As the gift package opened, three rays of light merged into Aris's sea of consciousness.
A strange sense of blessing rose from deep within his mind.
He could clearly feel that his brain seemed to be transformed by some mysterious force.
In his previous life, Aris had been considered a top student. Otherwise, he would never have been able to graduate from Peking University and Tsinghua University with excellent academic results.
But now, the difference was obvious.
His thoughts had become incredibly clear, and his mental perception had surpassed that of ordinary people by a wide margin. Whenever a single thought appeared in his mind, countless related ideas would instantly branch out.
This level of talent was probably something even the most outstanding academic geniuses from Peking University or Tsinghua University could not possess.
It had to be said—
The system's abilities were truly terrifying.
And the rewards from the gift package were not finished yet.
After the three talents fused with his consciousness, the entire gift package transformed into a golden roulette wheel, shining brightly while maintaining a simple yet elegant appearance.
At that moment, the mysterious mechanical voice sounded again.
[Extracting magical talent for the host.]
[Excellent magical talent will serve as the foundation for the host to establish himself in the magical world.]
[Good luck.]
The golden roulette wheel floated quietly before Aris's eyes, radiating an unfathomable aura.
Aris took a deep breath and examined it carefully.
The roulette wheel was enormous.
It was divided into five major sections marked by different colors:
White.Green.Blue.Purple.Gold.
The white area occupied the largest portion—nearly one-third of the wheel.
Next came green, then blue, followed by purple.
The golden section, however, was extremely small—barely one percent of the entire wheel.
A bad feeling suddenly arose in Aris's heart.
In an era where gacha games were extremely popular, anyone could immediately understand what this kind of roulette design represented.
The white section was obviously the worst talent.
The gold section was undoubtedly the best.
What annoyed him was the absurdly tiny size of the golden section.
A one percent chance of obtaining the golden talent in a single draw.
Even for someone blessed with incredible luck, that would still be difficult.
And for someone like him—
A person unlucky enough to get hit by a car while simply walking down the street—
The result was almost predictable.
Could it be that I started with the loser template?
Before Aris could think further, the ancient golden roulette wheel had already begun to spin.
At first, it rotated slowly.
Then faster.
And faster.
Soon it spun so quickly that it left behind countless afterimages.
At this moment, Aris could only see lights of various colors flashing rapidly across the wheel, forming a vortex that looked like a magical storm.
"One percent probability…"
"Unless the sun rises from the west."
Aris smiled bitterly, not holding much hope.
Still, having magical talent was better than having none at all.
Even if he received the worst talent, he was confident he could still achieve extraordinary things.
After all, he had been a top student in his previous life. Now, with the three powerful learning talents granted by the system, his confidence was even greater.
Besides, he was certain that the Scholar System could not possibly be so simple.
Aris remained calm and waited quietly.
This talent draw would determine his future.
Anyone in this situation would feel nervous.
Even Aris understood the gravity of the moment.
In his understanding of the magical world, talent determined almost everything.
Those famous figures who had shaped history were all individuals blessed with extraordinary magical talent.
People with mediocre talent rarely achieved greatness.
Even descendants of the Sacred Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Families often declined if their talent was lacking.
Just look at those ancient wizarding families that had gradually faded from prominence.
Whether it was the first Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald, the second Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, or even Albus Dumbledore, their influence over entire eras ultimately came from one thing—
Overwhelming personal power.
The law of the jungle was even more evident in the magical world than in ordinary society.
Aris understood this very clearly.
As his thoughts continued to flow, the roulette wheel slowly began to decelerate.
The pointer moved from the white area, into the green area, then into the blue area, gradually approaching a stopping point.
One circle.
Two circles.
After three more rotations, the wheel slowed down to an almost snail-like pace.
Even Aris grew serious.
Finally, the pointer drifted toward the purple area, as if it might stop at any moment.
Aris silently calculated the probabilities in his mind while staring intently at the slowing pointer.
"Just as I expected…"
He sighed softly.
Although the pointer was moving extremely slowly, it still passed firmly through the golden section.
And then—
Without any surprise—
It stopped in the white section.
Strangely, Aris felt calm instead of disappointed.
He understood one thing very clearly.
As long as the Scholar System remained with him, he still had the capital to change his destiny.
So what if he was unlucky?
Money could not change fate.
But the mysterious metaphysical power of bad luck could still rival even the abnormal existence of a system.
Just as Aris prepared to accept his fate, the system's voice suddenly sounded again.
[Since this is the host's first roulette spin, the draw can be repeated infinitely until a satisfactory talent template is obtained.]
[There are no unlucky people in the world of scholars—only destined probabilities.]
[Please enjoy the experience.]
The sudden reversal left Aris stunned.
Then he almost burst out laughing.
Wonderful.
It turned out that only the system could defeat the mysterious metaphysical power of bad luck.
This system was incredible.
Probability determines everything.
This strange sense of security felt unbelievably satisfying.
Such benefits were simply too friendly for unlucky people.
So…
If he wanted the golden talent, how many draws would it take?
Aris quickly calculated the probability in his mind and calmly spun the roulette wheel again.
The magical vortex appeared once more.
Second draw… Blue Talent. Pass.
Third draw… White Talent. Pass.
Fourth draw… Purple Talent. Pass.
Even though purple was good, why settle for that when he could redraw infinitely?
Naturally, he aimed for gold.
After that—
Dozens of draws passed.
Not a single golden result appeared.
The mysterious power of bad luck was still incredibly strong.
Fortunately, the system allowed unlimited retries.
Again.
And again.
Aris remained calm the entire time.
There was no anxiety in his heart.
Finally—
More than ten minutes later—
A brilliant golden light suddenly burst from the roulette wheel.
Golden Legend!!!
The dazzling glow reflected in Aris's eyes as the roulette pointer finally stopped.
It landed perfectly in the tiny golden section.
The long-awaited moment had arrived.
Success.
Aris allowed himself a small smile.
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Golden Talent Template.]
As the system's voice echoed, the reward appeared before Aris.
[Talent Template: Merlin…]