Cheng Che immediately called Jiang Xue.
It rang seven or eight times, but no one answered.
He called again, but still no one answered.
He figured the shop was busy and he wouldn't have time to answer the phone, so he put his phone back in his pocket, leaned against the railing at the bus stop, and opened the system panel.
[Congratulations, host, you have acquired the passive talent " Rigorous Thinking ".]
[ Rigorous Thinking: Automatically checks for errors and loopholes in logical deduction, calculation, and experimental design, significantly reducing careless mistakes. Effectiveness is affected by Intelligence stat.]
Cheng Che stared at the line of text twice, becoming more and more satisfied with each reading.
He used to be able to Total Concentration; his focus was indeed strong, and he was completely absorbed when doing problems.
However, strong focus does not mean you won't make mistakes.
Sometimes, even after focusing intently on a problem and checking it twice, he would still make a mistake on a single symbol.
[ Total Concentration ] allows him to see more clearly, but it prevents him from seeing the blind spots in his own thinking.
[ Rigorous Thinking ] is what this supplements.
It automatically checks for loopholes during logical deduction and automatically eliminates careless errors during calculation.
With these two talents combined, he can basically say goodbye to the regret of "I know how to do this problem but I made a careless mistake" when he tackles science competition problems in the future.
He then looked at the second reward.
[ Scratch Paper: Write the problem on Scratch Paper. It will automatically perform a one-time deduction of complex problems that do not exceed your current intelligence level, directly providing the optimal solution or key steps. Can only be used once.]
When Cheng Che saw the words "optimal solution," his heart skipped a beat.
"That strong?"
He read the instructions over and over again, and then discovered the limitation. "No more than a problem of current intellectual complexity."
In other words, his intelligence is 70, and the maximum number of problems this item can solve is also the maximum number of problems that someone with 70 intelligence can handle.
If he were to solve some world-class problem, such as Goldbach's Conjecture, then he definitely wouldn't be able to.
"I thought I'd become famous," he muttered, "But it turns out there are restrictions."
Despite his grumbling, he obediently put the items into his system space.
This thing is rarely used, but it might prove incredibly useful in a critical moment.
Just then, the phone rang; it was Jiang Xue.
"Hey, Mom, what were you busy with just now?"
The other end of the phone was noisy and chaotic, with a cacophony of voices. I could vaguely hear questions like, "How much is this postcard?" and "Do you still have any fridge magnets?"
"Did you get your driver's license?" Jiang Xue's voice squeezed through the gaps in the crowd.
"Got it."
"That's good." Jiang Xue lowered her voice. "We've had a lot of customers lately, all from watching your video. Some are locals, and some even came by high-speed rail from other places. It gets even busier on weekends; your dad and I are almost overwhelmed."
Cheng Che smiled upon hearing this, "Do you need my help?"
"No!" Jiang Xue's voice suddenly rose, "Don't you dare come over. Stay home quietly. If you stand in the shop, won't those people go crazy?"
"Okay, then I'll go home and stay there."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Che looked at the new task on the system panel.
[ Intelligence Trial - Phase Two: Cross-Disciplinary Brocade. Task Objective: Deeply integrate your major with any other subject area, produce demonstrable results, and gain recognition from professionals in that field.]
Cheng Che read it once, and then read it again.
" Cross-Disciplinary Brocade?"
He studied mathematics.
To achieve demonstrable results, it is essential to combine mathematics with other subjects and gain recognition from professionals.
This is much harder than solving an advanced math problem.
While there are standard answers to math olympiad problems, "cross-disciplinary integration" is itself an open-ended question.
"Never mind, we'll talk about it later."
He finished the task, stretched his ankles, and prepared to start the [ Interval Running Training Pack ] to run home.
He hasn't been focusing on learning to drive or taking the driving test these days.
Instead, they started training with the [ Net Grim Reaper Pack ] and the [ Interval Running Training Pack ] for running.
With this two-pronged approach, he made rapid progress.
With so many talents and items to rely on, it feels like the process will be much faster than using the tennis training pack for the first time.
He hadn't run two steps when a white car honked its horn from behind.
Cheng Che turned around and saw the face in the driver's seat smiling smugly at him.
Guo Xin.
He was driving a brand new white sedan with a Geely logo. The car was small and looked like a recently purchased vehicle.
Cheng Che walked over and glanced at him through the car window. "You took the money to buy a car?"
"Isn't it cool?" Guo Xin patted the steering wheel. " Geely Xingyuan, it cost over 60,000 yuan after all, it used up all the red envelopes I'd saved up!"
After winning first place in the cultural tourism video competition, he originally planned to divide the 500,000 yuan prize money equally among Guo Xin, Su Qingyue, Lin Xiao, and Zhou Mingxuan.
But the four of them were unwilling, especially Zhou Mingxuan, who said that the focus of the video was not the filming, and their materials were nothing special; the focus was on Cheng Che Himself.
In the end, the four people shared 40%, which was 50,000 each.
Guo Xin took 50,000 yuan, and with some of his previous savings, he made over 60,000 yuan and bought the car directly.
"Aren't you going to study in Capital City?" Cheng Che said, "Why buy a car?"
"I bought it for my dad." Guo Xin patted the steering wheel, a hint of pride in his voice. "It's a gift from my son to his parents. His old electric scooter was seven or eight years old, and the brakes were completely worn out."
"Your dad didn't object?"
"What are you objecting to?" Guo Xin grinned. "I just took matters into my own hands and drove the car back without asking permission."
Cheng Che paused for a moment, then touched his chin.
"Take me to the car dealership."
"Huh?" Guo Xin was stunned. "You want to buy a car?"
"Let my father act first and report later."