Crossing the Gods as Slaves

Chapter 78 Huge Debt (2)

When Gene knocked on the door, Ning Hua was taking a nap on the table. She was startled by the sudden knock on the door and knocked over the makeup box on the table, causing the bottles and jars in the makeup box to fall to the ground with a clang.

Ning Hua wailed, quickly picked it up, straightened his hair, and then went to open the door.

Jin only heard a lot of noise inside. After opening the door, he asked with concern, "Ning Hua, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I accidentally knocked something over. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Gene glanced at the mark on Ning Hua's left cheek and roughly knew what she had just done: "It's like this, this is an official letter sent from Austin, take a look and see if it has anything to do with you." Then he handed a official letter to Ning Hua.

Ning Hua almost cried when she saw the words "compensation of 20 million" at the end of the letter. She raised her head sadly and said, "I need to verify this matter. Please wait a moment."

Gene nodded, and Ning Hua turned back to the room, closed the door, and dialed Cynthia's number.

Soon, Cynthia's clear voice came from the receiver: "Hi, Ning Hua, has the commander received the professor's official letter?"

Ning Hua wanted to cry when she heard the word "official letter": "Cynthia, why didn't you tell me about this in advance?"

Cynthia quickly distanced herself from the discussion: "This is the professor's decision. I can't stop him."

"Oh, by the way, there is also a rare plant identification report in it. Did you see it? After being identified by the Imperial Capital Botanical Research Institute, seven ten-year-old Huanxiang flowers are currently worth 20 million yuan, which is not an outrageous price."

Ning Hua knew that he was in the wrong, so he quickly said, "I really can't afford to pay 20 million. I still have those five Huanxiang flowers at home. I plan to give them to the professor to make amends when they have produced seeds. Can you talk to the professor for me? Or should I give the five Huanxiang flowers to the professor first?"

Cynthia sighed: “Alas, Ninghua, it’s no use to compensate for the flower seedlings now.”

"Actually, the professor had no intention of doing this. He had already seen the announcement about you becoming the commander's personal maid. There was nothing he could do about it."

"In fact, a batch of life-extending agents developed by the professor before were clinically proven to have significant side effects. So the professor's research funding chain has been broken recently. He has no other choice but to develop a drug that can treat the side effects."

"Besides, twenty million is just a small amount of money for the commander."

The fact turned out to be like this. Ning Hua didn't know what expression to make: "But this is between me and the professor. How can I involve the commander? If I really owe the commander 20 million, what should I do?"

Cynthia comforted Ning Hua: "The professor said that he would return the 20 million to the commander after his new drug is developed. Just consider it as a favor, isn't it okay? Ning Hua, to be honest, you actually owe the professor these 20 million. It's not wronged for you to pay it back now."

Ning Hua was discouraged. He really brought this upon himself.

Did she think that she, a supreme god, couldn't revive a few flower seedlings? However, the facts proved that she had transplanted the very precious flower seedlings of the Leeds galaxy to death. And even if she sold the house, she couldn't pay back the 20 million.

Ning Hua hung up the phone unhappily and opened the bedroom door. Gene was still standing outside. Perhaps Ning Hua looked too sad, so Gene was a little overwhelmed: "Ning Hua, are you okay?"

Ning Hua shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "This matter is indeed related to me. I was the one who killed Professor Ge Luo's Seven-Pearl Huanxiang Flower after transplanting it. Now he wants me to compensate him, but I can't afford it."

Jin took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Ning Hua: "Don't cry, I will go talk to His Highness and he will definitely help you."

Ning Hua choked up and said "hmm", then took the tissue handed to her by Gene and wiped her tears.

Jin was a little worried and told Ning Hua: "Don't worry too much. I will come to see you after I report to His Highness."

Ning Hua nodded, and Gene trotted upstairs.

As soon as Gene left, Ning Hua immediately returned to the room, locked the door, then lay down on the bed and cried loudly.

Perhaps Ning Hua finally realized that he was powerless in this situation and felt a little aggrieved.

She did not resent the Emperor of Heaven for sending her down to earth to transcend the tribulation, but she thought that if she had not come here with the memory of twenty thousand years, she would probably be like everyone else around her, doing her job contentedly and living an ordinary life, instead of looking at the world with an indifferent alienation like she was now.

She could not let go of her pride as a God, and could not change her past behavior. Things that might seem important to others were nothing more than that to her.

It was this "nothing special" attitude that caused Ning Hua to suffer repeated setbacks in the Leeds Galaxy. She rashly agreed to take care of the herb garden, thinking that the Huanxiang flowers were nothing special, but she lost all her family property, and the flower seedlings she found were stolen from the imperial capital by mercenaries.

When Dana was pursuing her, she unknowingly used the commander's name, and now she has fallen to being a maid. Even if the commander agreed to help her pay back the money, how can she pay off the huge debt she owes him?

The more Ning Hua thought about it, the sadder she became. She prayed that she could find Zi Jiang as soon as possible. No matter what the ending of their relationship was in this life, she hoped it would end quickly so that she could return to the Ninth Heaven and reunite with her parents.

But what made her even sadder was that even if Zi Jiang stood in front of her now, she would not recognize him, because she could not remember what he looked like at all...