Extensive Knowledge, Rote Memorization

Wang Pan returned to his room and prepared to begin his first Life Simulation.

As long as they had turned eighteen, everyone had one chance to undergo a Life Simulation.

The reason nearly a hundred thousand students had gathered in the enormous plaza for their simulations today was not because simulations required a specific venue.

It was simply because this plaza, built at tremendous cost, offered a greater chance of passing one's first Life Simulation.

In other words, if you did not need the bonus the Simulator Plaza gave newcomers during their first Life Simulation, you could begin a Life Simulation anywhere.

"If I can still fail a simulation even with a Golden Finger, then the little bonus the Simulator Plaza gives newcomers won't change anything."

"Begin Life Simulation!"

Wang Pan silently muttered to himself.

Without a sound, Wang Pan vanished from the room.

Life Simulation loading...

Unknown energy interference detected. Life Simulation analyzing...

Analysis complete. Due to the influence of unknown energy, you were extraordinary from birth. One talent will be randomly generated!

Talent generation for this session complete:

Basic Talent, Extensive Knowledge, Rote Memorization;

Your efforts allowed your store of knowledge to surpass that of most people. Unfortunately, you knew what was so, but not why it was so.

"What a pity. It would have been better if the talent were Extensive Knowledge, Strong Memory."

Wang Pan sighed. Compared with this Extensive Knowledge, Rote Memorization, which looked like a complete joke no matter how he viewed it, Extensive Knowledge, Strong Memory was far better.

Take a simple example.

Mathematics!

With Extensive Knowledge, Rote Memorization, you could rely on hard work to memorize countless formulas and theorems.

But with the talent Extensive Knowledge, Strong Memory, you could discover and prove formulas and theorems.

Wang Pan quickly composed himself. Something was better than nothing.

Compared with other simulators, he had already taken a step ahead from the very beginning. Every time he underwent a simulation, his Golden Finger would forcibly grant him a talent!

And this lead would not only remain—it would grow with every Life Simulation. In the end, the gap between ordinary simulators and himself would only become wider and wider!

Life Simulation Event loading...

0 years old; you were born into a poor family. You were a boy.

Four years old; you felt that the firewood piled in your neighbor's woodshed was too much. A leaf was sticking out of the woodshed and blocking your path, so you set it on fire.

The blazing flames lit up half the village, and the villagers all came to help put out the fire.

Unfortunately, your neighbor's woodshed was still reduced to ashes. When the old man next door returned from gathering firewood and saw that both the firewood he had painstakingly collected and his woodshed were gone, he was so furious that he prepared to hack you to death with a knife.

After mediation by the Village Chief, your family paid five hundred yuan in compensation, along with one thousand honeycomb briquettes.

Eight years old; your parents went away to work, and you became a left-behind child.

Twelve years old; you made an agreement with your parents: if you scored full marks in all three subjects on your final exams, they would reward you with a bicycle.

Still twelve years old; you received full marks in mathematics, English, and Chinese. You happily brought your grades home, but unfortunately, your parents went back on their word.

Fourteen years old; you entered the second year of middle school, and your grades began to plummet. Feeling somewhat inferior, you became the target of several school thugs.

Fifteen years old; you were about to graduate from middle school. You fell for a girl, but unfortunately, you did not dare confess. After graduation, you never saw her again.

Twenty-eight years old; you got married, though you did not know why you got married either.

Forty years old; you no longer had the energy you once did, and you noticed that your supervisor had recently been looking at you strangely.

Three days later, you were fired. Replacing you was a vigorous young man in his twenties.

Sixty-eight years old; you lay in the courtyard basking in the sun, recalling your life. It seemed you had done many things, yet it also seemed you had accomplished nothing.

Seventy-two years old; you developed dementia.

Eighty years old; you had a powerful desire to live.

Eighty-six years old; you still had not died, and your son began to get anxious...

Eighty-seven years old; you died. Your cause of death was being struck dead by a falling rock from a cliff because you went fishing without a helmet? Even you did not know why an old man with no mobility would go fishing...

Life Simulation Event loading complete. Begin simulation?

Wang Pan: "...!"

After reading through the Life Simulation he was about to experience, Wang Pan was filled with admiration for those who could pass a Life Simulation.

Good lord... Anyone who could pass a Life Simulation without cheats was a real savage!

Dementia and a filial son like that—who could withstand this?!

"Begin Life Simulation!"

"Waaah!"

A baby's cry rang out from the clinic in Jingming Town.

Wang Pan was born, weighing seven pounds two ounces. He was very healthy.

What worried his parents in this life was that Wang Pan could not drink breast milk.

He threw up whenever he drank it. With no other choice, they could only grit their teeth and spend money on formula.

Wang Pan's father was a plasterer at a construction site and earned only five yuan a day.

The money spent on formula made this already poor family even worse off.

Fortunately, Wang Pan's maternal grandparents helped support them. The money the old couple got from selling rabbits or goose eggs was all used to buy formula for Wang Pan.

As for Wang Pan's paternal grandmother, she had never come to see him even once, because she had heard from others that Wang Pan was a girl.

His grandfather, Wang Qing, did secretly come once. He pulled out several boiled eggs from his clothes and left them behind before quietly leaving.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, Wang Pan was one year old. Though he had been raised on formula and rice milk, he was very healthy and could already walk and run.

When Wang Pan was three, Mother took him away from his maternal grandparents' home and returned to his paternal grandparents' house.

"Oh, my precious grandson, you're back! Come, let Grandma hold you!"

Before they even entered the house, Grandma Zhong Guifang heard the commotion and came out. When she saw Wang Pan, her wrinkled face broke into a smile, and she hurriedly scooped him into her arms.

"Grandma!"

Wang Pan called out sweetly as well.

"Good grandson, are you hungry? Here, have a piece of candy to tide you over first. Grandma will make you something delicious."

Zhong Guifang was very fond of Wang Pan because Wang Qing had told her after returning that Wang Pan had been born a boy.

Zhong Guifang held Wang Pan and refused to let go, while her expression toward her daughter-in-law beside them was cold.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was terrible.

The Wang family was poor, but Wang Pan had not expected them to be this poor.

The Wang family home backed onto a bamboo grove and was enclosed at the innermost end by two other households.

The homes of those two households were much better than Wang Pan's. They were built from stone blocks; at the very least, they did not have to worry about being suddenly washed down by rain one day.

The walls of the two households formed a narrow alley a little over a meter wide, which Wang Pan's family used to enter and leave every day.

The walls of the Wang family home were built from bamboo strips mixed with mud.

There were only three rooms in total.

Apart from several beds, a table, three benches, and a cabinet for storing clothes, there was nothing else in the house.

Several large geese were penned in the yard, and a large stone mill stood beneath the eaves.

"Make money. I need to make money!"

After eating stir-fried loofah with pork cracklings every other day, Wang Pan could not take it anymore.

The smell of pork cracklings made him want to vomit, while the sight of the large geese in the yard made his mouth water.

Wang Pan often saw Old Man Zhang next door get up before dawn, then leave carrying a knife.

Then he would return carrying all sorts of dry firewood—corn stalks, branches, and the like—and pile it in the abandoned pigsty, which now served as a woodshed.

"Crackle, crackle!"

Amid the sound of firecrackers, Wang Pan turned five.

At four years old, you were cautious and never played with fire. Your neighbor's woodshed escaped disaster.

Life Simulation Event settlement in progress...

You gained twenty Simulation Points.

Having survived one simulation event, Wang Pan was not excited. Instead, he found it troublesome.

His little face fell, and his brows knitted together.

"Next comes the event at age eight. But my family is poor as hell—my mom waiting until I turn eight before going out to work with my dad is already pretty good."

"How am I supposed to convince my mom to stay?"