I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 155 is perfectly normal (an extra chapter for the big boss Qiu Ge)
Strangely enough, in Tianyuan, Chen Yu felt that the other party was a troublesome little devil.

But seeing the other person in the filthy city of Fukuzawa made Chen Yu feel incredibly at ease.

The other person's appearance was already outstanding, and now, set against the backdrop of the surrounding environment, she resembled a lotus flower in the water, exuding a clear and beautiful aura.

Upon seeing Chen Yu, her first reaction was to rush over, but remembering her own condition, she immediately pulled at her clothes and smiled at Chen Yu, saying, "You've come."

Today, Wang Chuyun was wearing pink loungewear. The bright color contrasted sharply with the surrounding scenery, but for some reason, it also felt strangely comfortable.

After staring at Wang Chuyun for a while, Chen Yu suddenly realized.

If you're good-looking, anything you wear will look good.

Wang Chuyun is the kind of girl who can make any outfit look fashionable; even the strangest combinations have a unique charm.

After previous training, Chen Yu's art skills have reached 95 points, and his aesthetic sense has also improved significantly.

Even with a critical eye, Chen Yu couldn't help but admire Wang Chuyun's charm and find it hard to find fault with her.

After greeting Wang Chuyun, Chen Yu looked around and asked, "Do you live around here?"

"No, I'm here to work," Wang Chuyun said with a polite smile. "Besides, the land prices here are too high; I'm not qualified to live here."

How expensive can it be?

"It's quite expensive. And even though this is a poor area, the land price is as high as 38,000 yuan per square meter. Many people make a living by renting out two square meters of rooms here, and they can still have seven children."

"What a brave soul! What do you do for a living here?"

“I take any job. Sometimes it’s selling boxed lunches, sometimes it’s delivering packages. If I’m lucky, I can get some accounting work, which is easier and pays better. Today’s job is collecting debts.”

"Whose debt is it?"

"It's from the hospital. They gave the wrong injection during the treatment, mistakenly administering a 5,000-yuan experimental drug instead of the 5,000-yuan one. But the patient was going to die anyway, so the injection was just an experiment. Now I need to confirm whether the patient is dead or not. If he is, we'll pretend nothing happened; if he is, we'll consider the treatment a success and collect the 45,000 yuan debt. If there are any other changes, we'll bring the patient back and study them."

"Huh? Huh! No, you can do it like that?"

"Isn't this common sense? Debts are settled upon death, so it's fine not to charge a dead person. If they're alive, it means the treatment was effective, so what's wrong with charging a little money?"

"What if it mutates?"

"You've mutated, so you're not the same person you were before. You're a product of the hospital. What's wrong with bringing you back?"

"Hmm...it seems like there's no problem."

Following Wang Chuyun, Chen Yu struggled through the narrow road, listening to Wang Chuyun recount the strange and wonderful things that happened there.

"The Star Lord revered in Fukuzawa City is the Star Lord of Plague. He believes that all things have the right to be healed, so he says that as long as you have money, everyone can hire a doctor."

"The first half is fine, but something's not right with the second half," Chen Yu asked, puzzled.

"That's true to some extent, but He also said that doctors must treat patients once they receive money. They cannot cheat, poison patients on purpose to make money, exaggerate or frighten patients, or spread plagues in crowded places. They must get what they pay for."

"That sounds perfectly normal."

Compared to the many hospitals in his previous life that wouldn't treat patients even if he paid them, and even deliberately killed people to make room for organ transplants, Chen Yu actually felt that what this Star Lord said made a lot of sense.

It can only be said that in such a morally bankrupt place, even the slightest anthropomorphism appears human. Chen Yu wondered if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Wang Chuyun's distance from him fluctuated.

The other person is like a pendulum in motion, involuntarily moving closer to you, then immediately moving away when you're within reach, and then slowly moving closer again.

After voicing her doubts, Wang Chuyun said apologetically, "Did you notice? I told you, because of the evil god inside me, I've been having trouble judging distances. My body subconsciously moves closer, but then I realize that it's easy to scare people away. But don't worry, I won't lay a hand on you."

"Something feels off. Are the genders reversed?"

The two continued on their way until they finally stopped deep in the slums.

It's the same as outside, only it's dirtier and smellier here.

A row of vegetables grew in the narrow open space. An old man, withered and frail, sat on a stone at the edge of the open space, eating moldy beans and staring indifferently into the distance with an attitude of waiting for death.

Walking to the opposite side of the old man, Wang Chuyun half-squatted down and asked, "Grandpa, do you remember me?"

The old man remained motionless, staring blankly into the distance, as if he were nothing more than a heartless rice-cooking machine.

The old man's dog stood up and wagged its tail, but finding there was nothing to eat, it lay back down out of boredom.

Seeing this, Wang Chuyun continued, "It's okay if you don't remember, but do you still remember the treatment you gave your grandson at the hospital?"

The old man seemed not to hear this and continued eating his beans.

The moldy beans were covered in fuzz, and you could smell their sour stench from several meters away. But the old man just ignored it and ate the beans, seemingly oblivious to the smell.

An elderly woman passing by saw Chen Yu and his companion and, while cracking sunflower seeds a short distance away, remarked, "Useless. His brain has completely gone mad. He was alright when his grandson was alive, but after his grandson died, he became like this, spending all his time hugging a dog that appeared out of nowhere, just sitting there without moving."

"Thank you, Auntie." Wang Chuyun said sweetly. The purity and beauty of her smile dazzled the aunt. The aunt specially came over and stuffed a handful of sunflower seeds into Wang Chuyun's hands, and then gave some to Chen Yu, before leaving with a big aunt's smile on her face.

While cracking sunflower seeds, Wang Chuyun asked a few more questions, but the old man ignored her and just kept eating his beans.

Standing up helplessly, Wang Chuyun said, "It's no use. I feel like he's completely lost his mind. He probably doesn't even remember if he has a grandson."

"Then there's really no other way. Let's go. By the way, what if we don't finish the work?"

Wang Chuyun sighed helplessly: "What else can we do? It's a wasted trip. But this kind of thing happens often, so it doesn't matter."

Chen Yu nodded, indicating that he understood.

But as he was leaving, he turned around and saw that the old man had lowered his head and was lovingly stroking the little yellow dog's head.

The other person was also nuzzling the old man's hand. The two of them, one human and one dog, didn't look like owner and pet, but rather like an old man and his grandson having an intimate interaction.

Noticing Chen Yu's gaze, the little yellow dog looked over nervously, but Chen Yu simply nodded slightly and pretended not to see it.

The world is a vast and wondrous place; it's not surprising that a dog can have human expressions.

Then he saw Wang Chuyun nodding at the puppy, and after noticing Chen Yu looking at her, she stuck out her tongue shyly, then pretended not to care and said, "The world is a big place, and there are all kinds of wonders. It's normal for a dog to have human expressions, right?"

"Yeah, that's perfectly normal."

(End of this chapter)