Chapter 4

Han Zhuoyu covered his head with a hood and jogged around the compound at the urging of 9527. Due to a long-term lack of exercise, after only running three or four hundred meters, he was panting, his hands and feet were soft, and his shirt was soaked with sweat.

【Okay, you can stop, please continue to work hard tomorrow, try to run 200 meters more than today.】9527 was very dissatisfied with the frail body of the expressionless teenager.

Han Zhuoyu nodded silently and walked home slowly along the tree-lined path. Although the morning exercise was very tiring and the crowds coming and going made him feel very anxious, he had to admit that he feels very happy after sweating, as if every pore is relaxing, breathing fresh air.

When he reached the end of the path, a bright red apple rolled to his feet, and he was ready to move on in another direction.

【Stop! 】9527’s voice is very excited,【Asking the host to help the old woman pick up the apple and get the other person’s gratitude!】Han Zhuoyu looked ahead and found that the ground was full of apples. An old lady was busy picking them up, but the plastic bag containing the apples was broken. Even if she picked them up, there was no place to put them. She was so anxious that she didn’t know what to do.

【Please move quickly to avoid being disturbed by others!】Found that someone had been watching, 9527 severely electrocuted the host. This was his first chance to gain positive energy, and he definitely couldn’t let anyone take it away.

This moment was much harder than the previous few times, Han Zhuoyu couldn’t help groaning, his face pale to the degree of transparency. Not wanting to be ravaged by 9527 again, he silently stepped forward, took off his sports jacket and spread it on the ground. He had figured it out. The first thing he should do is to let 9527 rise to level four and leave his brain early, and to change back to the peaceful life as before.

A piece of clothing suddenly fell on the ground, and the old lady looked up in surprise, “Oh, whose clothe is this?” 

Han Zhuoyu ignored her and just helped to pick up the apples.

The old lady also responded, and quickly poured the remaining apples in the broken bag on his jacket, repeatedly thanking him. The two of them worked together to put away the apples that were rolling around, and the two sleeves were tied together, forming into a big bundle.

The morning exercisers not far away saw this scene of respecting the old and loving the young, and they all showed understanding smiles.

【Ding~ Get 1 point of gratitude, please continue to work hard. Comrade Lei Feng once said—help people to the end and send Buddha to the west. Please help the old lady carry the apples and the vegetable basket home.】9527’s jubilant voice sounded in his mind. He finally reached a zero breakthrough!

”Helping others to the end and sending Buddha to the west¹ is not what Lei Feng said, but an anonymous person.” Han Zhuoyu silently picked up the baggage, took the old lady’s full vegetable basket, and retorted in his mind.

9527 grunted. Just as he was about to argue, he heard the system prompt sound, and he got another point of gratitude from the old lady. So he generously let go of the host who lacked knowledge.

“Oh, thank you so much, Xiaoyu. Come, eat an apple!” Back home, the old lady washed an apple and put it into Han Zhuoyu’s hand.

Talking to the system is like talking to yourself, so he can adapt quickly, but communicating with outsiders is different. Han Zhuoyu held the apple rigidly, his lips pressed tightly, and saw that the wall clock was at 6:30. It was time to have breakfast at 7:30 when he got home to take a bath. He was anxious but could not say it, he could only look at the coat on the table eagerly.

Mayor² An’s eldest son is autistic and can’t say a word in two or three months, which is old news in the government compound. The old lady felt pity and hurriedly took out the apples from his coat. While dressing the boy, she kindly told him, “If you have to go to school, Grandma Zhou won’t keep you. Come to Grandma’s house for dinner later, ah!”

Han Zhuoyu heaved a sigh of relief and left Mrs. Zhou’s house in silence.

“Who was that just now?” Mr. Zhou came out of the kitchen with a pot of porridge and asked in a loud voice.

“Xiaoyu, Han Zhuoyu, Mayor An’s eldest son.” Mrs. Zhou poured the newly bought pickles into the empty bowl.

“Oh, Han Jiamei’s son.” Mr. Zhou, remembering the starting point, shakes his head with a sigh.

“Huh, who said Xiaoyu was bad? It’s pure nonsense! How clever the child is! That Lei Lizhen is not a fuel-efficient lamp³, what can the boy do if he falls in her hands…” Mrs. Zhou angrily opened her mouth and told how the young man helped her all the way, which made the old man sigh repeatedly.

Han Zhuoyu went home and took a shower. When he went downstairs, An Minghuai was preparing to take An Guoren’s car to school. Both brothers are in the first year of high school in H City No. 1 Middle School. An Minghuai likes to enter the classroom 20 minutes early, while Han Zhuoyu has to have breakfast at 7:30 and goes to school on foot. His life is like a pendulum, swinging back and forth in his own designated area, never accepting change.

However, he is bound with 9527, and the future is foreseeable.

“Brother, I heard you went to morning exercise this morning?” An Minghuai, obviously aware of his abnormality, asked tentatively.

Han Zhuoyu picked up the spoon and drank the porridge.

An Minghuai didn’t care, and continued to ask, “Brother, let’s go to school in Dad’s car, alright?” 

Han Zhuoyu peeled the egg mechanically.

“Well, leave him alone, he can do whatever he likes!” An Guoren urged impatiently. Of course, his temper is aimed at his eldest son. His younger son is handsome, filial and sensible, and his academic achievements are among the best. He has always been proud of him. When the two sons were compared, he became even more disgusted with the lifeless eldest son.

An Minghuai sighed pretentiously and got into his father’s car obediently.

Han Zhuoyu eats up the egg whites first, takes a bite of the egg yolk then porridge, takes a bite of the egg yolk then porridge. His actions were very regular, taking An Minghuai’s performance as air.

After breakfast, he washed his hands and picked up his school bag for school. His driver has been waiting outside.

“Master Xiaoyu, this is your lunch box.” The 40 year old nanny chased out of the kitchen. Because she was in such a hurry that the lid of the lunch box had not been put on yet, he saw only a few pieces of soft boiled Chinese cabbage in addition to rice. The style was simple.

Han Zhuoyu took the lunch box and stuffed it into his schoolbag..

【After scanning, there are braised pork ribs and scrambled eggs with chives hidden at the bottom of the lunch box, which is quite nutritious. For those who help the host, the host should say thank you. Maintaining due courtesy is one of the qualities that Lei Feng of the new century must possess! Please remember it host! 】9527’s righteous warning.

Han Zhuoyu didn’t want to talk, but when he heard the system’s arrogant hum, he had a foreboding that his brain would suffer again, so he said thanks in a low voice.

The babysitter was in a daze until the boy got in the car, and went back with a happy smile. This is the first time Master Xiaoyu has spoken to her, still thank you!

In the car, Han Zhuoyu took out his mobile phone to play games, and 9527 began to chatter again,【From tomorrow on, we will take the bus to school.】Han Zhuoyu’s dancing fingertips paused, and asked flatly, “Why?” When he thinks about the bus, he feels very anxious.

【Taking the bus every day can also seize the opportunity to give the elderly a seat and get at least 1 point of gratitude. This system has calculated that in order to reach the first level in half a year, the host must get 5.47945 appreciation values every day, which does not include the appreciation value used to exchange attribute points. However, the host is not good at communicating with people, and the scope of life is narrow. To complete the task on time, the prospect is very grim.】9527 sighed, the slightly trembling electronic sound sounds very funny.

Han Zhuoyu’s brain waves expressed a strong sense of rejection.

【The host should fully cooperate with the system, otherwise the system will conduct secondary electric shock to the host’s brain, and the pain will increase twice on the original basis, and the degree is no less than that of a woman giving birth.】Han Zhuoyu was instantly depressed, pursed his thin lips and continued to play with his mobile phone.

9527 hummed, very proud. To cure the host’s autism, he has to force the host to contact people, and he’s left with no other choice.

When the teenager with facial paralysis stepped into the classroom, his classmates saw him, quickly finished their breakfast, and then took out their mobile phones to see the time. Sure enough, it’s only two minutes before the bell rings. Han Zhuoyu’s schedule is as accurate as a robot.

Han Zhuoyu’s seat is in the last row at the innermost side of the classroom. This is a special seat for problematic children who are tall or have poor grades. Han Zhuoyu’s body is not tall, even a little thin, but he received an education in country A, and his learning progress is far behind that of country C. His academic performance is really bad, so there is nothing wrong with sitting here.

However, this corner is very quiet. The students in the class know that he has mild autism and never talk to him, which makes him feel very comfortable.

“Where’s your homework? Hurry up and let me copy it!” Shi Lei, his deskmate, saw that he didn’t put the exercise book neatly on the top right corner of his table as usual, waiting for the group leader to collect it, he couldn’t help urging him. Shi Lei is tall and grumpy. He has met many ‘brothers’ both inside and outside the school. He can beat those who don’t like him, he can be called a bully on campus. Only Han Zhuoyu, who doesn’t care about everything, dares to be at the same table with him.

Han Zhuoyu gave him a fixed look and remembered the illusion created by 9527. The deskmate in the illusion committed suicide, just yesterday afternoon. He still remembers that he was sleeping in the bed next to him, foaming at the mouth with his neck tilted, and now he was still very alive and kicking.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t do it!” Shi Lei’s eyes widened in surprise. Han Zhuoyu never did homework just like him at first. But the head teacher always talked to him tirelessly, in order to put an end to this kind of trouble, he gradually formed a good habit of doing homework. Han Zhuoyu is a robot, everything runs according to the set program, if he can disobey the program, something must have happened.

Han Zhuoyu quietly tidied up his desk, without giving even a corner of his eye to his deskmate.

Shi Lei didn’t take it seriously. He went to his school bag and opened the workbook. The books were blank, which confirms that he didn’t do it.

“Are you invaded by a virus and the program is broken?” Shi Lei asked worriedly.

【You are the virus, your whole family is the virus! 】9527 jumped to his feet, then fiercely condemned the stoic teenager,【Host, you forgot to do your homework? Simply unforgivable! Comrade Lei Feng once said—anyone who treats life as a game will accomplish nothing; who can’t control himself is always a slave! Host, do you want to be a slave?!】Han Zhuoyu felt that his brain began to ache even without electric shock. How does ‘doing homework’ relate to ‘being a slave’?

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Translator’s Notes:

1. It means doing good things to the end.
2. Okay, Idk what’s going on because in the previous chapter, it says that the MC’s father is Vice-Mayor, or deputy mayor. Maybe it’s a typo or something?
3. 省油的灯 (shěng yóu de dēng) – somebody who is easy to deal with. But in this case, Xiao San isn’t a good person or not someone to mess with.