Liu'er compromised: "Alright then."

Xia Chuhe tentatively asked, "Do you know how this world works? Is it under your control? Or is it a world you designed? Or is it just a dream?"

"If I knew so much, I wouldn't have compromised my principles for money."

Xia Chuhe made a condition: "Then can you let us stop working? We can't earn money working."

Liu'er, who works two jobs every day: "..."

She cursed and agreed to Xia Chuhe's request.

...

Upon hearing that she no longer needed to work, Li Qiusheng jumped for joy, but she immediately began to worry about money: "How are we going to make money? Should we rob someone?"

"Silly boy, we have a patient here!" Xia Chuhe laughed.

A serious illness can often bankrupt a family.

Therefore, many people choose to raise money through donations, including some with ill intentions.

However, the child is indeed sick; he is a genuine patient.

Xia Chuhe wrote a short, vivid essay and asked Liu'er to help him post it.

Liu'er asked doubtfully, "Will this work?"

Xia Chuhe said confidently, "Just relax and wait to count your money!"

Half an hour later, many more comments appeared under Liu'er's post asking for help:

How pitiful! But what does it have to do with me?

I'm about to collapse from exhaustion at work, could any kind soul lend me some credits?

If you're so poor you're dying, just die. Don't waste social resources!

[Saving humanity, huh? Some robots don't actually think they're human, do they? Wake up, we're not the same kind!]

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