It seems that the villain is targeting me.

Number Four was so distressed that he almost stuttered. "Anyway, as long as I have this tool, I don't have to worry about your safety... probably."

"What kind of prop is that?" Xiao Niao asked curiously.

This kind of vocabulary that only appears in online games actually feels a bit fresh to her.

So far, Xiao Niao has traveled through worlds with a strong sense of reality, but the word "props" gave her the illusion that she was playing a game.

[Hmm, let me take a look. Xiao Si should have bound it to the warehouse.]

The system began searching the warehouse: [Not this, not this… what kind of junk is this—ah, got it!]

It seemed that he had finally found such a prop. Tongzi calmed down and began to check the information on it.

After reading it, the system couldn't help but smack its lips in amazement: [Hiss... This is indeed a very powerful item.]

After a few seconds of silence, the system sorted out all the information about the props and displayed it directly in front of Xiao Niao.

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Category: Disposable consumable items

【Version Human Rights Experience Card】

Description: As the name suggests, it can allow you to experience the warmth and beauty of human nature in the existing version, greatly improving the player's gaming experience!

FEATURES

: Automatically retrieves the most powerful person known to the user (must be real), completely copies their skills and physical attributes, and projects them onto the user, lasting five minutes.

Comment: "Even Ultraman's human form can only exist on Earth for three minutes!"

[Please note that this experience card is not allowed to be used in real life]

[Please note that this experience card is not allowed to be used in ▇▇ type games]

[The final right of interpretation of this item belongs to Control]

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Chapter 5000: Little Bird: I heard there is someone here with the surname Chen (+)

In Chen Xiaoya's mind, "adults" are completely untrustworthy.

At fourteen, whenever she saw an adult raise their hand, she would instinctively curl up and put her arms in front of her head.

She learned at a very young age how to endure pain and how to better protect herself from beatings.

You can't close your eyes. You have to keep them open and observe the adults' movements through the gaps in their arms.

It's important to know what to protect: a hit on the arm or back isn't a big deal, but a punch to the head or a kick in the stomach is terrifying.

Once, Chen Xiaoya was unable to dodge and was hit in the abdomen by his father's sudden kick.

She immediately fell to the ground, curled up tightly as if she had been electrocuted, her body bent into a bow shape, unable to even scream, and could only make a clattering sound of teeth grinding.

After that, I didn't feel anything when my father kicked me in the knee. I just lay on the kitchen floor until late at night, then I staggered to my feet.

This was a nightmarish and terrifying memory for the young Chen Xiaoya, and it left a deep impression on her.

From childhood to adulthood, the impression her father Chen Zhengkang left on her has never changed. Her most profound memory of her father is the way he raised his fist and the excruciating pain that followed.

If we have to say what he brought to Chen Xiaoya, it was fear.

Her father was the source of her fear.

In Chen Xiaoya's impression, his father always gets angry easily, and no one knows what will ignite his anger.

The timing of a man's explosion is extremely difficult to predict. Sometimes, even over trivial matters, he will explode instantly like a firecracker thrown into a fire.

Before going to school, Chen Xiaoya's life was almost as hard as hell.

Her father liked to drink and would get drunk and crazy after drinking. When he was in a good mood, he would curse Chen Xiaoya and call her a bastard who lost money. When he was in a bad mood, he would slap her twice, and then, drunkenly, he would order a child who was not even as tall as the stove to get him something to eat.

As for whether Chen Xiaoya, who was only five or six years old, had food to eat, his father didn't care at all.

Sometimes he would remember to leave one or two dollars at home, but most of the time there would be nothing. Chen Xiaoya was so hungry that he saw stars, and he could only get by by drinking more water.

Her family lived in a tube-shaped building, with one household squeezed next to another. The neighbors all knew each other, and everyone knew that her father was a heartless beast who drank, played cards, and committed domestic violence, even driving his own wife away.

Chen Xiaoya remembered that when she was a child, someone told her that she looked very much like her mother.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the man always looked at her with such hatred and would hit her if he was not satisfied.

Later, this kind of thing happened more and more frequently, and the neighbors finally couldn't stand it anymore and called the police.

The police criticized and educated Chen Xiaoya's father, but they could not do anything about Chen Xiaoya's affairs. The first thing her father did after returning from the police station was to smash the neighbor's door, kicking and blocking the door and cursing for two hours.

From then on, no one dared to interfere in her affairs.

Life didn't get a little better until she reached school age. The country enforced compulsory education, so she had to go to school regardless of whether Chen Zhengkang agreed or not.

When Chen Xiaoya was in school, she was the most hardworking and obedient student. She studied very diligently and after school she would find ways to collect scrap and do odd jobs to earn a few dollars. She was taciturn, never caused trouble, and had almost no friends.

In school, students like her are actually the most likely to be bullied and excluded, but Chen Xiaoya doesn't care at all. Even if her classmates secretly say that she is introverted and look down on her because of her poverty, Chen Xiaoya doesn't take it to heart.

She likes school because she feels that school is her "hope" and "future", and her only remaining "decency" and "dignity".

Chen Xiaoya realized at a very young age that the only way for her to leave her bastard father behind was to study hard and disappear like her mother.

This was the only ray of light in Chen Xiaoya's dark and bitter life, and she tried her best to grasp it.

This child is actually quite good at studying. Having a violent father and suffering from hunger and cold have not affected her grades much. Although she is not the best and most outstanding one, the teachers all think that she has a chance to be admitted to a high school in the city and leave this small town.

As for her unfortunate father, he didn't know what he was thinking. After hearing that Chen Xiaoya was a good student at school and her teacher had applied for a scholarship for her, he simply stopped spending a penny.

He himself drank and played cards every day, went to restaurants every now and then, and as soon as he had a little money he would go out to fool around with women.

—This person doesn’t have a proper job. He can’t stand the hardship. He usually does odd jobs at construction sites to earn enough to eat and drink. But he is extremely addicted to gambling and playing cards.

My father lives his life one day at a time. Today he may have delicious food and wine, but tomorrow he may not have a single grain of rice to eat. If Chen Xiaoya relies on her father to support her, she will lose eight lives.

This little girl managed to get through the most difficult year by relying on the little savings she had accumulated in the previous few years. Her grades inevitably declined, but she still managed to stay above the admission line for the city high school.

The high school entrance exam lasted for three days. After handing in the papers on the last day, Chen Xiaoya walked out of the school with empty pockets and stomach. He felt that he had used up all his energy in life.

She stood at the door in a daze for more than ten minutes, as if her soul had left her body and was wandering around in the sky, before finally reluctantly shrinking back into her human body.

All around were parents who were outside picking up candidates. Some were anxious and asked how the exam went, while others were not anxious and asked their children what they wanted to eat. In short, none of them had anything to do with Chen Xiaoya.

She tugged at the strap of her schoolbag, feeling very worried, secretly wondering how she would raise the tuition and living expenses if she was admitted to high school.

The key high schools in the city are different from those here. There are many top students with good grades. Students from the surrounding four or five districts and counties are all trying their best to squeeze in. Chen Xiaoya's grades are indeed very good, but compared with the entire city, they are not good enough.

Even if she performed extremely well in the exam and had a chance of passing the admission line, she would definitely not be able to get tuition waiver or a bonus.

If she can't raise enough tuition, she may not be able to go to school even if she passes the exam.

Chen Xiaoya returned home with a heavy heart. Not surprisingly, her father was not at home. The house was pitch black, and the kitchen was cold without even a drop of hot water.

Even though these days were important days for her exams, Chen Zhengkang would disappear early in the morning, and sometimes he would not even be home at night.

Chen Xiaoya wished he would die outside and didn't even want to ask where he had been - it was probably some mahjong parlor or something like that - so she cleaned up and cooked herself a bowl of noodles.

She has not been idle these days while waiting for the results. Chen Xiaoya found herself a job delivering milk, earning four or five yuan a day.

At that time, the average salary in the city was only about 400 yuan a month. A daily wage of 5 yuan was already very good for a child who had not yet reached adulthood.

After a few days of peace and tranquility, Chen Xiaoya's high school entrance examination results came out.

She did quite well in the exam, even better than she expected, and scored fifteen points higher than the admission score of the No. 1 Middle School in the city. There were only four people in their school who met the admission standards of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, and she was one of them.

Chen Xiaoya stood in front of the bulletin board surrounded by people and looked at his results, but he couldn't feel happy at all.

She felt that she should be happy, but her stomach felt heavy, as if it was filled with cold stones.

She thought: There is no way my dad would be able to support me through high school.

The tuition for a key high school is two thousand yuan a year, and it has to be paid for a whole year at one time. Chen Xiaoya went to deliver milk every day, and it would take him four hundred days without eating or drinking to save enough for the first year.

This is just tuition, there are also book fees, miscellaneous fees and living expenses, everything requires money.

There is no way I could afford this amount of money on my own.

Chen Xiaoya felt a kind of depression in her heart that she couldn't tell anyone else. She tried hard to calm herself down and not care about those things, but the strong unwillingness swept over her like a surging flood.

She stared at her grade column for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran out.

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When Chen Xiaoya walked into the alley, he had already begun to regret it.

She didn't know why she came here, why she came to look for her foolish father.

This man had been beating and scolding her since she was a child, and he never let her down. Chen Xiaoya was afraid of him when she was a child, and hated him from the bottom of her heart when she grew up.

But apart from this rotten father, she didn't know who else she could turn to.

She couldn't help but feel a bit hopeful: Maybe after he hears the results, he will give me some of the money?

Even if I only give her half, it would be fine.

This kind of thing has happened in the past. When Chen Zhengkang won money playing cards or was in a good mood for some other reason, he would suddenly give Chen Xiaoya some warmth like alms.

He would buy a bunch of food for Chen Xiaoya and give her pocket money very generously. Then he would watch the child wolf down the food while nagging beside her, saying things like how hard it is for me to make money and that she should remember to be filial to him in the future, as if the beatings and vicious curses had never happened before.

In fact, Chen Xiaoya knew in his heart that this was just a spur-of-the-moment fatherly love from the man, and the enthusiasm would fade away before dark, and whatever would happen next would be fine.

But in her heart she still longed for even a little warmth. Chen Xiaoya wanted to be more rational, but every time her father was nice to her, she couldn't help but fantasize in her heart: Maybe he will change later?

Chen Xiaoya scolded himself while looking for him with a lucky heart. He seemed to be about to split into two

Two people.

She really felt that she owed someone something, like a scabby dog that only remembered the food and not the beating. She would always remember any favors others gave her... Chen Xiaoya attributed this to her bad genes and that she was born with a mean bone in her body.

She walked into the alley and wandered around the mahjong parlors that Chen Zhengkang usually visited. Someone pointed the way to her and said her father was in the "Huaqiang Mahjong Hall".

Chen Xiaoya didn't have a good impression of this place. The last time her father played mahjong there, he lost hundreds of dollars in one night, leaving the family without food for three consecutive months.

But she still went there.

On the way, she encountered a very strange thing: Chen Xiaoya saw a strange young woman in the alley.

The latter was about twenty years old, with a pretty face and a bulging canvas bag.

This man has a very gentle scholarly air and seems very easy to talk to. He doesn't look like someone who would appear in a place like this.

Maybe the person had taken the wrong road, so Chen Xiaoya didn't think too much and quickly walked around him.

She soon arrived at the door of Huaqiang Mahjong Hall.

The person guarding the door knew her. Chen Xiaoya said she was looking for her father, so the other party turned a blind eye and let her in.

There were a lot of people in the mahjong hall, and it was filled with the pungent smell of cigarettes. The smell was very unpleasant. Chen Xiaoya endured the discomfort in his nasal cavity and walked around the room twice before finding his father.

Chen Zhengkang was playing a game of mahjong at the time. Perhaps because he had been up all night, his eyes were full of bloodshot and a cigarette was dangling crookedly from his mouth. The moment he saw Chen Xiaoya, he frowned in annoyance.

"Dad," Chen Xiaoya looked at a stain on the floor, "My high school entrance exam results are out, I..."

"Fuck you, bang!" Chen Zhengkang cursed and threw out a mahjong tile, then glanced at Chen Xiaoya, "Ah? What are you doing?"

Chen Xiaoya didn't react at all to her father's words which were full of gunpowder. She just stared at the stain on the floor.

"...I got into the No. 1 Middle School in the city," she said. "I did very well on the test. My teacher said I was in the top ten in the county."

If this happened in a normal family, when a child got such results, the parents would usually prepare two tables for dinner, but for Chen Zhengkang, it became a reason for him to get inexplicably angry.

"Top ten? So what if I'm in the top ten?"

His voice was so sharp that it almost broke, and he screamed distortedly like a demon.

"Look at the way you're showing off. It's just a test. Is it really that big of a deal?"

Perhaps because this round of mahjong was completely hopeless, Chen Zhengkang simply threw all the cards down, threw the cigarette to the ground angrily, and crushed it with the toe of his leather shoe.

The people playing cards at the same table shouted, "If you can't afford to play cards, then don't play," but Chen Zhengkang cursed back fiercely.

Then he turned his head again and looked at his daughter with gloomy eyes.

"You think you're so great? More great than me? Then why are you hanging around here? Huh?"

As Chen Zhengkang was speaking, he suddenly reached out and slapped her in the face.

Chen Xiaoya was startled and subconsciously took a half step back, barely avoiding the slap, but his cheek was inevitably scratched by the fingertips.

Chen Zhengkang cursed, "Damn you little bastard, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You're as wild as your mother, just thinking about running away! Just thinking about running away!"