Resonance of Forgotten Futures Chapter 80

When he opened his eyes again, it was the dawn of a new day. There was a stinging pain in his head, and the drunkenness was completely gone. The voice broadcast from the system reminded him that everything that happened yesterday was not a dream. ---The whitewashing value has been reset to zero. Repeating this message over and over again. Jasper Chen frowned, shouldn't there be some surplus? The answer given by the system was very official. As long as the host's wish is fulfilled, all whitewashing values   will be automatically reset to zero. And if you want to continue to stay in this world, you need to pay a protection fee of one thousand whitewashing values  every year. 

After gloating, he asked him if he regretted not choosing to go back. Jasper Chen sneered at this. Not everyone is willing to face another failure in the college entrance examination. What's more, the previous system said that the transmission process is unstable and it is very likely to send him to a few years ago in the real world, and then he will have to start from scratch. He looked at the time and got out of bed to pour a cup of hot water. As soon as he left the bedroom, he saw Dexter Yin half leaning on the sofa to rest, and the corners of his mouth curved... This is also one of the reasons for staying. He walked to the kitchen and cooked porridge by the way. The movement woke Dexter Yin from his dream. 

Jasper Chen handed him a cup of honey water, and Dexter Yin smiled and shook his head; "This treatment is more like I am the one with a hangover." Jasper Chen turned down the fire on the stove, and the porridge was bubbling in the pot. He asked jokingly: "Were you scared last night?" Faced with the culprit who had dragged him and forced him to discuss astronomy and geography for most of the night, Dexter Yin could only shake his head helplessly because of the fact that they were dating. 

After breakfast, Dexter Yin rushed to work at the company, and Jasper Chen started to write. Last night's drunkenness made the whole morning in a state of depression, and Jasper Chen wrote intermittently. During the break, I checked my phone and found that after the news of his selling melons spread, netizens spontaneously awarded him the title of "King of Melons". "I guess the monthly sales will exceed 100,000." "Anyway, I will definitely be the first person to make an appointment." "Ask: Will you give away entertainment melons when you buy watermelons?" The topic behind gradually shifted, and enthusiastic netizens started a discussion about how much monthly sales they could get benefits. 

After all, the relevant revelations last year are better than the gossips in the past two or three years. Jasper Chen shook his head, exited the program and stood by the window to take a breath. Looking around, he found that there was no one next to the trash can, and he couldn't help frowning. At this time of year, the old man should be picking up trash. After knocking on the door opposite, he heard a click after a long while, and the door was pulled open with difficulty. The person inside was pale, and his steps were weak, as if he would faint in the next second. Jasper Chen was stunned: "Is your ID card with you?" The old man nodded. Jasper Chen asked him to put on his coat, lock the door, and take a taxi to the hospital quickly. This is the season of change, and there are many patients with colds in the hospital.