Lu Mingshu used her thoughts to enter the Heavenly Wheel.
Due to her debt, the functions of the Heavenly Wheel were shut down. The place that used to be lively became dull once again, and time passed slower. To just recuperate was too boring, so she came to the Heavenly Wheel, where she would read or chat with Xiao Sang.
However, the colour of the wooden wheel had turned dark, and it had stopped rotating. A bright red number was in the middle of it: nine-hundred-and-eight.
Lu Mingshu smiled bitterly. Such a huge amount! I'm not even close to being able to pay it.
She used up her last bit of points to exchange for the advanced treatment, then her performance during the competition gained her a hundred new points. Adding up the interest for these last few days, she still owed the Heavenly Wheel nine-hundred-and-eight points.