"?"
Cheng Shi frowned slightly, but still did not respond.
“It seems you don’t know.
After Zhao Xiaogua became an adult, he returned to the orphanage once with his pocket money and donated it to the orphanage free of charge, which was almost equivalent to the orphanage's annual expenditure.
It was at that time that Agua offered to help you because he always remembered that you were nice to him when you were in the orphanage.
Your director is also an interesting person. He smiles happily when collecting money, but keeps making excuses when talking about you. I don’t know what kind of wonderful story is in between, but with Agua’s insistence, the orphanage still helped him find your...father.
Well, it seems that you don’t know that Zhao Xiaogua once donated a sum of money to your father. "
"???"
There is such a thing?
Why didn’t I see this money? Did the old man embezzle it?
Cheng Shi blinked, and the image of his father who was "particularly good at saving money" emerged in his mind again.
Sun Miao did it on purpose. He paused for a long time, constantly observing Cheng Shi's reaction, until he saw nothing, he continued reluctantly:
"Your father rejected him and said to him:
People have hands and feet and can earn their own food and drink. It doesn’t matter how much they earn, but they don’t need donations or charity.
With this money, it would be better to save more children in need.
I guess it was after hearing these words that Zhao Xiaogua was inspired and came up with the idea of running his orphan aid fund.”
Hearing this, the smile on Cheng Shi's face suddenly became bright. This sounded like something the old man would say.
Seeing the "memories" blooming on Cheng Shi's face, Sun Miao nodded silently in his heart. As expected, this fortune-teller valued his only family affection.
But then Cheng Shi frowned again and said, "Wise man, you have seen too many things. Can people from the historical school explore the past beyond individual memories?"
Sun Miao seemed to see Cheng Shi's doubts, and shook his head with a dark face:
“Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t an attempt to explore your past, but your body was blown to pieces, leaving only ash. Your memory is so shattered that I have no choice but to use some treasure-collecting techniques to expand your memory carrier and obtain this memory.
But now it seems that I lost a lot in this deal. This method gets used less and less each time, but I gained nothing except some trivial things from Du Qiyu's past.
Vice President Cheng, are you not going to give appropriate compensation for this?"
"?" Cheng Shi glanced at Sun Miao and said with a strange smile: "Did I tell you to dig out Xiao Qi's memory?"
"......"
"Did I ask you to tell me the story of Xiao Qi?"
"......"
"Since there is none, why should I compensate you for your overwhelming desire to share?
On the contrary, Vice President Sun, you have forcibly mixed so many impurities into my memory. Can I ask you for compensation?"
"???"
No, man...
Sun Miao was once again shocked by Cheng Shi's shamelessness. He looked at Cheng Shi with flaring nostrils, looking indignant, thinking that the last time he was treated like this was when he faced Zhen Yi.
Sure enough, there must be a reason why I can play with someone named Zhen.
Seeing Sun Miao's face turn pale, Cheng Shi shook his head and laughed:
"Come on, Vice President Sun, we are all thousand-year-old foxes, so stop telling us some new Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.
I'm not one of those gullible gangs of yours. You don't think I'd really believe you've got nothing to gain, do you?
Don't forget, I am a believer in [Fraud], and lying in front of me is meaningless."
"......"
A strange look flashed in Sun Miao's eyes. After a moment of silence, he spoke again:
"It turns out that they are called Firebearers."
"?"
When he heard the words "Fire Bearer", Cheng Shi's pupils suddenly shrank for a moment.
He was not afraid that Sun Miao would know about the existence of the Firebringer, because he had already noticed it, but he just didn't know the name of the Firebringer. What he was wondering was why there was a Firebringer in Xiao Qi's memory! ?
Xiao Qi can’t be a fire bearer?
What kind of fire is this? The fire of rage?
It's impossible. No firewood seeker would take a fancy to Xiao Qi, let alone pull him into the Fire Bearer group. So there is only one explanation for this matter, that is, Xiao Qi has met the Fire Bearer, or even... killed the Fire Bearer!
For a moment, Cheng Shi thought of the Xiao Yuan that Xie Yang had mentioned. Is this player who doesn't want others to suffer painful memories holding on to something beautiful?
Thinking of this, Cheng Shi’s face gradually turned cold.
Goodbye, beast tamer.
"You really know them well."
Sun Miao looked at Cheng Shi, but he didn't know that Cheng Shi was also secretly looking at him.
Cheng really thought that since the other party knew that the Fire Bearer was a foregone conclusion, he might as well find a way to integrate the resources at hand.
Based on his understanding of the Firebringer, Sun Miao would never be able to become a Firebringer, so he did not plan to let Sun Miao become a Firebringer. Instead, he wanted the wise man to be his spy beside the Firebringer!
Yes, it’s eyeliner!
As I said, when I am powerless, I will only protect myself; but when I can lend a hand, I will never deny that I have a heart that yearns for a better life.
Now, Cheng Shi, who possesses knowledge and many means beyond those of ordinary players, finally feels that he can help the Fire Transmitter.
I may not be the torch that passes on the flame, but at least I can block the wind for the dying flame in the dark where the firelight cannot reach.
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