Ninth class citizen

Chapter 28: Humans’ sorrows and joys are never shared

Guan Ning thought that the simulation cabin used by middle and high-level citizens must be much more advanced than the one used on the ninth-level planet. It might be able to achieve the effect of entering without any strange feeling, so as not to cause various sensory disorders.

Therefore, people will inevitably feel uncomfortable if they continue to use such inferior goods.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the last one to come out of the cabin.

Guan Ning jumped out of the simulation cabin and walked over to help Nan Rong.

"Don't worry." He said, "As long as you practice more, you will get used to it soon. And I don't care about the few points that were deducted. A top student like you will be able to make up for it quickly."

"Oh?" Nan Rong blinked: "You were deducted credits just now?"

"Isn't it?" Guan Ning Dasheng shared the same hatred and hatred for the enemy:
"A full 12 points were deducted! I've been in the simulation cabin a few times before, so my reaction was relatively slow. I also went to pick fruits during the second half of the class. But tell me, who can do it exactly like the teaching robot?"

"Take digging the rhizome as an example. Isn't it normal to break a few whiskers and tear a piece of skin? Why do you say the quality is too bad? It's totally unreasonable! Don't you agree?"

"Uh." Nan Rong coughed twice: "My opinion is exactly the opposite of yours. Picking must be meticulous, otherwise it will seriously affect the purity of the material, and then affect the final effect of the medicine."

"No, who are you talking to? We are all fellow sufferers who have had our credits deducted. Can't we stick together for warmth?"

"Student Guan, you may have misunderstood. I didn't get any credits deducted." Nan Rong raised his eyebrows, looking very excited.

"Impossible?" Guan Ning asked doubtfully, "With such a demanding course, can you still earn credits?"

"Anyway, I have something else to do, so I won't say any more to you." Nan Rong walked away happily: "See you later."

What makes me happier than getting a lot of credits is hearing that my classmates had their credits deducted.

As one thing goes up, another goes down, and you gain double the happiness.

Nan Rong decided to treat himself to a good night. Maybe he could go to the cafeteria and order a piece of synthetic pork chop? Just thinking about it made him drool!

Guan Ning was stunned for a while, and suddenly thought of something. He logged into the campus community to check the credit ranking of the first-year picking course.

Nan Rong's name was at the top of the list with a score of 110, more than double the second place Haydn's 48 points.

Comparing it with your own negative 12 points, it results in double damage, or a critical hit.

Is this still a human being? Guan Ning gritted his teeth in hatred and decided to soothe his wounded heart with delicious food.

Then, he met Nan Rong in the cafeteria.

After that, Guan Ning couldn't control his mouth and asked her some questions such as identifying materials in the wild and tips for picking.

After spending thousands of dollars, he finally got some universal answers.

However, Guan Ning at this moment did not realize that the key to the problem was whether he had the eyes to discover the materials and the delicate and dexterous fingers. Instead, he was full of confidence from the inside out.

It turns out that the so-called secret of being a top student is so simple! In the next picking class, it will be my turn to amaze everyone!

At the same time, Xueli was holding a small-scale banquet in her own courtyard.

Haydn was not present due to an urgent matter, but Shui Zhongjin was invited, along with seven or eight other family members who were well-known in the Hexi Province. They were of similar age and had a common language, and with the high-quality wine and food brought in by the Xue family, the atmosphere at the banquet was quite good.

Shirley chatted with an admirer for a while, took a few sips of the sweet and delicious rainbow wine, and stood in front of several girls who were chatting enthusiastically.

"Laura." Her face was slightly flushed due to alcohol and excitement: "Haydn just sent a message, he will come over later - what about you, any news?"

Laura stood up hastily and pulled Shirley away from the curious gazes of the girls: "Shirley, I know you are anxious to hear good news, and I am looking forward to it too, so I just urged my brother - but things seem to have gone a little awry."

"You know Laura, in our world, the word 'deviation' is not accepted because it is equivalent to failure." Xueli narrowed her eyes and suppressed most of the smile on her face:
"Now organize your words and tell me what happened."

Shirley rarely displayed such a condescending attitude. Laura was not used to it and her face turned pale.

She adjusted herself for a while before saying, "The detective has lost contact."

"Lost contact?" Xueli couldn't believe it: "What does this mean?"

In today's technologically advanced world, inexplicable loss of connection often means the end of life.

"My brother received his call in the evening, but he didn't even get to see the other party's face before he hung up. After that, the other party's AI couldn't connect to it no matter what."

"My brother felt something was wrong, so he immediately sent people to the detective agency and his home to investigate. He found that there was no one at both places, and there were no signs of a fight."

Xueli's eyebrows slowly wrinkled up: "Could it be related to that person?"

"My brother has personally led people to investigate the place where he last sent a message." Laura said, and the personal intelligence wrist on her wrist suddenly shook: "My brother's message! Wait a moment, let me take a look."

Her pupils contracted instantly, her lips opened slightly, and then closed helplessly.

"What happened?" Shirley's fingers tightly grasped the goblet, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

"That detective, he's dead." Laura raised her head in despair. "Not only him, but also two high school graduates who just graduated died tragically."

"He's dead." Xueli didn't care about anything else and asked, "Where's the information he found before? Has your brother seen it?"

"No." Laura said: "The scene has been sealed by the Special Affairs Bureau."

"It's the Special Affairs Bureau again," Xueli whispered to herself.

Laura received a message from her eldest brother again.

"Shirley." She bit her lower lip and said hesitantly, "My brother suggested that we stop investigating further."

"Why, even he thinks that Nan Rong has some extraordinary identity and background?" Xueli turned around abruptly. The light and shadow of the chandelier cast on her back, making her face look a little hideous.

"No, Shirley." Laura subconsciously took a half step back: "We just think that she is a little weird."

"So you're scared?" Xueli laughed coldly, "It's just a few deaths, not important figures, and it may not have anything to do with her, and you backed out."

"But it doesn't matter." She didn't wait for Laura's explanation anymore, and turned around and left: "I will find someone to investigate it myself, and I must let Haydn know what kind of person he is caring for with such good intentions."

(End of this chapter)