Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 140 The President Is Picking Up Trash 10
What will they be like?
Qingyun couldn't guarantee that those people would also choose to betray Feng Zixuan under Song Ningyu's temptation?
Qingyun felt a little melancholy.

It would be nice if she was a person now, at least the task would be more than half easier.

However, no matter who will be Feng Zixuan's guardian in the future, Wang Qiuju and Feng Jiannan must break away from each other as soon as possible.

Otherwise, who knows if these two bastards will sell Feng Zixuan again in the future?

After thinking about it, Qingyun still felt uneasy, she had to find a way to tell Feng Zixuan that he must get a certificate that Wang Qiuju and Feng Jiannan had nothing to do with each other, and the police should stamp the certificate, otherwise she was always worried that there would be endless troubles in the future.

After Feng Zixuan fell asleep that night, Qing Yun scratched her head and ears in worry, but couldn't find a good solution after much deliberation. Finally, she could only ask the backup system if there was any medicine that could make people understand dogs. She wanted to buy one.

After listening to the system, the answer was also very straightforward: "Yes, but the host points are not enough."

Qingyun: "Is there any medicine that can make me speak human language?"

System: "Yes, you can't afford it."

Qingyun: ...

I'll fuck you!
Qingyun is so angry that he doesn't want to talk, Ma Dan, I feel that this backup system is a rip off!Not reliable at all.

Qingyun racked his brains to think of a solution, feeling that he was almost bald with worry, and when his gaze finally caught sight of Feng Zixuan who was sleeping soundly, he had an idea and suddenly thought of "Dream of Dafa".

This exercise was something she saw on Moli's bookshelf when she was in Moli World. The method of entering the dream is very simple, and it only needs a trace of energy from the dreamer to connect to the dream.

But falling into a dream consumes more spiritual power, and the strength of spiritual power directly determines the length of time. With Qing Yun's current situation, it would be great if he could only stay for 3 minutes at most.

Qing Yun thought about it, and felt that this time was enough to explain everything.

So he crawled into Feng Zixuan's arms, captured his aura, and used spiritual power as a medium to slowly invade his consciousness into his dreams.

"Feng Zixuan!" The sleeping Feng Zixuan suddenly heard a crisp cry.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself lying on a vast expanse of grass, with various small flowers blooming around him, and butterflies fluttering around him.

Feng Zixuan was in a daze, was he dreaming?

Otherwise, how could you lie in such a beautiful place?
Feng Zixuan raised his hand, and a few butterflies landed on his hand, fluttering their wings, as if they were not afraid of people.

Feng Zixuan smiled, it really was a dream, how could a real butterfly be so bold, but this place is really beautiful, it would be great if Xiaoguai was by his side.

As he was thinking about this, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Feng Zixuan, listen to me, you must go to the police station tomorrow and ask Wang Qiuju and Feng Jiannan to take you back. If they refuse, you must ask them to write A certificate that has nothing to do with you, and let the police station stamp it, you remember it! You must remember it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding grass quickly withered and turned yellow. Feng Zixuan was startled and jumped up from the bed.

"What a strange dream!" Feng Zixuan scratched his head and lay down again.

As soon as he lay down, he realized that he seemed to be crushed by something, and when he looked down, he realized that the cat had fallen asleep on his bed at some point.

He smiled, lay down a little bit, and stroked her hair lightly. For some reason, he felt that the hair on her body was not as smooth as before, and felt rough.

"Did you fall asleep?" Feng Zixuan muttered to himself, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Qingyun poked her head out of his arms, feeling that she was so weak.

She thought that it only took one minute for her to finish these things, but in order to give Feng Zixuan a good dream, she accidentally used up all her spiritual energy.

God, so hungry...

Qingyun felt uncomfortable all over his body and couldn't fall asleep, so he could only quietly climb out of the tent and continue to meditate to absorb spiritual energy.

But the more I sat, the hungrier I felt, and there was nothing to eat at the moment, so I could only rub against Wang Qiuju's grocery shopping basket, sticking out my tongue to lick the blood left on it.

Wow, I can't take it anymore, why did I mess up so badly!

Qingyun burst into tears.

If the tasker has reached her level, he should just stop living!
Fortunately, this extreme hunger was just a sequela caused by the exhaustion of spiritual energy. After a while, Qingyun felt much better.

She wept silently, she would definitely not mess around like this next time in a dream, she was so hungry that she wanted to eat Ollie.

Qingyun sat outside and began to absorb spiritual energy again. The spiritual energy in this world is too thin, and she finally ran out of stock after saving some. She must hurry up and accumulate strength again, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with problems.

Qingyun absorbed the spiritual power all night, and finally let a small amount of spiritual power flow in the empty meridians, but the inner alchemy has no spiritual power storage.

Seeing that the sky was getting bright, Qingyun went back to the tent and continued to sleep. Feng Zixuan opened his eyes after she lay down, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and found that it became smooth again.

Did you really fall asleep last night?

Feng Zixuan was stunned.

After going to school, Feng Zixuan felt even more confused.

Because he suddenly found that everyone in the school was looking at him up and down, and their eyes were full of sympathy. Even the teachers in class looked at him with a look of caring for the mentally retarded.

Feng Zixuan: ...

Why do you wake up and feel that the whole world has become strange?
Facing the sympathetic gazes that could be seen everywhere, Feng Zixuan felt exhausted, but he didn't know why.

He didn't understand the situation until the head teacher called him to the office.

It turned out that Zhang Min posted his incident on the Internet, which attracted a lot of attention. Even the education department was alerted and specifically named Anxian No. [-] Middle School to pay more attention to the students.

Only then did the teacher in charge know that the student in his class, who was usually silent and ranked in the top five every time, had been wandering outside for more than two years.

The homeroom teacher was a little ashamed, but it wasn't because he didn't understand the situation. The tenth middle school's education level is not high, and the teaching staff is not strong. Those who come here to study are either from poor families or just to dawdle.

Most of the teachers here turn a blind eye and basically don't care as long as they don't cause any big trouble.And since Feng Zixuan went to school, he has never seen Feng Zixuan's parents attend a parent-teacher meeting.

The class teacher was already used to it, and only thought that his parents were busy, plus he usually had good grades and didn't cause trouble, so he didn't pay much attention to his family situation.

Now that he knew about Feng Zixuan's situation, the head teacher felt a little uncomfortable.

He was silent for a long time, but he didn't know what to say, so he took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "I'm sorry, Feng Zixuan, the teacher was negligent. few."

"Mr. Chen, you are..." Feng Zixuan took a step back, a little surprised.

The teacher in charge took a deep breath and looked at the ragged child in front of him. His eyes felt sore for some reason. He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said with a smile, "Study hard, and go to the teacher's house after school, okay?" ?”

(End of this chapter)