"This is just one path. There are so many choices in the game. It's up to everyone to discover and explore."
"Finally, let me say something about dungeons—white card players will have a natural advantage, as they will directly replace key figures in history, ensuring that history is not changed as much as possible."
"Okay, that concludes this lecture. Players who wish to try 'The Book of Thunder' again can attend my next lecture by following my WeChat official account: Master Huang."
"The lecture schedule is on the official WeChat account, and sometimes it also shares interesting stories and information."
"Next, players who want to buy books are welcome to come up on stage to purchase them."
As he spoke, a staff member carrying several boxes of books walked up to Master Huang.
"Don't rush! Don't rush! We'll have plenty of books, starting from the first row!"
Players lined up and, just like receiving their graduation certificates, took a book from Master Huang one by one, leaving behind a few game coins.
“Qianxia.” Li Changzhou stood up.
"Hmm? Are we leaving?" Li Qianxia stood up as well.
"Go buy a book later, and ask Master Huang if there are any ways to increase charm and intelligence. After that, you and Qinglan go back first. I have to go now."
Li Changzhou gave a brief explanation, then turned and left Ming'en Hall.
"What could he possibly have to do?" Li Qianxia asked Yang Qinglan, puzzled.
"Let's go to the toilet." Yang Qinglan flipped through the book "Master Huang's Record of Value Games" in her hand.
"What's the point of hiding when you go to the toilet? When you get old, I'll be the one removing your catheter."
Yang Qinglan looked up at her, her expression indifferent.
"Hehe, it could also be you, Qinglan," Li Qianxia said, hugging her arm in a flattering manner.
"I'm not fighting for the job of removing the catheter. If you want to do it, no one will take it from you. I just find you disgusting."
"Wow! You call me disgusting! You're the disgusting one! You vixen, Yang Daji, you're always seducing my brother! By the way, will we ever actually meet Daji? I want to see just how slutty she is!"
"Don't forget what your brother told you to do." Yang Qinglan was too lazy to argue with a spoiled, immature little girl who acted on a whim.
"I remember. Bring the book over a bit, let's look at it together."
Li Changzhou left Ming'en Hall without even having time to return to the courtyard along the river and avoid surveillance to enter the Honey Pot World.
He arrived at the smallest playground at Ming University, jumped over the barbed wire fence, found a secluded corner, and sat down cross-legged.
Grasping at the last bit of feeling, he began to visualize the Thunderclap Diagram.
Clear your mind, and everything goes smoothly;
Visualizing dark clouds failed;
Failure, failure, failure...
Failure, failure, failure...
Focus
Failure, failure, a glimmer of hope, failure...
Failure, failure, failure...
Failure, failure, failure...
A drop of dew fell from the tip of Li Changzhou's bangs and landed on his calm face.
His head was numb. He opened his eyes and saw that it was already past midnight. Dew was beginning to condense, and the playground was wet.
He sat quietly in the darkness, the moonlight shining on a meter away, the ground shimmering like mercury, and black mist standing beside him.
It was another failure.
Suddenly, he grinned.
All was quiet. The teaching building was empty, the lecturers had long since dispersed, and even the dormitory lights were off.
The cool dew, the pitch-black night sky, the dim moonlight—Li Changzhou sat alone in the darkness, listening to his own heartbeat, and an overwhelming joy welled up within him.
It's been a long time since I felt this joy.
During high school, he was always the last one to study. On his way back to the dormitory, under the bright spotlight, he was the only one with his own shadow. At that time, he would often feel a surge of joy.
As his spirits gradually returned, Li Changzhou closed his eyes.
Failure, failure, failure...
He remained calm and composed, like someone sitting alone in an empty senior high school classroom, working on a math problem for which he had no clue how to solve it.
Occasionally, when he looked up, he saw that every classroom in the teaching building was dark, and even in his own classroom, only the light above his head was on.
He was like someone who had sunk to the bottom of a sea in the darkness of night, his mind clear and peaceful.
As the sky began to lighten, he opened his eyes, his entire body already soaked with the dew of the autumn morning.
It was another failure.
Li Changzhou stood up, took out his phone, took a selfie with the playground and sky as the background, and prepared to send it to the [sister group].
After thinking for a moment, he switched to a private chat with Yang Qinglan.
No, that would be ostracizing my sister.
Yes.
Li Changzhou took a picture of the running track on the playground and sent it to Yang Qinglan separately, with the caption: Morning exercise has begun.
She posted another selfie in her "sister group" with the caption: "Have you ever seen a handsome guy at four in the morning?"
Yang Qinglan was already up, so she replied to him privately: Oh
She posted again in the [sisters' group]: You've worked hard.
Li Changzhou thought for a while, what does this convey? Why is he cold in private chats but gentle in group chats?
I can't figure it out.
never mind.
He put away his phone, took a deep breath of fresh air, shook his head, stretched his muscles, and prepared to run fifty laps as the start of his day.
Step out with your right foot and land on the track.
boom!
As the dam released its floodwaters, an endless stream of life force poured into his body like a cataclysmic event.
The second physical enhancement is here.
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