Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

If it were my sensitive self from a past life, I would probably be so ashamed right now that I would want to disappear into the ground.

But now, just thinking about how many of these people will still be alive after the apocalypse, she decided to forgive them.

When these people are freezing because they have no food, no water, and no clothes, who will have the time to talk about whether she, Mo Chenchen, is right or wrong?

She walked through the crowd expressionlessly, her back ramrod straight, her eyes fixed straight ahead, devoid of any emotion.

These people didn't see the reaction they expected, and they all curled their lips in boredom. People are so strange; they always want to find someone who is inferior to them in every way, to crush them into the dust, so that they can highlight that they are not so worthless.

Isolation? Just what she wanted.

She no longer needs the approval of these people who are about to die.

The more indifferent, malicious, and harsh they are, the more firmly they can protect her heart.

There was no one in this world she cared about. Even the orphanage where she used to live was shut down by the government three years ago for embezzling charitable funds.

So many people do good deeds and donate money every year, whether it's out of genuine sincerity or just for show, but the money they give is real. So why are orphanages still struggling?

Every orphanage claims to be struggling and poor, but when people do good deeds, the first place they think of is the orphanage, isn't it?

Mo Chenchen didn't want to cause trouble, but there were always those who didn't know any better and treated her like a pushover.

On her way to the main teaching building to complete the procedures, Mo Chenchen was stopped by several girls, who had obviously heard the rumors and wanted to stand up for Senior Lin.

One of the tall girls deliberately bumped into Mo Chenchen hard with her shoulder.

Mo Chenchen narrowed her eyes, did not dodge, but instead adjusted her angle and rammed into him with all her might.

"Ah!" Caught off guard, the girl cried out in pain, and was pulled several steps to the side by a clever force, almost falling flat on her face.

"Ouch, are you blind? You bumped into someone and didn't even apologize?" The girl started by accusing her, clutching her aching arm and glaring at her with a vicious look on her face.

The other female classmates were stunned. Looking at their friend who was still hugging her shoulders and grimacing, they felt that she was taking the acting too seriously. They immediately realized what was happening and cooperated with their friend.

The group's faces immediately turned fierce as they approached Mo Chenchen: "You bitch, you dare to bump into our friend? Trying to scam us again? We're not like Lin, we won't tolerate you."

As he spoke, he actually pushed Mo Chenchen's shoulder. Mo Chenchen sneered, "He's really asking for death."

He grabbed the girl's outstretched wrist and twisted it outwards. With a crack, her wrist was dislocated, and the girl screamed in pain.

Before Mo Chenchen could finish, he slapped the girl across the face with a crisp sound, making her sit on the ground.

Seeing the stunned girl beside him, he didn't care whether she made a move or not, and kicked her in the stomach, causing another scream.

The remaining girl immediately took several steps back, afraid that Mo Chenchen would hit her again.

When did Mo Chenchen become so fierce? Looking at her three grimacing friends, she subconsciously took several steps back.

Mo Chenchen clapped his hands, looked at the group, and said in an unfriendly tone, "What, looking for trouble?"

The uninjured girl felt uneasy under his gaze and instinctively took a step back, shouting in a trembling voice, "Why...why are you hitting me!"

"Hitting someone?" Mo Chenchen's lips curled into a faint sarcasm: "I was acting in self-defense, and who saw it? Next time you want to bully someone, think twice about your own capabilities."

The group wanted to teach Mo Chenchen a lesson, so they naturally looked for a place with few people and no cameras, which made things convenient for her.

I'm not going to waste her time arguing with a few people; she's busy enough!

Mo Chenchen straightened the not-so-disheveled hem of her clothes and continued walking.

She doesn't tolerate anyone's bad behavior; that's her current motto.

The apocalypse taught her that taking a step back won't lead to a brighter future; it will only embolden the other party to take advantage of you until they've devoured you completely.

Only by demonstrating sufficient ruthlessness and strength can we deter those restless malicious intentions.

As I entered the school's teachers' office building, at the corner of a staircase, a figure hurried up, and the two almost bumped into each other.

Mo Chenchen quickly steadied herself and dodged backward. Only then did she look up and her heart skipped a beat for the first time before returning to normal.

Yu Haoran, the current president of the student council, a third-year student, the campus heartthrob of National Cheng Kung University, and also her ex-boyfriend.

The two had a brief, three-month relationship during the second semester of their freshman year.

Yu Haoran pursued her first. Mo Chenchen was beautiful, had a quiet personality, and excelled academically. In fact, many people liked her, but most of them dared not pursue her because of her status as an orphan.

The two met in the student union. Mo Chenchen, who needed a student loan, required the student union's stamp, and they became acquainted after a few visits.

The two kept their relationship low-key and didn't make a fuss, so no one at the school knew about it.

That was the only brief ripple in her otherwise stagnant university life, but it quickly subsided.

In just three months, the two went from lovers to strangers.

Yu Haoran was also taken aback when he saw Mo Chenchen. His handsome face showed surprise, which quickly turned into concern.

"Chenchen, are you alright? Is this...?" The man's voice was as pleasant as ever, as gentle and peaceful as he remembered, with a concerned smile on his face—the warm and caring feeling that Mo Chenchen once loved most.

Upon seeing that face, Mo Chenchen's memory immediately shifted to the day before their breakup, when she was working part-time at the coffee shop and someone specifically asked to see her.

She was a very capable and elegant woman whom Mo Chenchen did not recognize. She was already full of doubts, but the woman politely asked her to sit down opposite her. The words she said made Mo Chenchen feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Mo Chenchen, I am Yu Haoran's mother." Without any preamble, she introduced herself and then got straight to the point: "I know you. You are my son's girlfriend. I admire you very much. It's truly remarkable that an orphan could get into one of the top universities in the city through her own abilities."

Mo Chenchen just sat there, waiting for the other person to continue; these polite words didn't evoke any emotion in her.

She's not some clueless little rabbit; she knows all too well what kind of society it is.

To be honest, if Yu Haoran hadn't been good-looking and had a good family background, she would never have chosen to date him. She just wanted to experience the feeling of taking a shortcut.

However, looking at her boyfriend's mother across from her, she realized that her hopes were dashed. It was hard for her to like someone so much, but it turned out that she still couldn't have any hope.