Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 183 Social Rules Cannot Be Violated
Glutinous rice fruit may have another way to enter other schools, but the time cost and opportunity cost to choose another way are completely unpredictable and require inestimable financial, material and energy.

In this case, church schools became the optimal solution.

Chen Yan realized that he had to do something wrong: he had to find ways to obtain public education resources from church schools through improper channels.

These public education resources should go to the children of the poor, to the child laborers in the factories in the downtown and industrial areas, and to anyone who needs relief.

Chen Yan knew in her heart that at this moment, she was completely indistinguishable from Vidya Gandhi, whose morals had completely collapsed.

Chen Yan had always thought that although he was not a good person, he was at least a small citizen with a bottom line and a little bit of morality in his heart. Although he was not on the "noble" side, he would never do dirty things .

He has always thought that his head is still normal, his mind is not abnormal, he knows what to do and what not to do, let alone take the initiative to do things that hurt others.

But now, he has to compete for educational resources from the children of those poor families-even if they get these educational resources by luck, at least they have a chance.

And what he did was equivalent to obliterating their poor chance.

For those children, education may be more important than life—even if the church school cannot provide them with any useful knowledge, it can also give them a broader horizon, a wider range of social connections, and qualifications for further education—

Education in church schools allows them to have a diploma leading to university, even if it is only used to enter a vocational university to learn a skill, it is better than entering a factory after failing to enroll, and staying in the workshop day and night for a lifetime.

What he is about to do will deprive them of their right to education in disguise.

They will lose the greatest opportunity of their lives because of what he did.

Letting them live without hope is more cruel than killing them directly.

When Chen Yan thought of this, the cognition formed in the past became fragile and vulnerable to the facts.

The bottom line he has always adhered to makes himself look even more like an unbearable clown.

A thought suddenly popped into his head: Didn't Vidya Gandhi also experience such ideological conflicts back then?
Chen Yan fell into chaos.

Tonight's moon is very round, there are no clouds in the sky, and the moonlight penetrating into the first-floor lobby of the apartment at 33 Walker Street is exceptionally bright.

Under the moonlight, the light of the kerosene lantern appeared very faint, which made the warm yellow kerosene lamp unable to fight against the pale moonlight.

Under the very faint warm yellow light, the warmth brought by the heater seemed to be dissipated by the chill in the pale moonlight.

Tonight, there is no large-scale snowfall after the night, only scattered small diamond-shaped snowflakes falling down, gently adhering to the windows, warmed by the heated glass windows, flowing along the windows to the dirty It was quickly frozen into ice by the cold wind.

Nuomi Guo looked at Chen Yan, who was in a daze, and called softly, "Yan Jun?"

Chen Yan shuddered and came back to his senses: "Ah... sorry..."

He smelled the faint burning smell of the kerosene lantern and felt the warmth rising from the floor. The exhaustion of the mind slowed down the thinking speed of the brain, and the complicated mood calmed down a little.

"Almost forgot." Ogami on the side suddenly said.

Chen Yan turned her head, and Ogami took out a slightly thick mail: "Just now, when you were unconscious, the postman delivered it."

While reading this letter, Chen Yan already had an omen in his heart, and while his head was in a daze, he forgot the conflict in his heart just now, and his mood immediately improved.

He tore open the envelope, took out the letter, felt the slightly thick envelope wrapped in the letter, raised his eyebrows, and showed joy.

"Good guy, it's really delivered!"

The round "head with three screws" wax seal on the letter is the emblem of Colin Frankenstein!
Chen Yan opened the letter and took out a stack of banknotes with the scent of freshly printed ink. He counted silently with both hands, smelling the scent of fresh ink greedily, and seemed to faint from intoxication.

He counted them one by one, no more, no less, exactly 25 imperial pound notes with the emperor's head on them.

This is the prepaid fee that Colin Frankenstein promised him before for [studying the third uncle's abnormal sublimation ceremony]!

He originally thought that last night's Colin Frankenstein was just impatient and made a promise under excitement. After the guy calmed down, he would consider this deal again—and probably give up this deal trade.

After all, that was 25 pounds in real money.

If taxes are not counted, it is enough to buy two apartment buildings with the location and life span of No. 33 Walker Street!

So after Chen Yan hung up the phone last night, he didn't take this matter to heart at all - he felt that Colin Frankenstein should not spend such money.

Unexpectedly, after a whole day, that guy still made a decision to make a transaction, and actually sent the 25 pounds over!
This is the real surprise!

Ohgami looked at the thick wad of 25-pound notes in his hand, his eyes straightened, subconsciously ignoring the gold that covered the inside of his previous dress, only feeling that the 5 dollars he earned today as a part-time bodyguard Ling suddenly couldn't make himself happy.

Chen Yan woke up completely because of this "real surprise", and the haze in his heart was dispelled. Looking at Ogami's dull eyes, the corner of his mouth grinned: "Ogami, do you want to make money with me?"

Ohgami was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Although it's useless for me to ask for money, if I want to live in the empire, I can always use money—I want to make money."

Chen Yan looked at the glutinous rice fruit: "Now we have an opportunity to do a business with someone..."

……

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when Chen Yan and the two of them finished talking about Third Uncle's [abnormal sublimation ceremony].

Just like every time you have money, you have to eat a big meal. This time, Chen Yan was also not stingy. He paid a full 15 pounds of sincerity, and the price of [lending the third uncle to them for research for 3 days], and got Ogami Make a promise to [capture] the third uncle.

He figured it out clearly, the 25 pounds were almost entirely white female notes, and it still felt sticky in his hands, so he might as well take out half of them and let Ogami help digest these sticky banknotes.

He even hid his thoughts: In case Ogami couldn't catch the third uncle, or didn't grasp the strength well, and hacked the third uncle to death, he would have reason to stare at Ogami's name and go to fight with Ke Lin Frankenstein explains.

(End of this chapter)