As the gift pack opened, three rays of light merged into Aris's mind. A strange feeling of sudden inspiration welled up from deep within him, and he could clearly sense that his brain had been transformed by some mysterious force.
In his previous life, Aris had already been considered an academic genius during his school years. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to graduate from Tsinghua and Peking University with outstanding results.
But now, he could feel even more clearly that his thoughts had become sharper, his mind far more agile than that of ordinary people. The moment an idea appeared in his head, countless related thoughts would instantly branch out from it.
Even among the top prodigies of Tsinghua and Peking University, this kind of monstrous talent was probably impossible.
The system's power was truly terrifying.
And that was not the end of the gift pack's rewards.
After the three talents fully merged, the entire gift pack transformed into an ancient-looking wheel radiating golden light.
Then, the mysterious voice sounded once more.
[The host will now draw a magical talent. Outstanding magical talent will be the foundation for the host to establish himself in the magical world. Good luck...]
The golden wheel floated silently before Aris, flickering with unfathomable power.
He took a deep breath and looked at it carefully.
The wheel was huge, divided into five large sections: white, green, blue, purple, and gold. The white section was the largest, occupying nearly one-third of the entire wheel, followed by green, then blue...
As for the smallest golden section, it was barely one percent of the entire wheel.
A bad feeling instantly rose in Aris's heart.
In an era where gacha games ruled supreme, he did not even need to think to know what this kind of wheel design meant.
The white section was definitely the worst talent, while gold was naturally the best.
What made him feel especially bitter was just how tiny that golden section was!
A one percent chance.
Trying to pull a golden talent in one shot, even a chosen lucky king would find that difficult.
As for someone as unlucky as him, the kind of person who could get hit by a car just by walking down the street, the result was obvious.
Could it be that he had started with the classic trash-tier protagonist template?
Before Aris could think further, the ancient golden wheel had already begun to spin slowly.
Then it picked up speed, faster and faster, until it blurred into afterimages.
At that moment, Aris could only see flashes of different colors across the wheel, forming a magical vortex like a storm of light.
"A one percent chance? Unless the sun rises in the west!"
Aris let out a self-mocking laugh, not holding much hope at all.
Still, having magical talent was better than having none.
Even if it was the worst possible talent, he was confident he could bring out strength far beyond ordinary people. As a top student, especially now that he possessed the three heaven-defying learning talents granted by the system, he had complete confidence in himself.
Besides, he was certain that this Academic Genius System was far from simple.
Aris kept a clear head and waited silently.
This talent draw concerned his future fate. Anyone in his position would have felt uneasy, and he understood very well how important it was.
In the magical world as he remembered it, talent decided everything. Every famous great figure had possessed exceptional magical talent, dazzling brilliance, and a legendary name.
For someone with ordinary talent to rise against the odds, even with the wealthy background of one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight families, it would still be incredibly difficult. That much was obvious from how even those ancient wizarding families had already begun to decline.
Whether it was Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord, or Voldemort, the second Dark Lord, or even Albus Dumbledore, in the end, all of them had relied on their own overwhelming power to stir up the winds of an entire era.
The law of the jungle in the magical world was even more brutally obvious than in normal society.
Aris understood all of this very clearly.
As his thoughts turned, the speed of the wheel before him began to slow down. The pointer gradually moved from the white section into the green section, then the blue section, showing signs of coming to a stop.
One circle, two circles...
After another three turns, the wheel had become almost turtle-slow.
Even Aris's expression turned more serious.
At last, the pointer slowly moved toward the purple section, as if it would stop there in the very next second.
Aris silently calculated in his heart, his eyes fixed on the pointer that was about to stop.
"As expected... I'm done for."
He let out a quiet sigh.
Although the turtle-slow pointer was moving very slowly, it still firmly passed over the golden section, and then...
It stopped in the white section.
Exactly as expected.
Aris's heart instead calmed down.
In truth, he understood very clearly.
As long as the Academic Genius System remained, he still had the capital to defy fate itself.
As for being cursed with bad luck, what else could he do?
If spending money could not change fate, then this kind of mystical bad luck was practically as absurd as the system itself.
Just as he thought he could only accept this miserable destiny, the system's voice suddenly rang out again in his mind.
[Since this is the host's first activation of the wheel, this draw may be repeated infinitely until you obtain a talent template that satisfies you. In the world of an academic genius, there are no unlucky failures, only destined probabilities. Wishing you a pleasant experience!]
The sudden reversal made Aris freeze for a moment, and then he nearly burst out laughing.
Very good.
As expected, only a system could defeat the mysterious forces of bad luck!
Now this was a proper Academic Genius System.
Probability decided everything.
This alternative form of guaranteed pity was simply too satisfying.
This kind of benefit was unbelievably friendly for someone unlucky like him.
So then, how many repeats would it take to draw a golden talent?
Aris calculated the probability in his mind and calmly spun the wheel again.
The magical vortex appeared once more.
Second draw... blue talent. Pass!
Third draw... white talent again. Pass!
Fourth draw... not bad, a purple one, but still pass.
What a joke. If he could repeat infinitely, then why settle for anything less than a golden talent?
After that, dozens of draws followed, and not a single gold appeared.
The power of mysterious bad luck was still strong.
Fortunately, the system's first draw could be reset endlessly.
Again and again...
Aris remained calm the entire time, without the slightest trace of impatience.
Finally, after more than ten minutes, a ray of golden light burst from the wheel.
A golden legend!!!
The dazzling glow reflected in Aris's eyes as the pointer came to a stop, landing firmly within that tiny golden section.
The thrilling moment had arrived.
At last, he had done it!
A hint of joy rose in Aris's heart.
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained a golden talent template.]
As the system's voice rang out, the reward appeared before Aris.
[Talent Template: Merlin...]
(End of Chapter)
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