Chapter 100 As the plate spun in the microwave, He Zhao frowned, genuinely deep in thought...

As the plate spun in the microwave, He Zhao frowned, seriously considering the problem. There were many prerequisites for this problem. One was Qiao Yanyu's resignation, which was quite difficult. He Zhao knew Qiao Yanyu's personality perfectly well; she was such a dedicated worker, how could she be willing to retire from her position and never shine again?

But He Zhao couldn't bear to let Qiao Yanyu leave her like that, no longer accompanying her to her stall every night. She only felt safe with Qiao Yanyu by her side. Without Qiao Yanyu, where could she find that same sense of security? She couldn't really rely on Wang Yu...

Another point is that Qiao Yanyu might not be willing to let her support him.

Given Qiao Yanyu's personality, she might very well find a new job right after leaving her previous one.

The most important question is—is Qiao Yanyu willing to resign? He Zhao wasn't sure about this either.

But no matter what, He Zhao needs to find a way to earn money. He has to be prepared. If Qiao Yanyu really quits her job and stays at home, then he'll have to shoulder the family responsibilities. He can't let Qiao Yanyu's quality of life decline just because she's dating him and has lost her job.

Qiao Yanyu looks like the kind of person who earns a lot of money. She lives well and doesn't have to worry about food or drink. Even her heavy motorcycle looks expensive. As for He Zhao, she earns a little, which is a lot compared to the average person. All things considered, she earns more than 20,000 to less than 30,000 yuan a month, which is enough for her to live a very comfortable life.

Compared to Qiao Yanyu's life, it's far from enough. Take her heavy motorcycle, for example. Although He Zhao doesn't know much about these things and doesn't know their value, just think about it: such a customized model that is perfectly suited to the motorcycle owner must cost at least several hundred thousand yuan.

Relying on that small, broken system is really going to be a disaster.

He Zhao complained to the system again: "Can't you give me a bigger share? How much do I earn in a day? Not even a thousand yuan. Is that enough to feed a beggar? It's really bad luck that you brought me here. Now I can't even support my wife. If you really can't, just give me back all the little money I had before, and I'll forgive you."

[I'm very sorry, host, but I can't do that.]

"It's really useless."

With a "ding," He Zhao's lunch was ready. He Zhao took her plate and went to the outdoor table to eat. From her spot, she could see Qiao Yanyu's back; she was sitting on the sofa, reading a book.

If you ignored the wheelchair beside him, it would look like a peaceful and idyllic scene. He Zhao, shoveling rice into his mouth, also began to think that he was truly different from usual now.

She said Qiao Yanyu was a lone wolf, but wasn't He Zhao the same way in the past? She used to be so carefree, with no worries on her mind, and would even go to bars with her friends when she felt like it. She never worried about money or what to do tomorrow; she lived for the moment, not caring about tomorrow.

The current He Zhao is different. She seriously considers tomorrow and thinks about her future with Qiao Yanyu. It seems like a responsibility that quietly fell on her shoulders from the day she confessed to Qiao Yanyu. Then it gradually became heavier, making her understand what the pressure of "the future" means.

But He Zhao gladly accepted this pressure and responsibility. She chuckled to herself, thinking, "This is nothing, and I'm already thinking so much." She believed Qiao Yanyu couldn't possibly be completely without savings. If that happened, wouldn't it be better for them to consider and face it together?

After finishing her lunch, she went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes. When she came out again, she sat down next to Qiao Yanyu. They chatted for a few minutes, and He Zhao yawned. Qiao Yanyu asked her if she wanted to go back to sleep, and she said coquettishly, "No, it's just a little boring sitting here."

These words made Qiao Yanyu stiffen slightly, because she knew she wasn't a particularly interesting person. She had worried before that her dull personality might bore He Zhao, or that after spending time together, he might grow tired of the monotonous routine.

But unexpectedly, He Zhao said he was "bored" so early.

She was at a loss, unsure of what to do, but He Zhao had already turned on the TV with the remote and asked Qiao Yanyu, "Sister Qiao, let's watch a movie. Is there anything you'd like to see?"

Qiao Yanyu shook her head: "I'm fine with anything." She unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that it wasn't that being with her was boring.

Since Qiao Yanyu said so, He Zhao picked a movie according to his own preferences, eventually choosing an old zombie film. After the opening credits, the protagonist, a Taoist priest, and his disciples were performing an exorcism at the home of a wealthy local family.

Looking at him, He Zhao couldn't help but point at the Taoist priest and say to Qiao Yanyu, "Sister Qiao, sometimes you give me a similar feeling to the protagonist."

The protagonist, a Taoist priest, is an elderly middle-aged man with a serious face and long, dark eyebrows. Upon hearing He Zhao's words, Qiao Yanyu couldn't help but feel puzzled. She was, after all, a beautiful young woman, so how could she possibly give off a similar vibe to a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties?

However, Qiao Yanyu did not ask any questions, but kept them to herself.

He Zhao, however, was a talkative person and began to chatter on and on: "Because it gives me a very safe feeling. Actually, before Sister Qiao was around, I was really nervous when I was setting up my stall. Even the system told me that there was a possibility that a customer would overturn the stall, and I was worried that it would really happen. I looked pretty calm, but actually my legs were shaking. When I was a kid, I watched horror movies and it was the same. I always felt uneasy."

“Every time this Taoist priest appears,” He Zhao pointed to the main character on the TV, Qiao Yanyu looked over as well. He had an upright and serious expression, and walked with a cool and breezy air. His first appearance was to scold his two disciples, “What are you panicking for?” Strangely enough, after he said that, his two disciples felt at ease. “I feel at ease just like his two disciples. He gives me a strong sense of security.”

One interesting thing is that although He Zhao comes from a different world, the overall plot of that world is quite similar. This film series also exists in He Zhao's world, and the main characters look very similar. When He Zhao first started watching, he even thought he had returned to his original world.

If it weren't for the fact that some of the characters were completely different, He Zhao wouldn't be able to distinguish between them when defusing bombs.

Qiao Yanyu realized that after meeting her, He Zhao also felt a strong sense of security.

She reluctantly agreed that she and this middle-aged man were very similar.

Even while watching TV, He Zhao couldn't stay still and would say things like, "Sister Qiao, have you seen this movie series before? I loved watching it when I was little."

"No." Qiao Yanyu shook her head honestly. She simply didn't have time to watch TV when she was little. When her mother was still alive, Qiao Yanyu traveled all over the country with her, never staying in one place for very long. Under such circumstances, even if Qiao Yanyu did have time to watch TV, it was only during the short period of time she spent waiting for her mother in the hotel. And what she watched were all clips, the kind that others paid for to watch.

There were very few TV programs available when she was a child. The only things that Qiao Yanyu found interesting were pay-per-view channels and cartoons. She didn't have the time to wait for a whole movie to finish playing.

After her mother died, she was adopted by the bureau chief, but the bureau chief was busier than her mother and had many things to do. In addition, studying and practicing her family's ancestral magic filled all her time.

As Qiao Yanyu grew older, she became even busier. Only when she was recovering from her injuries, like now, did she have time to calm down and take her time. But compared to noisy television programs, Qiao Yanyu preferred reading books and absorbing more knowledge so that she would have an advantage when facing some strange ghosts.

Sitting on the sofa like this, watching a movie, was truly a first for Qiao Yanyu.

He Zhao had never imagined that even watching a movie would be such a luxury. She assumed that Qiao Yanyu's answer meant she hadn't seen the series. She exclaimed, "Oh, that's such a pity! This movie is a classic; it's a must-see for zombie movies. This Taoist priest has also acted in many movies; they're all very exciting."

"It's okay. Sister Qiao hasn't seen it before, so it's a new experience for her. There are still several steps ahead, so we'll take our time to see them later."

"good."

Qiao Yanyu agreed. She really enjoyed being with He Zhao like this, even if they didn't do anything, she was still happy.

The movie depicts a scene where the protagonist's apprentice is targeted by a female ghost, and his life force is drained every day.

He Zhao continued chattering, "Sister Qiao, are there really female ghosts like that? And they even suck people's yang energy?" Qiao Yanyu looked up from the TV, glanced at He Zhao, and shook her head. "No, ghosts do absorb things from humans, but not yang energy. Yang energy is entirely harmful to ghosts; contact with it makes them very uncomfortable, so they almost never appear during the day. Unless the ghost is crazy, it wouldn't suck yang energy."

"But many evil spirits are happy to make humans feel the yin energy. When a human's heart is full of negative emotions, the yang energy around him gradually weakens, and that's when the ghosts will attack. There's no such thing as falling in love with a human and being nice to him. To a ghost, humans are just food."

Qiao Yanyu wasn't usually a talkative person; she only became eloquent when it came to matters of her own expertise. Halfway through her speech, she realized something and stopped, asking, "Sorry, I've rambled on for a while. Did all this theoretical knowledge sound boring?"

He Zhao shook his head, and even moved closer to Qiao Yanyu: "No, I really enjoy listening to these things. They're quite interesting, and they give me a feeling of 'Ah, so this is what ghosts are like.' Besides, I deal with ghosts now, so it's good to hear more about them."

Hearing He Zhao say that, Qiao Yanyu felt relieved and continued watching the movie with He Zhao.

He Zhao was like a bird, chattering away non-stop, with questions popping out of her mouth one after another, while Qiao Yanyu was responsible for answering them.