If The Real World Is Suddenly Gamified

Memory bread?

Chen Yilang was stunned.

I always feel that this thing seems very familiar, but I don't remember when and where I saw it.

After carefully recalling it in his mind, Chen Yilang remembered a blue, round, fat man.

Isn't this memory bread the future prop of that blue fat man?

Chen Yilang was a little excited.

He immediately opened the inventory and chose to use [Memory Bread Design Blueprint].

[Props used successfully! 】

[Skills mastered: lv1 memory bread making. 】

【Memory Bread: Tinker Bell's co-branded Memory Bread, the words and formulas that need to be recorded are copied or engraved on it, and after eating and digesting it, a relatively long-term memory can be formed. Remarks: It is suitable for the scumbags and severe amnesiacs. 】

[Materials: toast bread, knowledge points. 】

"Sure enough."

The corner of Chen Yilang's mouth couldn't help but twitched crazily.

That night, Chen Yilang did not stay in the classroom for evening self-study with his classmates.

He found a shabby reason similar to "my potato chips at home are about to expire, I want to ask for leave to go home and eat potato chips", and asked Molly, the teacher in charge, for a vacation.

After school in the evening, Chen Yilang rode a small electric stove, speeding along the road at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour, and searched for all the toast in the nearby supermarket.

Whole wheat, rye, buckwheat...

Because the design drawings did not specify the type of bread, Chen Yilang simply brought back some of all types of bread.

"Langlang, why didn't you study at school today?"

Seeing Chen Yilang suddenly open the door and enter, Yang Si asked in surprise.

"It's more atmospheric at home."

"What did you bring back, such a big bag?" Yang Si glanced at Chen Yilang's bulging schoolbag, and asked with a frown.

"Of course it's spiritual food." Chen Yilang said, "I won't tell you about my mother, I'll go to study first, and call me when I'm eating."

Chen Yilang went upstairs without looking back.

Yang Si stood there blankly for a while.

When did this brat start studying so hard?

Yang Si felt a little relieved inexplicably, although he always felt that something was weird...

After returning to the room, Chen Yilang immediately opened the schoolbag and poured out all the bread in it.

Look at the inventory in your inventory again.

【Knowledge point X6】

There are only six knowledge points from Chen Jiahui's body at the same table.

But it should be enough for Chen Yilang's actions tonight.

[Synthesizing memory bread...]

【Ding! 】

[Unfortunately, the memory bread synthesis failed. 】

[Promotion: Failure is success, fuck it, let's do it again, Sao Nian! 】

Chen Yilang: "..."

Your broken system and small mouth are really sweet, so comforting.

[Synthesizing memory bread...]

【Unfortunately……】

[Synthesizing memory bread...]

【Unfortunately……】

[Synthesizing memory bread...]

【Unfortunately……】

...

Lost five times in a row.

Chen Yilang suddenly felt dizzy.

This is something he didn't expect.

As a result, the situation is a bit embarrassing.

Although he has a lot of bread in his hand now, there are not many knowledge points left, and now there is only the last one left.

Fortunately, it is not wasted.

Because he found that every time he makes memory bread, the proficiency of [lv1 memory bread making] will increase, even if the final production fails.

"Forget it, leave him alone."

"One last time, if it doesn't work, pull it down."

Chen Yilang gritted his teeth and performed the synthesis operation again.

[Synthesizing memory bread...]

【Ding! 】

【Congratulations! Successfully synthesized memory bread X1]

"Nice, it worked."

Chen Yilang was very pleasantly surprised.

Looking at his inventory again, there was already a new piece of bread.

"Try it right away."

Chen Yilang glanced at his schedule.

The first class tomorrow morning happens to be the Chinese class of the class teacher Molly.

According to the usual style of the old class, there is no need to run away from the classical Chinese essays in the morning reading class.

Thinking of this, Chen Yilang shuddered, and quickly found the Chinese textbook from his schoolbag, and turned to classical Chinese.

But soon the problem came again.

A piece of classical Chinese is usually about three or four hundred words in length, how can I remember all this piece of bread...

Chen Yilang started scratching his head crazily.jpg

Suddenly, he seemed to have a new inspiration.

Damn, wouldn't it be enough to make a miniature version?

Chen Yilang did what he said.

He turned on the computer, selected a piece of classical Chinese in the textbook, and used a document editing tool to directly compress it into the minimum number of words and the minimum line spacing.

After printing it out, Chen Yilang took out the memory bread, stamped it like a stamp, and actually printed all the dense handwriting on it.

After doing so, Chen Yilang discovered that his piece of memory bread could actually hold two classical Chinese essays!

After all, a piece of toast also has pros and cons. He could even find a small corner to fill in one or two hard-to-remember English words after filling in two classical Chinese texts.

"I'm gonna start now."

Chen Yilang muttered in his heart, took out the toast and took a bite.

To his surprise, the memory bread was slightly tastier than he had imagined.

At least it's not unpalatable to the point where European coarse black bread can be used as a brick, and it even tastes slightly sweet.

But the focus of memory bread is of course not the taste.

Not long after eating a piece of bread, Chen Yilang felt as if he had entered a new world.

A steady stream of classical Chinese content seemed to be decomposed from his stomach, and then violently poured upwards, directly breaking into his cerebral cortex.

Very rude.

But it's also very comfortable...

less than a minute.

Chen Yilang felt that he had memorized all the contents of the two classical Chinese essays.

wrong.

It shouldn't be said that I wrote it down by myself.

It should be said that these two texts broke into his body by themselves.

even……

I can't forget it even if I want to.

"interesting."

Chen Yilang suddenly felt that he saw a glimmer of hope.

Chen Jiahui was right.

He did take the first place in the class in the last test, but it was the last one.

The second model is approaching soon, followed by the final third model and the college entrance examination.

If he didn't hurry up, he might not be admitted to a good university.

Thinking of the hopeful and disappointed eyes of his parents, as well as the gossip of the seven aunts and three aunts... Chen Yilang felt a little dizzy.

"Since the system has given me a chance to be a new person, why don't I pick myself up?"

Chen Yilang suddenly felt himself on fire.

"Fuck it!"

Chen Yilang began to plan his big plan to turn Xianyu back...