Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"Lu Zhou, wake up!"

The shoulders were violently shaken again. Lu Zhou slowly opened his eyes, and it was the fat face of Wu Dahai.

"Rely! You finally woke up." With a sigh of relief, Wu Dahai took his hand back from his shoulder and smiled embarrassedly. "That, don't mind, I don't want to bother you to rest, that is. Seeing that you are all playing, it’s okay to think that you should be fine."

Lu Zhou glanced at the white walls around him, and the bed with the curtain hanging: "... Where is this?"

"You don't remember? You have a heatstroke at the entrance of Unicom's business hall!" Wu Dahai sat back in the chair and sighed and patted his thick thigh. "Hey, I said you, let you not force you." Don't listen. You are doing part-time work, and you are not doing this. You are so desperate to be a figure? You look at you now and put your health into it. Do you think it is worth it?"

Lu Zhou smiled reluctantly and asked: "The doctor said... What happened to my body?"

"Nothing, there is some dehydration," Wu Dahai pointed to the bedside table with his chin. "I will give you this water, remember to drink more."

The throat was moving, and Lu Zhoucheng said: "Thank you."

"Don't thank me, how do you say that you are my schoolmate? I am a senior, and it is also necessary to take care of you." Wu Dahai waved his hand. "You have a good rest. If you have no problem, go back to school." Part-time fee I have already transferred your Alipay, pay attention to check. There is no need to worry about medical expenses, no money, I have already paid for you."

"How nice this is, I..."

"Okay, don't be a mother-in-law, your work is arranged by me. You have some responsibility in addition to the problem." Standing up from the stool, Wu Dahai said, "This is the case, you have to do these days. Take a break and don't rush to work."

Lu Zhou still wants to say something, but finally did not say anything, just nod and said thank you.

Wu Dahai put his hand on it and said that he did not thank, he left.

Leaning on the hospital bed, Lu Zhou sighed at the ceiling.

"It seems that I have to find a part-time job again..."

Out of such a big problem, Wu Dahai will probably not let him go again. What's more, he is also embarrassed by himself. He has caused such a big trouble in others, and he has to ask for help.

Turned over and thought of the previous strange dream, Lu Zhou closed his eyes and whispered.

"system."

no response.

"Black technology system."

Still not responding.

Lu Zhou’s cheeks rose slightly.

Dry your uncle!

It seems to be a dream...

However, Lu Zhou thought so wide open his eyes, but in an instant it was shocked by the scenery in front of him.

The flawless white, covering the entire innocent space, the translucent holographic screen, and the property panel that is full of eggs, everything is so real.

After a brief surprise, Lu Zhou immediately squeezed his fists and his heart fell into ecstasy.

Haha!

This is real! This is not a dream!

At this time, a semi-transparent holographic panel suddenly appeared a line of reminder text.

[Please host the task]

Efforts to calm the excitement in my heart, Lu Zhou went forward and reached out and selected the icon of the [Task] on the screen.

Then, a translucent dialog appeared in front of him.

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Task 1: Keep fit

Explanation: If you want to do a good job in scientific research, you must have a good body, run the journalist, beat the zombies, and continuously explode the liver for 72 hours. Exercise, there is no time to delay, please start from now.

Requirement: Complete a five-kilometer jog in one hour, start the meditation task, and start timing. (Challenge failure can repeat challenges)

Reward: 20 points of random subject experience, one lucky draw opportunity (100% garbage)

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Task 2: Develop connections.

Explanation: Engaging in academic research is not a treat for dinner, but if you want to mix into the academic circle, you must learn to manage your network.

Requirements: Professor Lu Fangping, the head of the Department of Mathematics at Jinling University, has developed a good sense of friendship (ie, a good sense of 30, and the detailed value of the task target will be displayed after the start of the task)

Reward: 100 points of experience in mathematics. 400 points. One lucky draw opportunity (97% garbage, 3% black technology sample)

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Task 3: The life of Xueba does not need to be explained.

Requirements: The library hangs up for 24 hours, and the meditation task begins as a task start.

Reward: The specific value of the subject experience is determined by the type of reading book and the value factor. 100 points. One lucky draw opportunity (90% garbage, 9% sample, 1% drawing)

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This system is quite real, and the explosion rate is written.

What kind of ghost is this long run? The lottery is also 100% probable to explode? ! Potholes, this is!

And what is the ghost behind the development of the professor and the professor? invite to a meal? Direct gift? No matter which one, I feel that I have to spend a lot of money...

The last one seems to be a bit more normal. Although it is not directly written how much experience can be gained, the probability of the lottery is the lowest! According to the idea of ​​online games, this task should be the so-called best strategy choice?

What's more, hanging up in the library for 24 hours sounds like no difficulty.

After thinking about this, Lu Zhou no longer hesitated and immediately chose Task 3.

The life of Xueba does not need to be explained!

[After the task is selected, it cannot be changed. It is not limited to the completion time. It takes two hundred points to abandon the task. The current score of the host is zero. Do you confirm the selection? (first reminder)

Lu Zhou did not hesitate to say: "Confirm!"

[Selective success, good luck]

The white light flashed. In his attribute bar, the line belonging to [Task] changed from "None" to "Task III".

Take a deep breath and close your eyes and quit silently. When Lu Zhou opens again, the ward is still in the ward.

Lying on the bed for a while, Lu Zhou spent about five minutes to slowly digest the information in the brain.

Although it is not clear why, in short, he seems to be the host of the black technology system.

Reminiscent of the previous Wu Dahai woke himself up, the system space should be deep in his own consciousness, independent of the real world. And when you enter the system, the time inside and outside the system space should also be parallel.

To be honest, even now, Lu Zhou has no real feeling about the system.

But these don't matter.

It’s a conspiracy of an alien, a joke on April Fool’s Day, or a problem with your head. In short, the task has already been received. You will know when you finish the test.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou picked up the cup on the bedside table, drank the water inside, and got up and got out of bed.

After taking the temperature on the nurse on duty and confirming that the body was not overwhelmed, he left the hospital and went to the nearby bus stop to take the bus back to the school.

When he returned to the dormitory, only Liu Rui was in the dormitory, and the other two should go out online.

I noticed that Lu Zhou came back. Liu Rui put down the reference book he was reviewing and pushed the glasses to ask: "Lu Zhou, I heard that you have a heat stroke?"

"Well...but there is no big problem." Lu Zhou smiled and walked to his bed.

This four-person bedroom has a desk and a cabinet underneath the bed, and his various magnetic cards are usually thrown into the drawer.

After looking for a while, I finally turned to the borrowing card. Lu Zhou sighed and grabbed his shoulder bag and walked outside the bedroom.

On the road, the evening breeze smashed through the treetops of the phoenix tree and made a rustling sound.

On the road illuminated by street lamps, students and professors holding books come and go. On the runway of the playground not far away, some people walked with their hands and some people went for a night run. This campus seems to be so lively and full of life.

It’s already eight o'clock. Looking at the brightly lit library, Lu Zhou’s heart is both strange and uncomfortable.

How long has this place been?

Taking a deep breath, with a restless mood, he stepped up and walked into the library.