weekends in the future, you will come to our company to take technical training courses, even if you can't rely on a good university, at least you can be a qualified industrial worker in the future." ”

Although it has entered the post-intelligent era, there are always some jobs that robots can't do, so there are still industrial workers as a profession.

Because the social welfare is so good, there are not many people who are willing to do this job, so the income is quite good.

However, the skill level required is also very high, and it requires long-term and specialized training before it can be officially hired.

Many enterprises have set up such technical training courses to train the skilled workers they need.

As soon as he heard his father's words, Zhou Hao's face was bitter: "No, I have to go to the martial arts hall on Saturday and weekend......"

"What martial arts hall?"

was questioned by Zhou's father and mother in unison, and Zhou Hao realized that he had leaked his mouth.

"I don't approve of children's playfulness!"

Zhou Hao's father refused with a straight face, he is a machismo, and he, the head of the family, has the final say in everything outside the family.

Although martial arts have become popular in the whole society, there are still many people who don't believe in this set, such as Zhou's father and Zhou's mother.

In their opinion, martial arts or something is simply useless, if you want to strengthen your body, you can jog and eat nutrients, what kind of boxing to practice?

No matter how good the martial arts are, can they be more powerful than the Gauss rifle?

Joke!

"Zhou Hao, your father is also worried about your future, and you are not too young, why do you still like this kind of child's thing?"

Zhou's mother persuaded her bitterly, she didn't want her son to learn any martial arts, and it was reliable to learn a skill this year, so she had to believe in science.

But Zhou Hao, who has been a good baby for more than ten years, rarely has an opinion, and in the face of his parents' opposition, he still insists on his own opinion: "You always talk about the future, so what is the future, is it money?" ”

was refuted by his son, and Zhou's father felt that his authority as the head of the family had been challenged, and immediately blew his beard and glared: "I let you study hard, is this also wrong?" Do you want to be like those bastards who have nothing to do, living like a beggar every week with government handouts? ”

The son is greedy for fun and does not grow up, and Zhou's father is angry and angry.

"It's not that I don't have money, why do I have to learn how others do it?"

Zhou Hao's temperament is not the kind of person who can study with peace of mind, but it doesn't mean that he has no talent.

It's a pity that his talent is not the kind of talent that Zhou's father and Zhou's mother want.

"You kid, what nonsense are you talking about, you're still studying, where did you get the money?"

Zhou's mother reprimanded, she regarded what Zhou Hao said as a momentary anger and didn't take it to heart.

But I didn't want Zhou Hao to directly raise his hand zhong's smart bracelet, which was a phantom bracelet, worth tens of thousands, and what surprised Zhou's father and mother even more was that they personally took Zhou Hao to open a personal account with 2 million credits.

2 million!

The Zhou family can take it out, but it is the savings of the husband and wife for so many years, why did the son suddenly have so much money?

"Where did you get this money!?"

Zhou's father thought that his son had done something to be a traitor, and his expression was a little stern.

"Play games, it's the fantasy world you haven't let me play."

Zhou Hao said angrily.

Then under the questioning of Zhou's father and Zhou's mother, he explained the whole thing clearly.

Most of the problems in human society are actually the problems of money.

Many times, family conflicts come from the lack of money, so there is such a sentence - poor couples mourn everything.

The so-called maturity, the so-called growth, and the so-called success, most of them are just money.

People who don't have money are just immature, they are not talented, they just don't grow, although everyone doesn't say it so explicitly, but in fact, everyone thinks so in their hearts.

Since the beginning of the last century, money worship has quietly prevailed in this huge eastern capital, and the idea of laughing at poverty and not prostitution has remained to this day.

As one of the several veteran members of the Immortal Trace, clenching his fists is Zhou Hao, and the benefits he has gained from the game are very considerable.

And it was this income that began to subtly change his originally involuntary life.

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