I'm A Baller - Chapter 76
Chapter 76: Secret Reward for Reading
A book held a house of gold. A book held a beautiful woman. A book held previously excised passages…
In any case, time flew by in the midst of the pleasant reading and notes taking.
Two hours of in-depth reading time passed by in a blink of an eye.
Just as Wang Yan was about to break away from that state of concentration, the system suddenly sent a notification.
[ You have completed a reading happily and focused, activating a secret reward. ]
Eh?
Read Crit Hit?
Another small chance event, awesome!
Wang Yan was beaming with joy, but he was not in a hurry to look at the reward. Instead, he seemed to be deep in thought.
When he received the system notification, Wang Yan was still in a state of concentration. His intelligence and reaction were at the peak after being enhanced. Therefore, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his mind, and he realized the wonders of the system’s crit hit mechanism.
The system was now Level 7, and the highest chance of a gourmet crit hit was 6%.
The target of the trigger should be the entire body, and the reward could only be triggered after a full meal, not a single bite in a meal.
Therefore, every time he enjoyed a meal, he only had one chance to make a judgment.
If he passed the judgment, he would get the reward. If he didn’t pass, he would have to wait for the next time.
Even so, the 6% chance was already very high. On average, 16 meals would result in a critical hit. It was just five days.
However, this was not the case.
This chance was not evenly distributed. Instead, it needed a prerequisite.
Emotion.
Wang Yan suddenly realized that emotion was the most important hidden weight in the judicial mechanism.
Looking at all the current rewards, they basically appeared in situations where one’s emotions were relatively “intense”.
They were either extremely happy, pleased, surprised, or relaxed.
The last time they held the Crab Banquet, Da Gang and Miko’s 50 times critical hit came from the fluctuation of emotions.
And the rise of emotions had a very important premise —
The feeling of immersion.
Only when one was truly immersed in something and wholeheartedly enjoyed it, and when one’s state of mind was relaxed enough, would there be violent fluctuations in one’s mood!
As soon as the conclusion was drawn, Wang Yan swung his fist forcefully.
It couldn’t be wrong!
It was just like that!
Although there weren’t any system provisions that could prove the conclusion, Wang Yan firmly believed that it was the truth.
Under the circumstances where one was absent-minded, it was very difficult to produce the feeling of extreme enjoyment.
If he didn’t enjoy it, how could he satisfy the prerequisites of “tasting”, “drinking”, “sleeping” and so on?!
With a clear mechanism, Wang Yan obviously knew what to do in the future.
Without it, being serious about the experience was good enough.
If he ate, he would eat seriously. If he played, he would play seriously. However, he didn’t have to do it too deliberately. He had to ensure that his state of mind was harmonious and relaxed.
It was just like breathing. When he had just gotten the system, he breathed too intentionally and disrupted the rhythm. It almost suffocated him. Wasn’t that stupid?
That was why he had to learn to enjoy life. He had to be positive and open-minded, relaxed and free. Then, he had to treat every meal, every bottle of wine, every beauty… Ahem ahem!
In short, he had to be grateful for everything.
If he could really do it, he would undoubtedly understand the true meaning of life. He would be as happy as a god, and at the same time, there would be a lot of rewards.
Uh… Did it seem a little difficult?
It was indeed difficult. It could be said to be the ultimate cultivation of life.
Wang Yan knew himself well and understood that he could not achieve it now.
But it did not matter. As long as he had a clear direction, he could work hard and slowly approach the goal.
There was no need to rush.
People of the same age were still struggling for their studies, work, and survival. Even someone as rich as Wang Siming was pressured and troubled by staying successful and achieve more accomplishments. Wang Yan was already ahead by so much. What was the rush?
Wang Yan said this to himself, and he was in a great mood.
Next, it was time to look at the reward!
[ Ah, what a painful comprehension — The state buff takes effect immediately. You receive an Epiphany Opportunity. ]
[ Description: Pick a book in the current scene, study it wholeheartedly, and receive a reward according to your comprehension. ]
[ Time limit for choosing: 15 minutes. ]
[ Time limit for reading: 60 Minutes. ]
[ Friendly reminder: you no longer have the time for deep reading today. You can only rely on your own learning ability to complete the mission. Finally, please choose a hard copy of an authentic book. ]
F *ck!
Stupid System, F *ck you!
Wang Yan’s hair stood on end as he jumped up.
The thought and deduction just now had consumed a whole eight minutes. Now, there were only seven minutes left for him to choose a book!
Wang Yan was really pissed off. Who would have thought that the types of reward would vary so dramatically?
F *ck!
There was no time to regret. Hurry Up!
Wang Yan immediately got up and rushed to the stairs.
At this moment, Wang Yan was in the Hall of the Chinese periodicals section, which was on the second floor of the south wing of the National Library. Because that journal only had a digital version, it had to be read on a computer.
There were physical books and periodicals in this section. But they were a variety of Chinese periodicals, the vast majority of which could not be understood by a high school graduate at all.
In a short moment, Wang Yan had thought it through. He passed all the periodicals, only targeting the open-shelf reading area of the Chinese books section.
Only that place had enough simple reading materials, which could be read through quickly in an hour’s reading time.
Intelligence at 79 was very powerful, so Wang Yan immediately figured out the key.
He walked as fast and as quietly as possible since it was not allowed to run in the National Library. He would be kicked out right away. Therefore, Wang Yan arrived at the Chinese books open-shelf Reading area four minutes later.
There were still two minutes and 50 seconds left in the book picking time.
He quickly glanced at the bookshelf closest to him. Uh, it was Chinese classical literature.
Wang Yan stuck close to the bookshelf as he walked in. His eyes kept scanning the crests of the books. Suddenly, his gaze focused.
‘The Story of the West Chamber’?
Why did it feel vaguely familiar!
Four words inexplicably popped up in Wang Yan’s mind: gǔ nāo biǎo kūn.
What the hell?
Could it be a hidden reward contained in this book?
Wang Yan walked past the bookshelf in confusion. He did not dare to touch the book at all.
He felt that touching it would cause trouble…
Time was tight, so Wang Yan pulled a little distance to look at the signboard. In front of him was a row of bookshelves, all of which were collections of classics and history.
He turned his head and looked into the distance. The bookshelf 30 meters away from him was a collection of poems and songs.
There were still 2 minutes and 20 seconds left, and he didn’t have time to go anywhere else.
Wang Yan gritted his teeth and casually took out the Tao Te Ching and the Complete Collection of Zhuangzi, then rushed to the opposite side.
He took out the Classic of Poetry and the Selection of Song Lyrics from the Poetry Section.
Next to the bookshelf was a large study table. He immediately went over and sat down. He used the last 90 seconds to roughly flip through the four books.
The Classic of Poetry was passed at the first moment.
It might be poetic, but there were too many rare words. Wang Yan, who had just finished his college entrance examination, looked like an illiterate when he flipped through the book.
The Complete Collection of Zhuangzi was passed too.
A total of fifty-two chapters!
The first page was “Inner Chapter: A Happy Excursion”. Wang Yan’s mind wandered off after skimming only the first sentence.
In the northern ocean, there is a fish, called the Kun. Kun was so big that it could not fit into the pocket of one’s pants…
Bah Bah Bah! That was not what was said in the book.
The only books left were the Tao Te Ching and the Selection of Song Lyrics.
The former had only five thousand words. In the version that Wang Yan had taken, all the rare words had phonetic notation, so it was very easy to read.
The latter had 165 selected articles, half of which Wang Yan had memorized before and had experience in appreciation and analysis, so it was also easy to read.
Wang Yan was in a dilemma…
Which one should he choose?
