Falling in Love Online with an Ancient General

The clock in the living room pointed to twelve, and Feng Qingyi knocked on Feng Qingci's room door.

"Feng Qingci, come out and cook!"

"Go eat out yourself, don't disturb me while I'm gaming!"

It seemed she couldn't count on him, so she decided to fend for herself.

Taking her phone and keys, Feng Qingyi went out the door.

Feng Qingyi lived in an upscale neighborhood, with a small food street outside the community offering all kinds of food.

Feng Qingyi went to a rice noodle shop she often visited, ordered, and then sat inside.

It was mealtime, so the shop was a bit crowded. Feng Qingyi casually took out her phone and looked at it.

"Mom, why is that pretty sister using such a broken phone? Won't it cut her hand?"

"That sister must be quite frugal."

"I just saw a phone repair shop on the side of the road. I'll go and tell that pretty sister."

Feng Qingyi looked at the little boy in front of her with some surprise. "Little friend, do you need something from me?"

"Pretty sister, I just saw a phone repair shop on the side of the road. If you turn left up ahead, you'll get there. You should get your phone fixed, or else it might cut your hand and make you bleed," the little boy said in a childish voice.

Feng Qingyi looked at the phone in her hand. It looked brand new, how could it possibly cut her hand?

"Is my phone that broken?"

The little boy nodded. "Your phone screen is all shattered. Can you even see the text? If you don't have money, I can borrow some from my mom to help you repair it."

"Thank you! But sister has money, I'll go and fix it later."

Could it be that this phone only appeared intact to her, while others saw it as completely shattered from the start?

The little boy smiled: "You're welcome!"

After the little boy returned to his seat, Feng Qingyi stared at her phone for a long time.

She suddenly remembered that earlier when Feng Qingci threw the phone to her, the screen was indeed completely shattered.

Could this be the legendary recognizing its master?

"Qingyi! Why are you spacing out staring at your broken phone? Your rice noodles are here, eat slowly." The boss brought the rice noodles to Feng Qingyi.

"Thank you, boss!" The little boy and the boss both saw a broken phone. It seemed her guess was correct.

So the mysterious items in that store must be real too. It seemed she had obtained something remarkable.

The mysterious store had only opened the first column of items in the first level. She suddenly wanted to know what those unlit items would be.

After hurriedly finishing her rice noodles and scanning the QR code to pay, Feng Qingyi left.

As she was walking home, her phone suddenly made a sound.

Side quest issued: Create a civilized city, everyone is responsible. Help clear urban garbage, complete the task to earn 10 points.

Looking at the line of text on her phone, Feng Qingyi fell into contemplation.

Wasn't this just picking up trash? Yet it sounded so grandiose.

Feng Qingyi looked around the street, littered with fruit peels and paper scraps. Did she have to pick up all of these?

This was a huge project for such a long street!

These 10 points were too hard to earn. Moreover, there were people she knew around here. If she ran into an acquaintance, it would be quite awkward.

Never mind, she would bite the bullet and buy a mask and hat to wear.

With her equipment ready, Feng Qingyi began her great task of picking up garbage.

On a summer afternoon in the bustling street, a young woman in a shirt and jeans, carrying a bucket and tongs, walked with her head down, diligently picking up litter from the side of the road.

This scene attracted the attention of some passersby.

"Mom, why is this sister picking up garbage here?"

"If you don't study hard, you'll end up like this sister picking up garbage in the future."

Feng Qingyi heard the conversation nearby and looked over.

Well, it was her high school homeroom teacher, Teacher Wang. Feng Qingyi, who was about to retort, quietly lowered her noble head.

But you're a Chinese teacher, should you really be saying things that look down on picking up garbage?

"This looks so familiar! Feng Qingyi, is that you? Lift your head up."

She had almost lowered her head to the ground, yet Teacher Wang still recognized her. Her teacher really loved her deeply.

Feng Qingyi had no choice but to lift her head. "Teacher Wang, what are you doing here?"

"Did you get bored at Jing University and start working part-time as a garbage collector?" Teacher Wang joked.

"I'm just on summer vacation with nothing to do, so I came out to exercise and create a civilized city."

"As a Chinese teacher, how can you look down on garbage collectors? That's an honest profession too!"

Feng Qingyi looked at Teacher Wang, who was dressed in a bright green dress and well-groomed.

Teacher Wang smiled: "I'm not looking down on garbage collectors. It's just been so long since we last saw each other. I was trying to greet you, but you were going to pretend you didn't see me, weren't you?"

"..." Was that how people usually greet each other?

"Alright, you're still the same as before. Go ahead and pick up garbage. It's not something shameful. Why are you covering yourself so thoroughly? Are you afraid someone will take your picture?"

"..." Don't joke like that.

Teacher Wang held her daughter's hand. "Okay, take your time picking up trash. Come visit the school sometime. Even though you're in university now, you still need to study hard and not get distracted all the time."

"Yeah, goodbye!" Finally she left. Feng Qingyi couldn't believe how unfortunate she was to run into her high school homeroom teacher on the first day of picking up trash.

It probably wouldn't be long before news of her picking up trash spread through the whole school. It was a good thing she had already graduated. Otherwise, she really wouldn't want to show her face.

Although it wasn't really something shameful, if Teacher Wang exaggerated and broadcasted it widely, it would still be quite embarrassing.

To earn those 10 points, she really had to suffer!

After a hard afternoon's work of picking up trash along the entire street, Feng Qingyi finally succeeded in earning 10 points.

When she returned home, she immediately collapsed onto the sofa.

"What were you doing? You look half-dead," Feng Qingci said as he came out of his room and saw her lying on the sofa.

Feng Qingyi was too tired to respond to him.

Feng Qingci looked at the battered phone in Feng Qingyi's hand and felt a little regretful.

"Use this phone for now. I took your phone to get it repaired, it should be fixed soon."

"Where did you buy this phone?" Feng Qingyi asked casually.

Feng Qingci said, "It was from that shop that repairs phones. They had many broken phones there, and this was the best one available. It cost me twenty dollars!"

"This phone's screen is utterly shattered. Is it really worth twenty dollars?" Feng Qingyi asked tentatively.

Feng Qingci replied, "Initially, I didn't think it was worth twenty dollars either. But the owner said that if I bought this phone, the repair cost for your phone would be halved. I thought that was a pretty good deal when I heard that."

Isn't that just bizarre?

"Give me the address of that phone repair shop. I'll go pick up my phone myself later on."