It was too difficult for Fang Ziyu.
Not only did he have to take care of his pets, but he also had to suffer the exploitation of the game. In the end, he even had to endure the invisible posturing of the rich.
He had 500,000 yuan of pocket money every six months, and could make four million yuan by collecting rent for a year.
Listen to this. Was this even human language?
Some people didn't just have a head start, but were born at the finish line.
Fang Ziyu almost spurted out blood.
This was the weight of life that he couldn't bear.
With jealousy and frustration, Fang Ziyu first made Spirit Cards of pets that he had put in Xiao Bai's building. Then, he returned to the shop and made Spirit Cards of pets that he had just bought.
Fang Ziyu took a picture of the Samoyed that he sold today before it left. It could also be used to make a Spirit Card.
Fang Ziyu bought a total of 64 pets. Among them, one had a Level 4 potential and six had a Level 3 potential. The remaining 57 pets all had a Level 2 potential.
As for Li Huiting, Fang Ziyu had already asked her to go back. The reason was that it wasn't good for a man and a woman to be alone at night.
Fang Ziyu obtained a total of 1020 Handbook Points after making Spirit Cards for all the pets. He could have obtained 1360 points.
However, ten of the pets were repeated. Their abilities and evolution pathways were the same as the others. Fang Ziyu certainly couldn't get Handbook Points with the same pets, so he only obtained 1020 points.
In addition to the 70 Handbook Points he previously got, there were a total of 1090 points.
Game Reminder: The number of Handbook Points has reached the Level 1 limit of 500 points. The extra points will be locked. They will be unlocked when the player reaches Level 2.
Fang Ziyu: "…"
The game developers were really unscrupulous in order to make players level up in the stupid game.
At this moment, the number of Handbook Points in the upper left corner of the game had changed to 350/740. The 740 that followed was gray and had been locked.
The Handbook Points he used for Icy's evolution was also counted.
Fang Ziyu raised his phone high up. Believe it or not, I will smash my phone in anger?
He realized that this game was very bad. It didn't mention at the beginning that there were so many restrictions. After he got addicted, this stupid game finally revealed its true colors.
However, what could he do? He couldn't bear to smash his phone and he couldn't threaten the game either. He could only accept the oppression of this unscrupulous game.
Fine, he just had to get used to it.
Just like a cat's slave, being oppressed by the cat would become a habit. When the cat was thirsty, the owner would run over to pour water, and when it was hungry, the owner would eagerly go over to feed it. Anyway, it was the same.
Even if the cat ignored the owner, the owner would still smile at it.
Thinking of this, Fang Ziyu suddenly felt better.
It was already evening. Fang Ziyu closed the shop and carried Yellow to the second floor. At this time, probably no one would come to buy pets.
"Meow…"
"Meow, meow…"
Seeing Fang Ziyu coming up, Daiyu, who was lying in the box and playing with a fake fish with its sister, called out to Fang Ziyu, as if it was saying hello.
After that, its sister also greeted Fang Ziyu.
"Hello, feel free to look for me if you need anything." Fang Ziyu smiled and greeted them.
American Shorthair was a very intelligent species among cats. Plus, the intelligence of pets would increase after mutation. So, it wasn't surprising that Daiyu, who had a Level 4 potential, could understand Fang Ziyu's words and greet him.
Currently, people were still stuck at the stage where they thought pets had no intelligence. For arrogant creatures like cats, if people didn't take the initiative to please them, they would ignore them.
"Oh yes, do you want to change to another cat house or shall I customize one for you?"
"Meow, meow…"
Daiyu shook its head. It put its paw on the cardboard box it had been sleeping in, meaning the box was comfortable and she didn't want to change it yet.
After greeting Fang Ziyu, Daiyu and its sister continued playing with the fake fish.
Fang Ziyu looked at Yellow, who was so heavy that he could barely carry it in his arms. He stroked it and said, "Look at you. Why is the difference between cats so huge?"
"Meow, meow, meow?"
Yellow glanced at Fang Ziyu and slapped his hand away with its paw before returning to its luxurious cat house.
Icy flapped its wings and flew in the air, using a few Ice Breaths to reduce the temperature in the room to a cool level.
"Ahwooh ~ Yellow just said that you can't touch it anymore. You're fired, you ungrateful poop-picker." Icy translated Yellow's words.
Fang Ziyu took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Okay, you guys play. I'll go take a shower and then get ready to sleep."
Today, he wanted to sleep early.
…
This was an ordinary little tree. Like the other little trees, it yearned for the sky, wishing to see what was outside.
The only thing it could do was desperately absorb nutrients to grow taller and taller. Perhaps this was the only way it could get closer to its dream.
It spent all its time growing taller. During the day, when its companions talked, it tried to work hard to grow taller. At night, when its companions slept, it tried to absorb nutrients to prepare for growth.
Gradually, it grew taller than its companions. It saw the sunset that the other trees couldn't see, and enjoyed the sunshine and rain that the other trees couldn't enjoy.
It looked at its muddled companions and shook its head. It looked at the sky and understood the meaning of its life.
It was very happy. It felt that its hard work was worth it. Although it was still far away from the sky, it believed that as long as it continued to work hard, it would touch the sky one day.
However, the good times didn't last long. A few days later, a pair of merciless scissors cut off the branches that it worked hard to grow.
There were no words, no indication. All the tall trees were mercilessly cut off.
Seeing the parts that it put in so much effort to grow being cut off, its companions jeered at it loudly.
"Idiot, fool, do you really think you're different?
"Do you think we don't want to grow taller? It's useless. No matter how tall we grow, no matter how hard we work, we will be cut off.
"Don't waste your energy. Just eat, drink, play and sleep. Don't struggle needlessly. This is fate, our destined fate."
The little tree looked at its companion, unwilling to accept it and unconvinced. It continued to use all its time and energy to grow taller, to approach the sky.
Day after day, year after year, the little tree was cut off every time it grew, but it never gave up.
It changed from a little tree to a big tree, and then from a big tree to an old tree. However, its height had never changed from beginning to end, even though it was constantly trying to grow taller.
Its companions gradually stayed away from it, thinking that it was mad.
Its roots eventually rotted, unable to absorb enough nutrients, but it still didn't give up. It still tried to grow in the direction of the sky.
A little mouse that passed by here every day saw that the old tree was working so hard. It walked over with a corn in its arms and asked curiously, "Since I was born, I've seen you grow dozens of times, but you were cut off by scissors every time. Why haven't you given up?"
The old tree smiled. "This is my dream, the meaning of my life. I have already persisted for countless years and I think I will carry on until the moment I die."
"Don't you regret working hard all your life but for nothing?" The little mouse asked.
"No regrets." The old Tree looked at the sky and said with a smile, "The only regret is that I have never been close to the sky in my life, nor have I been to the distant world."
The little mouse fell silent. It put down the corn in its hand and left.
"Work hard to grow. All the best." The little mouse said before it ran off.
For a long time, the growth of the old tree was no longer affected. It was very happy.
Until one day, the old tree heard about the little mouse's death…