Siheyuan: Let Yourself Go He Yuzhu

Chapter 80 Liu Guangtian informs

At this moment, He Yuzhu thought of a book he had read in later generations, Traveling South and Returning North. In the end, He Yuzhu decided to do what he could for the world while ensuring his own safety.

"Silly brother, silly brother..." He Yushui's voice came.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes gradually regained focus, and he saw He Yushui stretching out the hand whose fingers he had sucked, and waving it in front of him.

He Yuzhu immediately realized that he had been distracted, but He Yushui thought that He Yuzhu was worried about his future.

"Silly brother, it doesn't matter if you can't get into a technical secondary school. It's also good to get into a high school. Even if you can't get into college in the future, you will be an intellectual when you graduate from high school and work, and you have a good chance of becoming a leader." He Yushui said.

He Yuzhu also had a headache. He Yuzhu was confident that he had the ability to tutor He Yushui in his studies, but the timing was too late. It was almost May. If he gave He Yushui intensive tutoring in these two months, it would definitely arouse suspicion from those who had ulterior motives.

He Yushui was not a man who kept his mouth shut. Someone with ulterior motives could easily trick him into believing that it was him who tutored He Yushui with just a few words. It was unbelievable at that time that a cook could tutor a junior high school student.

It would be troublesome if those people with ulterior motives investigated me again.

"Forget it, let's just respect He Yushui's personal destiny and make up for her in terms of life. Besides, even if He Yushui is lying at home waiting to die, I can still support her."

"Well, work hard! I'll buy you a bicycle tomorrow." He Yuzhu said.

"Really? Silly brother! No, where did you get the bicycle ticket? Don't lie to me!" He Yushui said excitedly and incoherently.

"Trust store, second-hand." He Yuzhu rolled his eyes and said.

He Yuzhu's consciousness space does contain bicycle tickets obtained from the black market, but Dang and the organization obviously do not agree with He Yuzhu's distribution model, distribution method and distribution power.

The power to distribute the world's resources can only be in the hands of individuals and organizations, so people like He Yuzhu will inevitably be hit.

Bicycle tickets are all traceable. It would be too troublesome if I were to be investigated for this matter. I might as well buy a second-hand one from a trust store, and then put it into the consciousness space to disassemble and reassemble it, so that the bicycle looks like a new one.

Besides, given the current situation, it’s good to have a second-hand bicycle.

"That's fine, it's a deal." He Yushui said excitedly.

"It's a deal." He Yuzhu nodded.

He Yushui was so happy that she started to do housework, which was a rare occasion. Actually, there was not much housework to do. The third aunt had already cleaned the house with the incentive of money.

He Yushui pretended to slack off, and He Yuzhu was very satisfied. He thought that he had grasped the essence of slacking off at such a young age, and would definitely be a good employee after joining the work.

He Yuzhu is now thinking about his own consciousness space. Since he has decided to do something, he must first understand himself and figure out his advantages.

Consciousness space is one's greatest reliance, and it currently has three functions.

First, it can hold visible and tangible objects, regardless of shape, as long as it is no larger than 10,000 cubic meters when touched, and it cannot be a living thing;

Second, the ability similar to earth escape is derived from the storage function;
Third, objects within the consciousness space are completely controlled by one's own consciousness and can be decomposed and reassembled.

"Isn't the third rule the Law of Equivalent Exchange in Fullmetal Alchemist? Analyze and understand matter, then decompose and reconstruct it." He Yuzhu thought to himself. He Yuzhu glanced at He Yushui who was pretending to be lazy, and took the kitchen knife from home into his consciousness space while He Yushui was not paying attention. The kitchen knife was shaped randomly according to He Yuzhu's imagination, sometimes into an iron rod, sometimes into a sword. In short, it is impossible to create something out of nothing, and can only be reshaped according to the existing ones.

He Yuzhui moved his mind, and the kitchen knife turned into a wooden-stock pistol in his hand. Unfortunately, since He Yuzhui did not understand the precise structure of the pistol, the pistol only had its shape but not its substance.

"I still have to learn. I have to understand the structure first, then comprehend it, and finally reconstruct it." He Yuzhu said to himself after he restored the pistol into a kitchen knife.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu conducted the next test, that is, whether it was necessary to touch the object with both hands. If it was necessary to touch the object with both hands, what if the other party cut off his hands after knowing this condition?
He Yuzhu first drove He Yushui back to his room, and then conducted the experiment.

He Yuzhu first tested it with his feet. As soon as he thought about it, the socks on his feet immediately appeared in his consciousness space; as soon as he thought about it again, the shoes on his feet also appeared in his consciousness space.

He Yuzhu landed barefoot on the ground and found that he could control the land with his feet. In the covered area of ​​10,000 square meters, He Yuzhu could clearly sense everything on the land, just like three-dimensional modeling.

Then, He Yuzhu continued to test various parts of the body. Through the experiments, he found that as long as his body touched something, it could be taken into the consciousness space, even if it was touched by his hair.

In this way, He Yuzhu felt relieved and no longer had to be afraid even if someone cut off his hands and feet.

Don't be afraid.

He Yuzhu stood barefoot on the ground, feeling it all. Suddenly, He Yuzhu found Liu Guangtian running towards his home.

He Yuzhui thought for a moment and put on his shoes and socks, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Zhuzi, Yi Zhonghai just came to see my dad and said that he would hold a meeting for the entire school. He said that he was donating money to Qin Huairu and would use this opportunity to blackmail you. My dad kicked Guangfu and me out of the door, and they didn't notice that I was eavesdropping." When Liu Guangtian saw He Yuzhu open the door, he immediately slipped in and said in a low voice.

"Oh, the same old thing." He Yuzhu said disdainfully.

"No, it's not the same old thing. Yi Zhonghai gave each household two to five yuan, so that when the donation comes later, everyone will donate enthusiastically and donate the money given by Yi Zhonghai back."

"Everyone is donating, but Brother Zhuzi, you don't. You will be isolated. God knows what despicable tricks Yi Zhonghai has. At this conference, you can't not donate, and you can't donate too little. Yi Zhonghai has plenty of words to put pressure on you." Liu Guangtian said.

He Yuzhu sneered again, he had grown so capable that he could actually do this. However, it was still the same old routine, destroying his own reputation, and then spreading the news everywhere so that the matchmaker would not dare to introduce girls to him for blind dates, making him a family without a son or only able to marry Qin Huairu.

"I understand. What was your father's reaction?" He Yuzhu asked.

"My father doesn't care about this matter. What he cares about is whether he can regain the power of the second uncle. He said that he is too aggrieved now. His every word and action is recorded by Guangfu and reported to the street office at any time. My father asked Yi Zhonghai to solve this matter." Liu Guangtian said.

"Guangtian, you can't push your father too hard. You should relax a little, or your father will become desperate and do something extreme." After saying this, He Yuzhu took out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to Liu Guangtian.

"Brother Zhuzi, I can't take this money. I haven't spent all the twenty yuan you gave me last time." Liu Guangtian said.

"Just take it and help me keep an eye on everything in the yard at any time. Do you understand?" He Yuzhu said after putting the money directly into Liu Guangtian's pocket.

"Okay!" Liu Guangtian patted his pockets, opened the door a crack, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he slipped out of He Yuzhu's room.

"Oh, I was worried that I would never have the chance to squeeze all of Yi Zhonghai's money. Now, the chance has come." He Yuzhu said excitedly.

(End of this chapter)