Chapter 446: If you are a man, you will go to the 100th floor, and the attribute value will explode.
Lu Zhengkang didn't know what others thought of those confusing behaviors, but he thought they were really silly.
Especially among primary school students, there are many forms of confusion. Lu Zhengkang can see four or five of them every day when he is sitting in the classroom, such as a handstand competition, a kissing competition, a group of people performing an online drama, someone splitting an apple, and someone chewing it.
There are those with orange peels, and there are those who eat durian candies and compete to see who has the worst breath.
Many of them are games, but they are too absurd. Lu Zhengkang knows that there is a generation gap between himself and these children. It does not mean that their behavior is incomprehensible, because Lu Zhengkang also lived in the same way back then.
It's just that he can't get happiness from it.
There are many more popular things among children now than when Lu Zhengkang used to do it, especially some streamlined children's electronic products. You can even keep AI pets. As long as there is a display screen or even a projector, you can play many games. And the appearance of this product
They range from projector pens disguised as normal ballpoint pens to transparent, flexible sheets that can be sandwiched between the pages of a book.
Primary school students will play secretly whenever they have free time, and teachers have repeatedly banned this, which is a headache.
After all, the risk of playing with electronic products is a bit high. Once caught by the teacher, it will be reviewed and punished. Therefore, other non-virtual toys are also very popular, such as micro drones, which have been popular for more than ten years at least. Now, as soon as get out of class time comes, colorful drones take off en masse and shuttle back and forth over the classroom. It is a spectacular sight. For a moment, it can give people the illusion of being in an air force base or Star Wars.
Drone flying competition is a global and popular entertainment activity. There are national-level competitions. In some countries, it is even regarded as an exam. Many universities have drone control majors.
, it can be said that the city knows how to play.
Of course, there are also toys from "ancient times", such as marbles, flower ropes, and spinning tops.
However, these still cannot bring happiness to Lu Zhengkang. Playing with his friends is quite interesting, but Lu Zhengkang always wins, and gradually he becomes less interested in small games.
He tried to raise an AI pet, but the wholesale goods from the canteen were just that. The little elf he raised was stupid. After playing for two days, his data crashed and he died.
Lu Zhengkang was a little sad about this for two minutes.
Today is Christmas, and last night was Christmas Eve. Lu Zhengkang is now thinking about last night's experience, staying up late to finish the manuscript, it doesn't sound very peaceful and happy.
When he came to school in the morning, Lu Zhengkang found thirteen gift boxes in the drawer. They were all filled with apples. They should have been given by classmates with whom he had a good relationship.
It is said that giving apples on Christmas Eve is a unique custom in China, and Christmas and Christmas Eve themselves are foreign holidays. Do we have to respect other people's cultural customs? In that case, thirteen is not a good number...
Lu Zhengkang casually opened a gift box, took out the apple, wiped it with his sleeve and started to eat it. It was the kind of "qualified" low-quality product from a small store. Unfortunately, there is only one canteen in the school, isn't it?
After eating an apple, Lu Zhengkang cheered up somewhat. The fresh and full juice made his stomach and cerebral cortex feel excited. Unfortunately, this joy did not last long. Soon, strong sleepiness came over him again.
It is morning self-study time now. After the students handed in their paper assignments, they began to recite the texts, Chinese and English. One was two ancient poems, the other was a short essay, and they had to write it down after class.
Lu Zhengkang spread the high-end printed textbook on the table. The comfortable and thick paper made him feel like he was stroking the goose down quilt. The words and pictures, the mixed colors, and the carefully arranged information made him dizzy.
I have memorized many ancient poems, so I can finish them quickly. English short essays are just that. Once you understand the meaning, you can just translate them, so why don’t you take a nap?
Lu Zhengkang lay drowsily on the table and began to dream.
In the dream, he was digging holes in his mind. Various bubbles contained portals to the next level. Lu Zhengkang had already reached the ninety-eighth level.
Having said that, it is of no use to point out so many attribute bubbles. He is still stupid and does not look like a genius at all.
Lu Zhengkang looked at his mobility. It was 30/130, which means it has bottomed out. Yes, today’s task was only to complete the production of drawings.
Compared with the game, it is more difficult to dig the brain in the real system, because each layer is very large, and the number of initial bubbles is huge. After clicking a bubble, you can only unlock bubbles in the surrounding 3x3 range. Compared with the vast number of bubbles,
It really gives people the illusion that Foolish Old Man moved mountains.
Lu Zhengkang knew that his thirty points of attributes would be in vain.
The progress of digging brain holes is not accumulated. It doesn't matter how much you dig on one level. As long as you don't enter the next level, it will be refreshed at zero o'clock.
Lu Zhengkang has been digging his brain for many years. He has never succeeded in hollowing out a layer. The best time he dug out almost a third of it was through many exploding bubbles. Every time he entered the next layer, he relied on luck to encounter the portal.
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He was very lucky today. After using up his 30 actions, he happened to find the portal. Entering the next level will be rewarded with 50 actions. In this way, when he reaches the ninety-ninth floor, he has 50/130 actions again.
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Lu Zhengkang tried his best to click on the comprehension bubbles, calculated carefully, and accumulated little to make more. This was the habit of playing games in the past. In fact, for a first generation like him, attributes are also quite useful. After all, those advanced skills require a lot of basic attributes to reduce comprehension.
Point consumption...
Lu Zhengkang's thoughts turned back from that time, and he realized that he had to dig his brain...
Ah, I'm really lucky, it's another portal.
It's the 100th floor.
What I see before my eyes is not bubbles, but brilliant phantoms.
Light, shadow, smell, strong touch, spatial confusion and inversion, Lu Zhengkang felt that his cerebral cortex was glowing, that feeling of thin energy radiating from the scalp. While the heat was being taken away, a strong sense of coolness was also felt.
Welling out from deep within the brain.
Lu Zhengkang woke up.
Look at the time, only two minutes have passed.
Alas, it was time to memorize the text. Lu Zhengkang glanced at the textbook and saw the familiar articles, and suddenly had a different feeling. Those words were alive.
"The mist is thick, the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast..."
These words have smells, complex sandalwood fragrance, shapes and colors. The copper lions rolling in the clouds and mist carry a mahogany bed on their backs. Their vigorous vitality is like whispering in Lu Zhengkang's ears, a woman's voice, cold.
Just like the thin ice crystals on the branches and leaves in early spring.
Lu Zhengkang covered his head. Now he understood that the attribute points finally worked!
IQ, EQ, imagination, memory... these things are difficult to quantify, but this does not mean that quantitative change does not exist. If there is quantitative change, there will be qualitative change. Lu Zhengkang has been waiting for this moment.
