The target is too small

"Ugh, I'm exhausted!"

Lu Mingyuan threw himself onto his soft big bed, sighing weakly.

He had been busy all day, both improving the plow and laying a solid foundation for his next supernatural power. He had even used his limited Human Luck points to speed up his thinking by tenfold, contemplating for an entire day.

At this moment, he was utterly drained.

Furthermore, Lu Mingyuan had consumed over 36 Human Luck points today alone.

Keep in mind that one Human Luck point doubled thinking speed for one hour. So, accelerating to the maximum of tenfold speed consumed nine points per hour.

Today, Lu Mingyuan had intermittently accelerated for about four hours, which explained the high consumption.

With his current strength, his talent of 1.5 cun of Qi allowed him to generate only 1.5 Human Luck points per day.

Generating 1.5 points while consuming 36 was a severe deficit, a difference of more than twentyfold.

He was clearly spending more than he earned.

If Lu Mingyuan continued like this, his remaining thousand-plus Human Luck points would only last a little over a month.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to be so extravagant, only using it for a few days. Besides, virtually no one maintained a tenfold acceleration constantly.

It wasn't that people were stingy and wanted to save Human Luck points, but there was a compelling reason.

Accelerating tenfold, aside from whether the brain could handle it, also increased the consumption of lifespan tenfold.

In other words, if a person had sufficient Human Luck points and could indulge in the tenfold thinking speed effect at all times, their lifespan would be reduced to one-tenth of its original length.

If that person originally had a lifespan of a hundred years, they would now only live for ten years.

A tenfold reduction in lifespan was no small matter.

Moreover, this consumption was of soul lifespan, which was incurable by any medicine and could not be replenished.

Once the soul lifespan was depleted, at the time of natural death, the body might appear healthy, but the soul within would be gone, and thinking would cease. This person would effectively be dead.

Therefore, this thinking speed acceleration could not be used carelessly; careful planning was necessary.

As for the issue of lifespan, according to Lu Mingyuan's knowledge, the physical lifespan limit for the human race in this world was around 120 years, while the soul lifespan was considerably higher, reaching 200 years. So, as long as he didn't accelerate recklessly, it shouldn't be a major problem.

Thus, for Lu Mingyuan at present, he didn't need to worry too much about lifespan for now. He was still young and had plenty of time.

The only issue was that his brain got tired from accelerated thinking and required constant rest.

Rest wasn't strictly necessary, but prolonged high-speed brain activity consumed a vast amount of energy and would cause the brain to overheat. If he didn't rest, he might literally cook his own brain.

Lu Mingyuan had come to this world because of "007," so he strictly followed a strategy of ten minutes of full-speed thinking followed by five minutes of rest, to avoid collapsing again. He wondered if there would be a next life.

So, this was his rest time. Lu Mingyuan wanted to think about nothing and just lie comfortably on his bed.

If only he could scroll through his phone. Lying in bed, scrolling through his phone without thinking about anything, that was the ultimate dream for someone with severe laziness.

Lu Mingyuan thought absently.

Fortunately, although this world didn't have mobile phones, it had the Heavenly Dao Virtual Net. It was still a network, so it wasn't too different, with just a slight regret.

The regret was that there were no attractive young ladies on the current network. Without attractive young ladies, a major feature was missing.

Although Lu Mingyuan had only viewed them with an appreciative eye before, and absolutely had no other intentions.

He reined in his wandering thoughts and began browsing the Heavenly Dao Virtual Net.

Let me see~ How many copies of my supernatural power have been sold? Is it more than yesterday?

Wait a minute~

Lu Mingyuan rubbed his eyes, staring at the numbers before him in disbelief.

Is this... a mistake?

It shouldn't be. How could the Heavenly Dao Virtual Net make a mistake?

Then why are there so many?

No matter what, sales couldn't have increased from less than 300,000 to over 40 million in a single day, right?

This wasn't just a surge; it was a geometric multiplication.

Was this a bit too exaggerated?

Were these people crazy?

Lu Mingyuan found it hard to believe.

Although he had absolute confidence in his supernatural power, it couldn't be this exaggerated.

Calculating this, he had earned over 4 billion today. Would he break the 10 billion or even 100 billion mark tomorrow and ascend to the throne of the richest person?

At this moment, Lu Mingyuan suddenly felt that a modest goal was no longer sufficient. He needed to raise the bar for his "small goals."

He should at least aim for over a billion or tens of billions a day; otherwise, it was simply not presentable.

He mused to himself.

Suddenly, Lu Mingyuan felt a coolness on his forehead, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him.

Wait~ With so much wealth, it seems I can't protect it.

Honestly, after so many years in this world, Lu Mingyuan had never heard of any individual possessing so many Luck Points.

Those who could possess so many Luck Points were usually major powers, like the Three Great Dynasties, or the Various Schools of Thought, or even the Lords of All Races...

But those forces had high expenses. Unlike Lu Mingyuan, who could feed himself and have no one else to worry about.

To be honest, with so many Luck Points, he didn't even know how to spend them.

Moreover, this Luck Point thing wasn't as volatile as money; it was very stable. At least in the nearly thousand years since its appearance, its purchasing power hadn't depreciated at all.

Looking at it this way, I'm even more in danger.

Lu Mingyuan took a deep breath, touched his slightly grown mustache, and thought to himself.

A moment later, as if he had reached some conclusion, a hint of relief appeared on Lu Mingyuan's face.

Fortunately, I used a disguise. They shouldn't be able to find me.

However, I need to be more cautious in my actions from now on, and I must completely separate myself from 'Anonymous'. I can't have any connection with him, otherwise, if they follow the clues, I'll truly be treated like a fat pig to be fattened.

From now on, 'Anonymous' is 'Anonymous'.

My 'The Road is Under My Feet' is 'The Road is Under My Feet'.

We have nothing to do with each other, not even a cent.

After making up his mind, Lu Mingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was truly because the wealth he now possessed was too much, and he always felt uneasy. Honestly, he had never seen so much money in his previous life, only heard of it. Now that he had suddenly obtained so much, it was inevitable that he would feel a bit restless, even complacent.

Fortunately, Lu Mingyuan was already living a second life and was still quite composed. He had also mentally prepared himself for such sudden wealth. Otherwise, he might have already revealed his weakness, and that would have been truly unfair.

After all, the saying "earn a living but not enjoy it" could be listed as the greatest misfortune in life.

Lu Mingyuan didn't want to become that kind of person.

So Lu Mingyuan constantly reminded himself in his heart that he still had to be cautious, and even more cautious, in his future actions.

Yes~ I'll just pretend that the disguise called 'Anonymous' doesn't exist.

No, Lu Mingyuan clearly only had one account, called 'The Road is Under My Feet'. As for disguises, he couldn't afford them, nor did he intend to buy them.

The young man lying on the bed thought quite seriously, then he blinked his eyes, his eyes full of innocence.

After figuring this out, Lu Mingyuan looked at the long string of numbers again, and his heart was no longer rippled. It seemed he had reached the realm of "heart as calm as a lake."

Yes~ At least on the surface.

Having figured this out, Lu Mingyuan then looked at the comments below [Peerless Mind-Stabilizing Great Supernatural Power -- Mathematics: The Problem of Rabbits and Chickens].

Gentle and Cute Jiang Zichun: Thank you, Master, for your divine power, which allowed me to achieve victory. Thank you! Thank you!

An Family Youyi: Master, your divine power is amazing. Youyi worships you!

Gentle and Cute Jiang Zichun: Master, the divine power is very useful, but there are too few problems. Can you add some more? I beg you to add more problems.

I Have a Dream: Master, please add more problems. The current ones are too few.

Looking at these interesting comments, a rare smile slowly appeared on Lu Mingyuan's face.

As for how others were doing, he didn't know. But those two called "Jiang Zichun" and "An Family Youyi" were definitely two gentle and cute beautiful women.

Lu Mingyuan dared to guarantee it.

Of course, this was definitely not because others were flattering him. It was purely a matter of intuition. His intuition gave him this feeling.

Yes, it was intuition.

However, they complained that there were too few problems?

Lu Mingyuan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. It did seem a bit few, only a little over three hundred problems.

But then, a meaningful smile appeared on Lu Mingyuan's face.

That smile made people tremble.