The Super Universe Leveling Game

0Although they were both big shots, the Liang family was much smaller than the Lin family. Liang Yuan'er’s home was the family building, the Second Courtyard. Liang Yuan'er’s parents had been flying all over the place for a long time, so they rarely came home. Usually, there was only one person in the house, a nanny.    

    

Liang Yuan'er was a wild child, so she rarely came home. Liang Yuan'er was very busy with work, so he would only go home at night. He would not come home during the day.    

    

Therefore, the nanny's job was actually very relaxing. Most of the time, she would cook for herself. The nanny was from Henan, around forty years old. When she saw Liang Yuan'er come back, she was very happy.    

    

"Miss Yuan'er, Elder Liang is back."    

    

"Grandpa is back?" Liang Yuan'er stopped in her tracks, her face full of surprise. "What is the week today? It shouldn't be a weekend, right?" Liang Yuan'er would occasionally come home during the weekend, but this kind of situation was very rare.    

    

"Today is Wednesday." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Why is Grandpa back?" Liang Yuan'er asked the nanny. The nanny shook her head to indicate that she did not know.    

    

"Che, help me greet Brother-in-law. I'm going to see Grandpa." Liang Yuan'er did not even change her shoes. She went up to the second floor.    

    

"There's beverages in the fridge. Take them yourself. If you want to eat snacks, go to the cabinet over there." Lin Huixiang carried Jian Jia, who was looking around curiously, and came to the side of the aquarium. The colorful goldfish swam around freely in the water. There was also a fake mountain on the side, with two turtles lying on top of it. Their necks were stretched very long, and their 45 horns were raised to the sky. They were motionless, as if they were asleep.    

    

Jian Jia immediately saw the turtle. She probably had never seen it before, so she was very excited. She waved her hands and feet, wanting to grab the turtle's head. Lin Huashu did not dare let her grab it, because the turtle could bite people.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu saw that there was fish feed on the side, so she grabbed a handful and threw it into the water. Suddenly, the water churned, and more than a dozen goldfish fought for food.    

    

"Yuan'er calls me grandpa, and you call me uncle. Your seniority is a bit messy." Dongfang Qingyu had noticed this situation when she first came to Jing City, but she forgot to ask.    

    

"I and Uncle Liang follow the seniority system. Yuan'er and I follow the student system. If we follow the seniority system, she should call me aunt." Lin Huashu said.    

    

"That's not the same generation as Jian Jia!" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Yes, yes!" Lin Huashu laughed.    

    

"Alright, I just left for a few minutes, and you two have already started to make up stories about me." Liang Yuan'er went downstairs, followed by Liang Yuanda.    

    

"Hello, Uncle Liang!" Dongfang Qingyu and Lin Huashu quickly went up and greeted him.    

    

"Welcome to our home. Remember that the last time Uncle Liang came to our home, he was still studying. In the blink of an eye, he became a mother." Liang Yuanda smiled and nodded at the two of them. Then, his gaze fell on Jian Jia. "Little guy is so cute. You look very similar to Huashu when you were young. Ren Yuanwu gave her a string of Buddhist beads. I don't have such expensive items, so this penholder is just a little fun. Don't despise it."    

    

Dongfang Qingyu looked at Lin Huashu, not knowing whether he should accept it or not. Usually, it was not good to reject the gifts given by elders, but it also depended on the value. If it was too valuable, it was better not to take it.    

    

This was a bamboo box with a monk brush from the early Qing Dynasty. It was 17.3 centimeters tall, 9.4 centimeters in diameter, and 9.2 centimeters in length. The color was bright yellow, and the carving was exquisite. The luster was clear, and it was a rare treasure.    

    

The Ming and Qing dynasties valued the four treasures of the study very much, and the brush was one of them. The rarity of the materials and the exquisite craftsmanship could be said to be at the peak of perfection. There were ivory, rosewood, yellow rosewood, jade, and enamel, all of which were top grade treasures.    

    

Although the bamboo box with a monk brush that Liang Yuanda took out was not as good as ivory, rosewood, and yellow rosewood, it was still made from solid bamboo. With the carving skills of the family, it had been passed down for many generations, and its value was extremely high.    

    

"Thank you, Uncle Liang!" Lin Huashu accepted it happily.    

    

"It's yours now. I couldn't even take it away when I was young." Liang Yuan'er saw Lin Huashu's proud look and felt a little sour. Liang Yuan'er loved her dearly, but she could not touch the things in the study room.    

    

"If you take it away, you will be a prodigal. Of course, I can't give it to you." Lin Huashu did not like Liang Yuan'er.    

    

"Go ahead and chat. I won't participate in this, lest you feel uncomfortable." Liang Yuan'er just came down to say hello, but when he reached the stairs, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Dongfang Qingyu. "Qingyu, it's rare for you to come to my house. Come to the study room to talk to me."    

    

"Alright!" Dongfang Qingyu was stunned for a moment before following him into the study room.    

    

Unlike the dim and ancient study room in his impression, the study room in Liang Yuanda was bright and clean. The bookshelves were very large, but there were not many books. On the desk was a book called 'Records of Administrative and Political History'. From the yellow pages and the traces of friction, it could be seen that this book had been read many times.    

    

"Are you disappointed?" Liang Yuanda saw Dongfang Qingyu's shocked eyes and laughed.    

    

"I also have a study room. It's been a few years, but the books inside are still brand new," Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"Learning is never too late, but if there's a chance, it's better to take it as soon as possible. Even if you read a page or a paragraph every day, it's still incredible after a long time," Liang Yuanda said.    

    

"Uncle Liang is right." Dongfang Qingyu was ashamed. Ever since he came out of Zhong University, he had told himself that if he was not in school, he would learn by himself. After reading a lot of books, he would be able to learn something. Li Hongdou also supported him, but the next day, he threw the matter of reading books to the back of his mind.    

    

If he had not met Liang Yuanda, he would not have remembered that his house had a study room.    

    

"Many people read books, astronomy, geography, economics, politics, geomancy, Buddhism, religion... They all have some knowledge. My brain is slower than others, and I read too much. I can't remember everything, so I choose to read the books I like. I read slowly and only change books after I understand them. Other people have already read more than ten books in a year, but I haven't even finished reading one." Liang Yuanda said.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu looked at the opened book on the desk and suddenly thought of a great man who always carried a dictionary with him. This was a true scholar. He was not good at anything but only used it as a topic of conversation. The real knowledge was deep, and one would see the real knowledge after studying it.    

    

"When one is in a high position, one's heart is easy to drift. Only by studying can one know more. The more one knows, the more one feels insignificant. Only by constantly reflecting on oneself will one not be lost," Liang Yuanda said.    

    

"Uncle Liang is right." Dongfang Qingyu was full of respect.    

    

"I didn't know that you would come back home without any preparation. But since we are fated to meet, I can't give up. Now, let's talk about work. Don't treat me as an elder, just call me Old Liang." There was no tea in the study room, so Liang Yuanda took a cup of water and placed it in front of Dongfang Qingyu.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu could not help but sit up straight. She vaguely felt that what Liang Yuanda was going to talk about should be the 'transformation technique'.    

    

Chapter 12 – The Transformation Technique