A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 34: One Certificate Forever (Please read and vote!)
Zhou Qing almost thought he had seen it wrong.

He looked it over carefully again, and after making sure it was correct, he typed as he walked out, "What are you asking about?"

Li Wanxiu made no secret of her purpose: "I see you like sports, so I wanted to give you a pair of sneakers to express my gratitude."

When did I start liking sports?

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows, knowing that the other party might have misunderstood him because he was running up the stairs in the middle of the night last night.

Speaking of which, although he was a child from the countryside, he has never been very active since he was a child.

"I appreciate your kindness, you're welcome."

Li Wanxiu: "I'm not being polite, I really want to express my gratitude."

Zhou Qing didn't type when he went down the stairs. When he reached the first floor and wanted to reply, another message came from the other side.

Li Wanxiu: "Then I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow night. You can't refuse this! (Smile)"

He was stunned and seriously suspected that the other party's original intention was to treat him to a meal.

After doing a good deed, Zhou Qing chose the latter between accepting a gift in return and having a meal.

"Okay, then I won't refuse."

I originally thought that after I accepted the invitation, the other party would end the conversation, but I didn't expect that Li Wanxiu would keep finding topics to chat with him.

After he finished his meal at a restaurant and was on his way back to his residence, she suddenly brought up what happened last night: "You don't look particularly strong, but you have amazing physical fitness. I vaguely remember you running up and down the stairs so many times last night."

Zhou Qing did a quick calculation in his mind: He ran twenty-six times last night. If he only counted the stairs he climbed, that would be twenty-six times six, which equals one hundred and fifty-six floors.

This data is not exaggerated. Many people who exercise by climbing stairs start with 100 flights of stairs.

But what’s exaggerated is that under the effect of the snake gallbladder, he ran the whole time last night, whether he was going up or down the stairs!

"Maybe it's because I've been in good health since I was a child. By the way, how much did you drink last night to get so drunk?"

Zhou Qing lied and deliberately changed the subject.

Li Wanxiu: "Actually, not much. I just drank three bottles of red wine with Sister Jiaojiao. Mainly because I can't drink much. (shy)"

Li Wanxiu: "By the way, please apologize to your girlfriend for me. I accidentally took advantage of you last night, but I really didn't mean to. (Chuckles) (Chuckles)"

Zhou Qing immediately felt that the other party actually wanted to ask him if he had a girlfriend.

He replied directly: "I don't have a girlfriend."

Li Wanxiu: “!”

Li Wanxiu: "No way, a handsome guy like you, how could you not have a girlfriend? Are all the girls nowadays blind?"

Zhou Qing couldn't help but smile.

This little sister speaks very nicely.

We chatted all the way home. He wanted to read a book, so he took the initiative to end the conversation: "Sorry, I have to work. I don't want to chat anymore. See you tomorrow night."

Li Wanxiu: "Okay, I'll send you the hotel address later. See you tomorrow night."

Zhou Qing sat down at the desk, put down his phone, and continued reading "Ball Lightning".

"I have to face it, because the atmospheric electricity major course will start after school starts."

"The professor who teaches atmospheric electricity is an associate professor named Zhang Bin. He's about fifty years old, neither tall nor short, and wears glasses that are neither thin nor thick. He speaks in a voice that's neither high nor low, and his lectures are neither good nor bad. In short, he's an average guy. The only thing that makes him stand out is a slight limp, but it's barely noticeable."

……

After reading a few thousand words, about half a chapter, Zhou Qingqing couldn't help but stop.

What Li Wanxiu had said before floated into his mind.

He went to the bathroom and stood in front of the small sink.

There is a mirror in the wooden frame above. The boy in the mirror has regular features. If you look closely, you can see that his eyes are bright and lively. Although his face is calm, his deep eyes make him look "energetic" and "dignified".

“Money is a man’s courage.”

"It is also said that 'a man of culture is naturally elegant'."

"Although I don't have much money now, and most of the books I read are novels, not poetry or classics, but I have a panel!"

Zhou Qingyou looked at his face and focused on observing the changes in his body.

He took off his shirt and touched his arms, ribs, stomach and other places, but felt that there was not much change.

"The appearance has hardly changed. The gallbladder of this Bosuqu snake is truly miraculous."

"In the novel The Return of the Condor Heroes, Yang Guo experienced the same thing after eating snake gall. His muscles and bones seemed to strengthen out of nowhere, and his strength increased out of nowhere."

"Novels are novels after all. Authors often only consider the development of the plot and ignore the details, but reality is different."

"My physique hasn't changed, so where does the increased endurance, strength, etc. come from?"

Zhou Qingxin was confused and immediately called out the panel.

Soon, feedback arrived: the extraction of the snake gallbladder from the Bosuqu snake was itself a simulation of the power of the panel materializing the fictional item. He had consumed the snake gallbladder, and his body had been strengthened. Essentially, this was a way of integrating the panel's power, which materialized the snake gallbladder, into himself! Thus, it also had the effect of "one proof, one proof forever."

"I see."

"So, what I used to strengthen my body seemed to be snake gall, but it was actually the power of the human panel."

"The panel's power comes from the transformation of the 'egg' after its collapse and annihilation. What an indescribable existence it is. This explains everything."

Zhou Qing put his shirt back on, looked at the panel, and focused on studying the "one certificate, permanent certificate". The more he studied, the happier he became.

"Before, I was thinking that physical fitness is like 'rowing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat'. Before I draw that kind of method to cultivate internal strength or become an immortal, in order to not waste the strengthening effect brought by the snake gall, I have to exercise regularly. But now with the 'once-a-certification, forever-a-certification' effect brought by the great power of the fusion panel, this is no longer necessary!"

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve up.

For people who don't like exercising, this is great news.

Go back to your desk and read with peace of mind.

Liu Cixin's literary talent may not be top-notch among writers, but the stories he writes are truly touching.

When Zhou Qing read his original work for the first time, he never thought that a science fiction story could be written so magnificently and movingly.

"According to Ding Yi, from the perspective of quantum mechanics, the process of human death is the process of changing from a strong observer to a weak observer and then to a non-observer. When I become a weak observer, the speed at which the rose's probability cloud collapses into a destructive state will be slower, and I will have a chance of seeing it.

When I reach the end of my life, when I open my eyes for the last time on my deathbed, all my intellect and memories disappear into the abyss of the past, and I return to the innocent feelings and dreams of my childhood, that is when the Quantum Rose smiles at me.

Zhou Qing put down his phone and sat there in a daze for a while, supporting his chin.

I don't know how many minutes passed before he stood up, walked quietly to the kitchen, poured a glass of boiled water, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then I just stood in the narrow kitchen, looking out the window.

Suddenly I discovered that someone in the building opposite was raising pigeons on the rooftop. There shouldn't be many, just two or three. White shadows were jumping in the cage on the roof, as if they wanted to fly out.

　and also.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)