8: Chapter 8: Is this the privilege of beta testers?

Arriving at the agency, Yang Fan laid out all his requirements, ultimately offering the assistant a monthly salary of 25,000, with an extra bonus at the end of the year.

He paid the agency fee directly and left his phone number.

This added up to quite a decent amount, an annual salary of 300,000, so surely someone would apply.

After finishing, Yang Fan returned to the hotel, worried that his father wouldn't know how to spend money even if he had it, and that the two of them might be starving in the hotel!!

Sure enough, when he arrived at the hotel, both of them were eating! Upon asking, his father said he was afraid that if he went down, he wouldn't be able to find his way back!!

After ordering food for them from the hotel, Yang Fan returned to his own room.

He hadn't had a proper chance to understand the system since he obtained it, but now that he had some free time, he would look into it.

"System, are you there? Can I only trade with Emperor Taizong of Tang? When is the next match?"

【Each match requires 500 transaction points, and the trading world is matched randomly.】

【Your account is a beta tester account, and you can spend double the transaction points to actively select the interface you wish to trade with.】

"Oh? What kind of worlds are there?"

【Ordinary: All ancient history, selection requires 1,000 transaction points.】

【Intermediate: All film and technology worlds, selection requires 3,000 transaction points.】

【Advanced: High-value unexplored worlds, selection requires 10,000 transaction points.】

Yang Fan swallowed hard. Was being a beta tester really this powerful? Being able to freely choose the trading interface—was this what it felt like to use cheats?

One word!

Amazing!

Using cheats might feel good for a moment, but wouldn't using them all the time mean feeling good all the time?

"Can those high-tech worlds not harm me either?"

【In the space where both parties trade, you cannot be harmed.】

Yang Fan nodded.

"Then, do you mean that if I go to their world, or they come to my world, they can harm me?"

【Yes.】

Yang Fan understood. The assessment of transaction points was based on the degree of change to the other party's world, and ancient dynasties were the easiest to change.

Worlds like film or technology, or even more advanced ones, were likely not very easy to change given current technology.

Therefore, the easiest way to earn transaction points was to change dynasties.

Like the first time he traded medicine to Empress Zhangsun to save her life, gaining 200 transaction points, that must have been due to a significant historical change to the Tang Dynasty.

After all, if she lived, Li Zhi might not necessarily become Emperor.

And Crown Prince might not necessarily rebel.

It seemed that if he wanted to choose where he went, he needed to open up several more historical instances to farm transaction points, so he could go wherever he wanted.

Just like Doraemon's Anywhere Door~

Yang Fan had already secretly tested it; he could travel to the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't know where he would end up, as it was just a desolate land.

This beta tester status was truly fierce, allowing him to travel through at will, but Yang Fan didn't stay long; if he suddenly got hit by a stray arrow, he would be done for.

Early the next morning.

Yang Fan took his father and grandmother to the hospital; he had already scheduled an appointment with the doctor.

They arrived just in time for their turn.

The doctor tapped their legs, lifted their arms, checked their eyelids, and without even ordering any lab tests, said:

"This doesn't quite look like a simple heart condition. Let's check for other things."

Yang Fan nodded. Using diagnostic equipment was something he was used to; every time he went to the hospital, they would go through it all.

In the afternoon, the test results came out.

Diabetes.

As for the heart problem, it was caused by complications from diabetes.

Yang Fan was speechless.

They had been seeing doctors at the hospital back home for at least seven or eight years, and it had always been treated as heart disease. Later, when the condition flared up multiple times, the hospital had recommended bypass surgery or stent placement.

After all this time, it turned out that the root cause wasn't even a heart issue at all.

It was outrageous.

Whether modern hospitals could actually treat illnesses was one thing, but they couldn't even diagnose them correctly...

The doctor suggested they be hospitalized first to regulate blood sugar, and later recommended insulin injections.

Yang Fan immediately arranged for hospitalization; he would just follow what the doctor said.

After finishing the admission, his grandmother began to worry again.

"Child, I just heard the doctor say something about diabetes. Is this a new illness?"

"No, this is your actual illness. The other ailments were all triggered by this one!"

"Is this illness more expensive? We came to such a big hospital; who knows how much money it will cost?"

"Didn't I win the lottery? It won't cost much, and it's much better than having surgery."

He actually knew about diabetes, having dealt with hospitals frequently.

Diabetes is also known as the 'undying cancer'; it's just very draining on people.

Families with means are fine; with a balanced diet, it's not easy to get.

What's scary is for poor families; they can't afford a balanced diet and eat a lot of staples, making them very susceptible to this disease.

As for Yang Fan's grandmother, she could only rely on insulin, because at her age, trying to control her diet would only make her fade away faster.

"I've burdened you into borrowing money again..."

The old woman's tears came easily. When people get old, they cry when they see their siblings, fearing they won't see them again.

She also sheds tears when seeing those who are living poorly.

Yang Fan wiped away his grandmother's tears.

"I really have money now, don't worry. If it doesn't work out, I'll call my sister to come and take care of you."

He definitely couldn't stay in the hospital all the time.

His grandmother shook her head.

"She has two children to look after, and one is still small. Don't bother her; having your father here with me is enough."

Yang Fan nodded. The main tasks were buying food from the cafeteria and helping her to the restroom at night.

Actually, her personality of not wanting to bother anyone wasn't good.

When people get old, they should be able to rely on their children; otherwise, why raise them? It's precisely because she doesn't bother her daughter that the daughter thinks it's not her responsibility.

But it didn't matter now; it was better to cut ties with such people sooner.

Yang Fan took out the bracelet he had bought back from the antique shop and put it on his grandmother's wrist.

"Alright, when you go back, I'll have her come over and stay by your side for a while."

Actually, when people get old, they don't hope to benefit from their children; they just hope their children can come home often to visit.

"Didn't this bracelet get sold?"

"I bought it back. Since I have a little money in my hands now, I just bought it back."

His grandmother didn't say anything more, just stroked the bracelet on her wrist and nodded. It seemed she was thinking of childhood memories; after all, it had been a personal item for decades.

"Don't do anything illegal. You know our family's situation; there's no one to cover for you."

His grandmother suddenly realized that her grandson didn't seem to have borrowed the money, so she spoke up to admonish him.

"I know!"

This is the education of Chinese parents, mostly telling their children not to cause trouble when they go out, which is why many children are "good babies" when they leave home.

Actually, even if he did something, it wouldn't matter. He could just take his whole family to the Tang Dynasty and ask Emperor Taizong of Tang to look after them. Could they chase him to the Tang Dynasty?

And no one could catch him anyway.

Just then, Yang Fan's phone rang.

"Chicken, you are too beautiful..."

Actually, his phone hadn't rung in a long time, as he usually used WeChat; this was still the ringtone his former partner had set.

"Hello, I'm here to apply for the assistant position. When would you be free?"