Checking the system rewards every time brings the joy of opening a blind box.
Cheng Che smiled and looked at the talent.
[ Academic Descent: Can be activated once a month. Upon activation, it randomly bestows a portion of the academic knowledge of a senior figure in the scientific community. The recipient is random and cannot be specified.]
Cheng Che's smile froze, then he was overjoyed!
Finally, the [ Incubus ] system is showing some of its power! It can even acquire some knowledge!
He suppressed the urge to use his talent and then looked at the prop.
[ Time Hourglass: A one-time use item. Activating it allows you to rewind to half an hour earlier.]
Holy crap!
The power of this prop was so great that Cheng Che was simply speechless!
Time travel!
Although it can only rewind to half an hour ago, it is still extremely important; it's a completely strategic tool.
Cheng Che couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, "Hahaha, this is great, this is great! I'm finally rich!"
He laughed for a moment before regaining his composure, and then immediately used [ Academic Descent ]!
[Randomly occurring...]
[Target: Alan Baker, United Kingdom mathematician, winner of the 1970 Fields Medal.]
[Random knowledge transfer in progress...]
New knowledge flooded into Cheng Che's mind in an instant.
A series of very specific mathematical construction steps.
The core proof technique in the Baker's Method for estimating the lower bound of the linear form of the algebraic logarithm!
Cheng Che digested it for about seven or eight minutes.
Then he sat up abruptly.
"Holy shit."
He never expected to acquire this knowledge; it was top-level knowledge!
Many people can't even understand the title, but he can clearly understand the entire content of this knowledge through his talent transmission; it's like a sudden enlightenment.
Cheng Che excitedly shut down the system, preparing to digest the information slowly.
He picked up his phone, leaned back in his chair, stretched, and then took out his phone.
The screen lights up; there are 99+ WeChat messages.
He first clicked on the pinned "Mom".
Jiang Xue posted three paragraphs of text.
He didn't use voice input; he read the text first.
"Son, Mom saw the announcement online. I don't understand that speculation, but I know you did something amazing."
Your dad said this is something that could be written into textbooks.
My mother doesn't understand much, but she knows that what my son does is something no one else can do.
Today, my mother was walking in the neighborhood when she ran into a neighbor lady. She asked me, "Is your son that Cheng Che?" I said, "Yes."
She took my hand and said, "You've raised a good son."
My mother cried right then and there.
But Mom doesn't ask you to win many Champion, earn a lot of money, or publish many papers.
All Mom wants is for you to be healthy.
You are your mother's pride.
Cheng Che looked at the text, his throat tightening slightly.
He scrolled down and found his dad's chat window.
Cheng Jianguo sent a long message, which was about seven or eight hundred words long.
He rarely posts long messages; at most, he'll reply with "Okay," "I understand," or "Be careful."
This time, an exception was made.
The words inside seemed to be spoken directly to Cheng Jianguo. Although he spoke in a jumbled manner, all his words revealed his concern for him.
Until the very last sentence, "Don't overwork yourself, avoid staying up late, and eat on time."
Cheng Che then laughed.
This is the kind of fatherly love in the Xia Country: silent but heavier than Mount Tai.
He gave his parents a brief reply.
He then looked at Guo Xin, who was bombarding him with WeChat.
He saw the creator of the 99+ results, shook his head, and clicked on it.
[ Guo Xin: Holy shit!!!]
[ Guo Xin: Dude, could you at least tell me beforehand?!]
[ Guo Xin: I 'Douyin three times!!]
[ Guo Xin: My mom keeps asking me why I haven't learned anything from you, it's so annoying!]
[ Guo Xin: When are you treating us?!]
Cheng Che laughed as he watched, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Cheng Che: I'll treat you to Peking duck when school starts.
Guo Xin replied instantly.
[ Guo Xin: Okay!!!]
Cheng Che smiled and turned the page.
The dormitory group chat for room 302 exploded.
[ Wang Zheng: Godfather!!!]
[ Zhou Hao: Can I use your paper as supplementary reading material?!]
[ Li Yuan: I failed math!!]
[ Li Yuan: Godfather, save me!!]
[ Li Yuan: (crying)]
Cheng Che replied with two words.
[Wait, I'll give you a crash course later (laughs)]
After laughing, there were still three missed calls left on the screen.
Su Miaoyin, Su Qingyue, Yan Ruanning.
He sat up, leaned back in his chair, and fought back one by one.
He dialed Su Miaoyin's number first.
I answered it after it rang twice.
"Oh, so the great mathematician finally has time to talk to me?"
Su Miaoyin's voice came through the receiver, tinged with laughter, but beneath that laughter lay an undeniable pride.
"Sister Miaoyin," Cheng Che called out with a smile.
"You never call me first," Su Miaoyin snorted, then said happily, "When I heard you submitted your paper, I knew it would work. Now, I reckon you're going to be promoted to professor. Oh dear, there's going to be a sad membrane separating us now."
Cheng Che's expression changed, and he said speechlessly, "Don't drive!"
Su Miaoyin was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then blushed and blurted out, "You're a pervert, a complete pervert!"
Then she hummed twice and said gently, "Remember to come cook in my yard when winter break is over, you owe me a meal."
Cheng Che laughed and hung up the phone, then dialed Su Qingyue.
Su Qingyue's voice was as gentle as water.
" Cheng Che." Without any further pleasantries, she simply called his name softly and said, "Congratulations."
Two words, but Cheng Che sensed a heavy weight in them.
" Qingyue, thank you."
"No need to thank me, it's all your own hard work, it has nothing to do with me." Su Qingyue's voice carried a hint of amusement. "I'll be returning to the Capital City soon, remember to treat me to a meal."
Cheng Che generously said, "Eat whatever you like!"
Su Qingyue covered her mouth and laughed, "I almost forgot you're a rich person."
She paused for a moment, then said, "I'm very proud. The kind of pride I feel for you."
Cheng Che held his phone, remaining silent.
He knew of Su Qingyue's feelings for him, but he didn't know how to reciprocate.
Two seconds later, Su Qingyue laughed first, "Alright, enough with the sentimentality. You're busy, I'm sure a lot of people are looking for you. I just wanted to congratulate you."
The third is Yan Ruanning.
The moment the call connected, Yan Ruanning's voice boomed out:
"Congratulations, great mathematician! When are you free to come and be my math tutor? I'll give you one percent of the royalties from my next album in exchange for you teaching me calculus. How about it?"
Cheng Che paused for a moment, then smiled:
"Sure. When does it start? But I don't want the copyright fee; I'll be grateful if you can even pass calculus."
"Hmph, you dare underestimate me? Just you wait, once you're done with your work, watch me unleash my full power!"
After hanging up Yan Ruanning's call, Cheng Che shook his head, smiled, and switched the phone to his other hand.
Then he saw Pei Jingshu's missed calls.