Host: Mo Jingchun
Age: 18
Points: 0 (for redeeming chances to participate in the lottery)
Lucky draw chances: 0 times
System warehouse: None
Task: 1. Achieve the National Scholarship this semester, task completion reward: 100 points.
Looking at the task bar of the system panel in his mind, there was only one solitary task, and to complete this task, he would at least have to wait until next year! After all, the selection and distribution period for the National Scholarship is fixed.
"System, don't you have any other tasks? And how do I trigger system tasks?"
"I'm telling you, you often not releasing tasks has seriously affected my motivation. I'm someone who works hard and endures hardship, can't I get a few more tasks?"
In the real world, Mo Jingchun, with his eyes closed, frowned slightly, a bit displeased on his face.
Wanting to experience the joy of the lottery, but unless you speak up, the system acts like it's disconnected from the world.
"I don't know."
"Don't know? System, are you teasing me? You're actually saying you don't know how to trigger system tasks? Aren't system tasks issued by you? I don't have many demands, tasks like scoring a hundred on exams, give me ten or eight, and I'd be satisfied."
"This system really doesn't know."
"Hehe."
Mo Jingchun was amused by the system. If it doesn't want him to milk it, just say it, no need for big lies like "don't know", who are you fooling.
"This system really isn't lying to you, it truly doesn't know."
"How's that possible? Are you saying you have a server-side?" At this thought, Mo Jingchun's scalp tingled, but quickly he realized, even if there is a server-side, so what? What difference does it make to him? Probably none, so why worry about it.
After all, barefooted don't fear those with shoes. As for what exactly the system is, it's all the same to him as long as it can bring benefits to him and his sister.
The system, annoyed by Mo Jingchun's questions, stayed silent for a while before explaining: "It's not as complicated as you think, there's no server-side and client-side division, at least in this system's understanding, this system is the only one in this world."
"And I really don't know the conditions for triggering system tasks. While tasks are issued by this system, they are also not issued by this system."
Mo Jingchun looked confused, "What are you talking about? I don't get it. One moment you say tasks are issued by you, the next you say they are not."
"You can understand it as, tasks are issued by the system, and "I" am forwarding the system tasks."
"The existence of "I" is equivalent to what you humans understand as artificial intelligence, while the issuing of tasks is the underlying logical code. In reality, the composition of the system is far more complex than you think."
Intelligence, logical code.
"One is the manifestation, one is the rule?" Mo Jingchun opened his eyes, looking at the light streaming into the bedroom through the curtains, and muttered to himself.
"Forget it, why think so much, as long as the system can bring me benefits."
Figuring it out, Mo Jingchun shook his head with a faint smile, glanced at his sister Candy lying next to him, closed his eyes and soon drifted into dreamland.
Early the next morning, Mo Jingchun was woken up by his phone alarm. Candy on the side kicked the quilt and then didn't move again.
Starting today, the real classes begin!
There are two classes in the morning and also two in the afternoon. It sounds like not many, but in fact, two classes is the whole morning, it's the whole afternoon.
The high school teacher said university courses are few, and that wasn't wrong at all, but the teacher also didn't tell this group of students that one class here is much stronger than six classes.
Indeed, no matter where you go, it's all about the twists and turns.
Whenever looking at his phone, Mo Jingchun has a habit of opening QQ and WeChat to see if there's any unviewed messages.
WeChat～ Alright, the red number 5 on the small icon, Mo Jingchun thought there were 5 unread messages, but when he opened it, it was WeChat sports and news.
Give you guys a week, even without me attending classes, you've already learned so much.
After opening QQ, Mo Jingchun found that indeed someone sent him a message, and it was from the temporary class monitor Yang Xiaoyu.
"Everyone's new books were distributed yesterday. The boys said you're not staying in the dorm, so your books were brought back to me."
"Remember to bring a backpack when you come to class in the morning, I'll bring all your books to the classroom for you."
After reading the message, Mo Jingchun replied immediately.
"Okay, thank you, monitor, sorry for the trouble."
Although Yang Xiaoyu was temporarily chosen by the counselor Na based on their military training performance, Mo Jingchun knew that unless something unexpected happened, Yang Xiaoyu would be his class monitor for the next four years of university.
After getting dressed, Mo Jingchun heard a beep from his phone. Turning back, he saw the screen lit up with a QQ message.
"You're welcome."
After breakfast, Mo Jingchun carried his backpack, held a tote bag, and with his sleepy-eyed sister in his arms, went out the door. It's the first class, got to be a bit more enthusiastic.
In the girls' dormitory, many girls not only had textbooks in their backpacks but also brought other things.
"Yah, Lanlan, you're planning to bring strawberries to the classroom too? Let me have a taste first."
"Shoo shoo shoo." Deng Lanlan slapped her roommate's hand away and said with a grin: "These are my specially bought props to coax the baby, I don't even want to eat them myself."
"Besides, if I didn't see wrong, you also have some in your backpack, eh-hem."
"I... don't have any."
"Heh~"
"Ugh, stop talking, if we don't go now, we won't get good seats."
This batch of software engineering majors is considered a big class, with as many as 45 people in one class. Sadly, there are only 15 girls, the remaining 30 are all a bunch of guys.
Just upon reaching the classroom, Mo Jingchun noticed there were a lot more people than 45 in the classroom, and more importantly, he found many weren't from their class. If he hadn't seen a few familiar faces from the same class, he would've thought he walked into the wrong room.
"Mo Jingchun, over here!" Sitting in the first row inside the classroom, Yang Xiaoyu waved at Mo Jingchun, asking him to come over.
Seeing the monitor waving, Mo Jingchun carried his sister over.
"There, these are your books."
"Thanks, monitor."
Yang Xiaoyu quickly waved his hand, "No need to thank, no need."
"Why don't you organize them and put them in your backpack? I'll hold your sister for you."
"This..."
"Come on, what's there to hesitate about." Yang Xiaoyu didn't care whether Mo Jingchun agreed or not, and directly took action.
Once the books were packed into the backpack, Mo Jingchun stood beside the table, scratching his head, and said: "Um, I'm all set."
"You're done? If you're done, go find a seat at the back. Oh, by the way, don't go to the right side, those aren't our class. Because this programming design class is the same for several classes, so we're all attending together."
Mo Jingchun hesitated, he really wanted to say, I know those on the right side aren't from our class, I just wanted to ask if I could have my sister back....