Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 676 - 417 Like-minded Friends_2

Later, some employees privately discussed that the cost of that meal was nearly five thousand yuan!

And mom’s salary was only 2000 yuan.

The memory from four years ago of the little princess’s face overlaid with the girl before me, as if transcending time to become one.

Yao Yiyao’s voice echoed in my ears:

"A concert ticket is only 1500 yuan, my dad earns so many tickets in a day, but my mom just won’t buy me one!"

Her beautiful face gradually changed color; her attractive eyes filled with intense stubbornness, as if ready to fight the world:

"If she won’t buy it for me, fine, I’ll earn it myself."

As she said this, she clenched her teeth, her little nose skewed in anger, seeking affirmation: "Do you guys think I’m right?"

Suddenly, Xue Yuantong spoke up, "Absolutely right."

Being poor herself, she had no such concerns and couldn’t relate at all.

A 1500 yuan concert ticket, Xue Yuantong couldn’t even dare to think how many snacks she could buy with that amount?

To speak without exaggeration, the bought snacks could have buried Xue Yuantong!

Yao Yiyao felt slightly better upon hearing this, indeed, others also thought she was in the right, and the one who was wrong was her mother.

"How much are you earning now?" Jiang Ning cooperated with Tongtong.

"Um..." Yao Yiyao’s voice hitched, "Today’s my first day."

After arguing with her mom this morning, in a fit of rage, she ran out to make money. She was picky about jobs, wanting one that paid well without suffering, and she didn’t want to be recognized by people she knew.

But she had no education, no skills, and was underage—how could she find such a job?

Eventually, by luck, she managed to land a job handing out flyers while wearing a mascot costume, only to suffer from heatstroke halfway through.

Curious, Xue Yuantong asked: "How much can you make in a day?"

Yao Yiyao: "100 yuan."

Xue Yuantong, in front of her, counted on her fingers to show, "One hundred a day, work for half a month, and you’ll have 1500, enough to see the concert."

"Jiang Ning, will it be hot in the coming days?" she asked.

Jiang Ning answered, "Yuzhou City will be sunny for the next week, with temperatures expected to reach 38 degrees."

Yao Yiyao’s feet faltered, her delicate frame wobbled.

Jiang Ning asked again, "When is the concert?"

Yao Yiyao blurted out, "On the 19th."

Jiang Ning: "Today is the 2nd. By the time you’ve saved enough money, the concert tickets might be sold out, and you might have to pay more to buy them from scalpers."

Yao Yiyao felt even worse; her body shook more intensely, on the verge of collapse, her forehead heavy.

’Why is life so hard?’

Her heart was filled with bitterness, and at the same time, her stomach suddenly growled twice.

Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong both looked over.

Yao Yiyao felt embarrassed; she had stormed out of the house in anger that morning and hadn’t eaten all day, leaving her weak with hunger.

Generously, Xue Yuantong said, "Hungry, huh? I’ll give you some snacks!"

She opened her cloth bag, took out a packet of honey-glazed chicken legs, and Yao Yiyao couldn’t help but look on; she’d tasted those before, and they were quite delicious.

Xue Yuantong felt the chicken legs, then put them back; they were too expensive, and she had only bought two packets—she couldn’t bear to part with them.

She kept looking and found some bulk biscuits at the bottom—Weilong’s Scallion Chicken Slice Biscuits she had often eaten as a child.

Cheap and filling, Xue Yuantong was pleased. She took out three packets and handed them to Yao Yiyao.

Yao Yiyao: ...

She used to not even glance at such biscuits, but now struggling with hunger, she tore open a packet and ate.

Xue Yuantong generously gave her a bottle of AD calcium milk as well.

Not caring about her appearance, Yao Yiyao, famished, tore open the packaging and started eating, rapidly finishing the biscuits and chugging down the AD calcium milk, finally feeling revived.

At this moment, a young man in a suit with a work badge hanging on his chest ran over. As soon as he saw Yao Yiyao, he frowned and asked,

"Did you suffer from heatstroke just now?"

Yao Yiyao: "I’ve recovered now."

The man in the suit glanced at the tall Jiang Ning beside her, hesitated for two seconds, then took out his wallet, pulled out a hundred yuan note, and said to Yao Yiyao,

"You did well today; don’t come back tomorrow."

After saying that, he picked up the costume on the ground and turned to leave.

Yao Yiyao stood there, stunned.

Mischievously, Xue Yuantong said, "Oh no, you got fired!"

Jiang Ning watched the man in the suit leave, guessing he quickly settled the account without completing the day’s work because he feared Yao Yiyao might genuinely get into trouble.

Yao Yiyao clutched the lightweight hundred-dollar bills. In the past, she wouldn’t have cared about this amount of money—it wasn’t even enough to buy a pair of shoes. Yet at this moment, remembering how she endured the scorching heat in a mascot costume, handing out flyers all day for this very pay, she suddenly felt its significant weight.

...

She returned to the river dam.

Xue Yuantong hopped out of the car, washed her hands, sliced some watermelon, placed it on a plate, then went back into Jiang Ning’s room, plopped down on her dedicated chair, and tore open a snack package.

Everything ready, she booted up the computer.

Xue Yuantong had bought snacks today and was in a great mood. She was using Jiang Ning’s Gold Rank alternate account.

This account was one Jiang Ning got through his cousin, from his classmate, to serve as a boosting account.

The match-making was successful; in a Gold Rank game, there was no need to hesitate—Xue Yuantong immediately locked in Riven.

Her teammates turned out to be two couples with lovey-dovey IDs. Xue Yuantong sneered but didn’t care.

The two couples were all lovey-dovey from the start, typing to comfort each other.

Xue Yuantong focused on top lane, oblivious to everything else.

If they didn’t come to help her, Xue Yuantong wouldn’t help them either.

When the teammates, distracted by their affection, died several times, they began to question, "Riven, why don’t you support?"

Xue Yuantong replied, "I’m stealing from their jungle."

A while later, the teammates asked again, "Riven, what are you doing?" novelbuddy.cσ๓

Xue Yuantong responded, "I’m still stealing from their jungle."

One of the partners in the couples lost his temper, "Do you even know how to play? Don’t you know how to support?"

"You’re not coming to team fights? Just staying alone in top lane?"

"If you can’t play, I suggest you just go AFK!"

After a good while, receiving no reply, a teammate couldn’t help but ask again, "Riven, why aren’t you responding?"

Xue Yuantong: "I’m stealing from their jungle."

The teammates exploded in unison, throwing blame around, each accusing, "This whole game is your fault. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have been caught out so badly."

Their blaming skills were strong, bolstered by their numbers, and they gained the upper hand in the argument.

Amidst laughter, Xue Yuantong killed the enemy Crock.

Then the enemy jungler came for a gank and was also killed by Xue Yuantong.

The mocking tone of the teammates continued, "What’s the use of just you having gold? You think you can win alone?"

In the online world, Xue Yuantong wasn’t one to take things lying down. She declared, "A bunch of elementary school kids."

The teammates were infuriated by the comment, but the game continued as usual, and finally, it was time for a team fight—the moment was coming when all ten players would clash.

Xue Yuantong saw her opportunity, taking the lead and charging to the forefront.

As a major team fight was about to erupt, the two couples on Xue Yuantong’s side, as if they had a prior agreement, simultaneously stopped in their tracks, leaving Xue Yuantong to charge into the fray alone.

The screen was filled with messages: "Riven, you think you’re so tough? You fight by yourself then!"

"Isn’t it 1v5?"

"I want to see how you fight!"

Nothing but jeers.

Xue Yuantong snorted coldly; in a moment of crisis, she remained fearless, employing her lightning-quick QA combo with unbelievable speed, first cutting down the AD carry.

Using extremely showy movements and precise damage, she killed all five enemies.

Just before the game ended, she sent a message, "So what if it was 1v5?"

From the opposing side came a stream of 666, showering her with praise.

Xue Yuantong casually ate a slice of watermelon and easily claimed victory in the match.

Afterward, she turned to Jiang Ning and asked, "Am I amazing or what?"

"Amazing," Jiang Ning praised.

But Xue Yuantong wasn’t blinded by the victory; she knew that level of play was only possible in the Gold Rank game. She definitely wouldn’t make it in a King’s Game.

She decided to find a like-minded game buddy on her journey to climb the ranks.

After some thought, she privately messaged Shang Caiwei, whom she had met at the car accident scene the day before yesterday.

Xue Yuantong: "Wanna play a game? Right now. My ID is [Ningning Stealing]."

Meanwhile, in a well-lit, air-conditioned room in a villa in the urban area, Shang Caiwei, sitting in a gaming chair, saw this ID.

She stared at it for a moment, feeling a sense of familiarity.

She quickly opened a spreadsheet on her desktop.

The spreadsheet was densely packed; she searched for [Ningning Stealing].