I really like your sand sculpture group friends

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: There are fewer of them, but Shishi probably doesn't like crowded places.

You are not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Shishi's health is not good, so it's best not to take any risks.

Bai Bai: Hmm... Too many people would be a bit...

A seductive remark: Hahaha, Shishi might indeed not be able to adapt to that kind of occasion.

Human and dragon in harmony: It's okay, take your time, there will be many opportunities in the future.

Human-Dragon Unity: After all, who knows, our game might be exhibited in the future.

Human and dragon as one: Or we can try to overcome it together when Shishi is feeling better.

Bai Bai: Yes, I will try my best.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: It's safer to stay home and play games right now, let's take it slow.

A seductive thought: Ever since we finished Don't Starve, we haven't really played games together properly.

Mo Xiangwen thought about it and realized that it did seem to be true.

The reason is actually quite simple: when he and Yan Nuoya lived together in the studio, he actually spent more time on the computer.

Since moving here, the only time I can play on the computer is during class, when I can only go back to the studio for half a day.

Given their lazy nature, they rarely went to school unless it was during class time.

Then there are survival games, which are generally quite time-consuming; playing for a short while can easily take up half a day.

So during their spare time, they generally don't play survival games. Instead, they play a couple of e-sports games and then log off to go to class.

After a whole semester, even though we've all been together the whole time, the only game we've actually completed together is Don't Starve.

Well, it can't even be called completing the game; it's just that I finally traveled through the entire area from autumn to summer.

The main reason is that the game is still not very complete, and without new updates, they probably won't be interested in continuing to play.

I could find a more engaging game, since it's winter break and I need to find some games to stay connected and maintain relationships with everyone.

I can't just spend all my free time at home playing esports.

Mo Xiangwen pondered for a long time before finally recalling a survival game from a corner of his memory.

Human-Dragon Unity: Here's what you should do, go take a look at the game Ark and study it.

A seductive approach: Okay, I'll go take a look first.

This game features building, survival, and dinosaur taming elements.

Incubating an egg can take several hours, even dozens of hours, in a game; that's quite a life experience.

At this point, it's arguably the most time-consuming survival game, easily taking hundreds of hours to complete.

Therefore, he wasn't worried that Mengyao and the others would finish playing the content in the next few days.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: You can play first, I'll go home in a few days, and then I'll come back to play.

As for now, he's planning to go out.

Mo Xiangwen got out of bed and started stuffing his phone charger into his backpack.

Living here is different from living in a dormitory. There's no need to bring so much stuff back. Bringing a charger, a change of clothes, and a jacket is enough.

A seductive question: "Hey? Did you get a ticket? How dare you say you'll be home in a few days?"

Renlongheyi: Yeah, I bought a connecting ticket. Although it's not on the same line and it's a long detour, I'll just treat it as a side trip.

Use a seductive approach: Hey, I already told you to use my computer. Wouldn't it be better to stay home, play games, and wait for tickets?

Pigeon: Xiang Wen is like this, how could he dare to enter your room without your permission when you're not around?

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Sigh, that's how Xiang Wen is.

Bai Bai: Wow, don't bully Xiao Yi.

Human and dragon as one: ?

Use a seductive approach: Didn't I just agree to let him in?

Pigeon: He's afraid that if something were to happen, he wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

The allure is this: what if, where is the "what if"? What "what if" could possibly exist?

Pigeon: I don't know, but he's a coward.

Human and Dragon as One: ? That's enough.

Why does Yan Nuoya seem so aggressive today? What buff did she take?

A seductive touch: Hey, xcn.

Human and dragon in one: Annoying.

A seductive question: So, you went on a trip?

"Human and dragon in one" was just a sudden idea; the main reason was to transfer buses to get home.

Use a seductive approach: Where to go?

Human-Dragon Unity: Confidential.

Is it a secret?

Yan Nuoya, who had just gotten off the high-speed train, stared at her phone screen in a daze for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and a faint smile slowly appeared on her face.

P.S.: There will be more later. I've been feeling really bad lately, but I'll try my best to get back to updating twice a week.

Chapter 174 Good luck, kid.

She didn't lie to Xiang Wen; she really didn't need to go back for the New Year.

The reason I came back this time was simply to take one last look at this place.

Yan Nuoya sighed silently to herself and looked up at the sign for the orphanage.

When she was abandoned, her parents thought she didn't understand anything, but in fact she already had memories.

The reason for being abandoned is actually quite simple: gray hair and a dislike of talking.

This is enough.

Neither her father nor her mother liked her.

As for how she got here, she didn't care much and didn't bother to remember it. Even the faces of her parents became blurry.

She walked into the orphanage on her own. The staff inside were quite familiar with this white-haired girl and made no attempt to stop her. They simply glanced at her and let her continue walking inside.

This is quite normal; the staff at this welfare home are all long-time employees and are not young.

At first, they were quite wary of her because of her naturally white hair. In addition, she never spoke and stood out from all the other children. She never asked them for help, so naturally they had no feelings for her.

However, at least no staff member bullied or verbally abused her.

For them, it was just a job, and they wouldn't spend any extra time or energy on her.

There were only a few unfamiliar children in the hall, who avoided her when they saw her.

Upon arriving at the office door, Yan Nuoya gently knocked and, after receiving permission to "come in," pushed open the familiar office door.

The old lady she knew was sitting behind the table as always, flipping through a book.

Her reading habit was not something she learned from the old lady.

But the fact that there were books to read was undoubtedly thanks to the old lady.

The old lady was a person who loved reading. Before she received her first royalties, most of the books she read came from the books shared by the welfare home and her own collection.

The elderly woman with white hair looked up at her, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "It's you. Why are you back again?"

"Mm," Yan Nuoya replied simply.

They're back again. Those words sound so familiar.

Every time she comes back, it seems she has to go through this kind of conversation.

Yes, nobody likes her, including this old lady, the dean.

Well, whatever, she doesn't care.

Even if you're alone, you can live a good life.

She knew why the dean disliked her.

"You're too smart, smarter than a child," the dean once said to her, completely disregarding the fact that she was only a few years old at the time.

Of course, she did not disappoint the dean; she simply replied with an "Oh."

However, the headmistress always treated every child equally, and she even had a little bit of special privileges.

Apart from her, the headmistress never felt comfortable lending her treasured books to any other child without adult supervision.

Only she, the dean, never worried that she would damage the books.

“You don’t need to do this.” The old lady lowered her head again and turned another page of her book. “You’re still a college student. You have your own expenses. The money you earn from writing books is your own.”

Yan Nuoya has been living alone since high school.

Anyway, there's no one to play with here, so it's fine for her to rent a place outside and play games by herself. She doesn't even need to borrow the dean's computer.

The money for rent is of course earned by myself.

She not only writes novels online, but also takes on WeChat articles and advertisements online.

These things were all very simple for her; she could learn them at a glance.

Of course, as a minor at the time, she needed her guardian's ID card for everything, whether it was renting a place or working part-time, so the director of the hospital handled all of these things for her.

The money, of course, was collected on her behalf by the dean and then handed over to her.

Of course, there was never any instance of her money being embezzled.

"I am very grateful to Dean for your guidance, and I am also very grateful to the academy for taking me in back then," Yan Nuoya said softly. "Therefore, it is only right for me to donate some money to the academy as much as I can."

The old lady shook her head and sighed.

"First of all, I have to correct you." The old lady's voice was calm, but it carried an indescribable sense of authority.

"The money in the hospital comes from allocated funds and donations from caring people in society."

"It is the facility's responsibility to adopt you."

"It is the staff of our institute who are responsible for training you."

The old lady spoke very steadily, and even though she took several breaths in the middle, she still maintained a natural flow and fluency in her tone.

"This has absolutely nothing to do with personal feelings or preferences."

"Besides, you have never received my training, nor do you need it."

Finally, the old lady seemed somewhat emotional and added, "Also, I couldn't have raised such an outstanding child as you."

"The orphanage accepts donations from the public," Yan Nuoya said, her eyes unfocused and her tone seemingly absent-minded.

“That’s enough,” the old lady said softly. “You are excellent. Your donations over the past two years have far exceeded the cost of raising you.”

“Here, the cost of raising a child is not as high as you might imagine.”

"If you can work well in society, you've already done justice to the money the welfare home has allocated to you."

"You have a long road ahead of you."

"Yes, I know." Yan Nuoya nodded slightly. "So this should be the last time."

From now on, we'll go through the company channels. Just ask Xiang Wen for a favor. Yan Nuoya thought to herself, somewhat lost in thought.

"Really? That's good." The old lady seemed a little emotional. "Although I knew from the first moment I saw you that you would become an excellent adult, I didn't expect you to be this excellent."

Yan Nuoya still couldn't understand what the old lady was thinking, but this was indeed the first time she had heard the old lady praise her.

She didn't care before, and she cares even less now.

"Thank you for your compliment. I won't bother you any longer then." Yan Nuoya smiled and said, "Goodbye, Dean."

The old lady nodded slightly, indicating that she had heard.

Now that she had said goodbye, Yan Nuoya no longer lingered here; she had more important things to do.

Just before she was about to leave, the old lady asked, seemingly casually.