Chapter 210: Chapter 211 School Chapter 210: Chapter 211 School Nian Shutong felt dizzy and tearless as she left Rubble’s workspace, gazing sorrowfully at the sky.

“The sky is so clear… I guess it’s still not as empty as my wallet.”

Rubble had bombarded Nian Shutong with a pile of numbers that left her head spinning and utterly confused. In the end, Rubble had emptied her account.

At that moment, Nian Shutong’s account lay deserted with a string of zeros that hurt her eyes.

Who could have imagined Rubble becoming such a big spender?

Yet, she had no choice but to comply, painful as it was.

Nian Shutong turned her sorrow into motivation and took up a hoe to get to work.

She worked until dinner time. At the small wooden house, the dinner consisted of fish, tofu stew, and baked flatbread.

The layer of crispy, delicious rice crust soaked in broth was Nian Shutong’s favorite.

“Here, it’s too hard; it’s uncomfortable for me to eat,” said Fu Yunhe as his clean fingers tore off a piece of crust and offered it to Nian Shutong.

Nian Shutong took it without any reservation and said, “Thanks, but beauty, you’re really missing out on some delicious food. You need to toughen up a bit!”

“Mm, I’ll try my best,” Fu Yunhe replied, lowering his head and biting into his flatbread, which was quite tasty.

“Ha Ha! This is really good!”

Ha Ha, sitting nearby with a wide grin, taunted Fu Yunhe by showing off how delicious the crust was, implying that he couldn’t have any.

Fu Yunhe didn’t even look up and continued eating his meal.

However, Nian Shutong, having taken from him, shot Ha Ha a warning look; Ha Ha dared not show off anymore and started voraciously eating his bread.

Fu Yunhe, still with his head down, his long lashes fluttering and his smile concealed by the somewhat bland bread.

He didn’t know why he did it; he just wanted to give her everything she liked.

For now, he still considered them close friends and hadn’t thought about deepening their relationships further.

As for Nian Shutong, she had no such thoughts either; her only concern was that Fu Yunhe’s physical condition was too frail.

He truly was a high-maintenance, fragile item that needed careful protection.

After dinner, most people took advantage of the not-too-dark night to continue working.

Some others were freshening up by the stream, though they shifted further downstream.

There was no need for a live broadcast today, and Fu Yunhe had nothing to do except sit outside.

He and Nian Shutong each sat on a chair, quietly observing the people and scenery before them.

“This character is pronounced ‘chu,’ like ‘beginning’.”

“It should be written like this.”

“This is incorrect too; for calculating numbers, one should do the multiplication first, then the addition.”

“This drawing won’t do, get a ruler.”

Nian Shutong followed the sound and looked toward Elder Hua nearby, who seemed much more serious and composed than usual as he patiently explained a problem to a child.

Fu Yunhe stood up and silently moved closer to observe Elder Hua meticulously and patiently explaining questions to the kids, much like how someone had done for him in his childhood.

After watching for a while, he hurriedly returned to Nian Shutong’s side.

“Go ahead and do it. You don’t need to ask me.”

Nian Shutong’s words surprised and delighted Fu Yunhe, “You know what I want to do?”

“I suspect it’s about a school.”

Fireworks seemed to explode in Fu Yunhe’s eyes, bright and dazzling.

“Yes! You’re right,” Fu Yunhe, now sitting, began to explain to Nian Shutong, “Our small wooden house has, in total, fifty-one children. All of them attend online classes without a specific teacher tutoring them.”

“Now with Elder Hua here, he can teach all subjects alone. The children don’t need to study all day; they just need to complete their daily learning tasks.”

“Okay, say no more,” Nian Shutong told Fu Yunhe, “I want to develop Blue Star, and building a school is essential sooner or later.”

“For now, let’s have Elder Hua teach, and see if Rubble, Ji Sisi, and others have any specialties, they can also teach classes.”

Nian Shutong thought further ahead, planning to build a real school once the population increased.

“Okay, I understand.” Fu Yunhe gladly took on the mission, beginning to select a location and study the school project.

Nian Shutong didn’t worry about it, leaving everything to Fu Yunhe, and besides, she was broke, so her involvement wouldn’t help.

She had just sat down when her Light Computer rang.

Upon activating the Light Computer, she checked her email notifications which were from the Yan Family.

Since the contract had been signed, apart from buying salt, the Yan Family had never contacted her directly.

Nian Shutong opened the email and read it carefully.

Advertisement?

She didn’t quite understand the meaning of the term, so she took to the Star Network to learn more.

Oh… so it turned out to be a way to make money.

All she had to do was repeatedly use salt in her live streams and mention that it was Yan Family’s salt to get an advertising fee from the Yan Family.

Why hesitate? It was a no-risk high-return deal, and Nian Shutong liked those best.

She quickly replied to the email, and Old Master Yan, being straightforward, directly transferred one million Star Coins to her for a trial run.

Looking at the string of zeros in her account, Nian Shutong felt healed.

The healed Nian Shutong wouldn’t just sit there; she got up and soon disappeared into the distance to cultivate.

When Dou Dou, holding a cup of water, shakily came out, he found his aunt gone.

“Aunt is so diligent, Dou Dou also wants to be a diligent person.”

Dou Dou gulped down the cup of water and held his bloated belly as he walked towards his own house.

“Dou Dou wants to sleep well and grow tall!”

To Dou Dou, that was his most important task.

Everyone in the small wooden house returned to rest when the sky had fully darkened.

Soon, the area around the small wooden house quieted down, with only occasional snores.

The next day, when Nian Shutong came back, she heard clear reading voices.

As she walked to the small bridge and followed the sounds of reading.

Downstream by the creek, a red and white house appeared there, indisputably bought by Fu Yunhe.

“How is it?”

“You’re spending money; it’s pretty good.”

Nian Shutong’s response made Fu Yunhe beam with endless joy, saying it was spot on.

“What are they reading?” Nian Shutong listened to the intermittent reading sounds; it didn’t seem coherent.

“They’re just learning characters.”

Nian Shutong looked under the red house at the neatly arranged desks and chairs, the children’s serious little faces, and Elder Hua’s content smile, all was harmonious.

She felt she should do something.

Nian Shutong nodded to Fu Yunhe and entered the small wooden house.

“Daodao!”

“Daodao?”

After calling several times and not getting a response from Daodao, she was about to continue calling when Xiao Ba spoke.

“Host, Xiao Ba will call for you.”

In the Sea of Consciousness, a green little seed with two thin little arms, two short little legs, but rather large eyes.

It wobbled over to Daodao and tapped him.

“Hey! The master is looking for you!”

“What demon!”

A knife stood… on the seed’s… body, mainly because Daodao couldn’t find a neck.