Chapter 3 Tan Qi

Now, let's officially introduce Tan Qi.

His name was Tan Qi. His profession was mental illness.

[High Dimensional Setting and Modification System] host.

To be exact, it was a quasi-host.

Tan  didn't expect that there would be so many things happening in the system.

Instead of staying in his body, he started to improve his quality ten years earlier.

It was obvious that the system on the Internet would give rewards as soon as they are online.

According to the System, because its dimension was too high, He couldn't bear its boarding without a qualified ordinary person.

So, on a rainy night ten years ago, the moment the System began to transform his body.

Tan  becomes crazy.

Don't laugh.

This was actually very understandable.

Anyone had the power, speed, hearing, vision, sense of smell, memory, and other qualities that surpassed the limits of the human body.

He would surely go crazy.

The most fatal ones were memory and computing power.

Imagine this scene.

You watch video on  your phone, go out, take the elevator, go downstairs, buy breakfast, take the elevator, go upstairs and go home.

Then, he recalled what had just happened.

What was the short video on?

What was being said in the comments?

How many people were there in the elevator?

What did they look like?

All of this information had entered your brain, but as long as it was a normal person, they would all be forgotten.

It was normal.

In order to protect you, the brain will subconsciously forget those unimportant information.

This way, humans wouldn't have their brains burned by countless miscellaneous information.

But Tan  couldn't.

From the moment the System appeared, Tan Qi had seen, heard, and listen everything.

He would be forced to memorize it.

And he would never forget it.

It wasn't over yet.

His ability to calculate beyond human limits would instantly analyze all the information he sensed.

For example, he could smell a speck of dust.

He would instantly analyze what this was.

Lime, wood shavings, mustard.

It had been lying on the ground for so long.

Someone stepped on it.

Did the other party get angry?

This information would bring out new information.

Endless.

At that time, Tan Qi, who was only eight years old, went crazy without any surprise as he accepted the information.

It was him when he was eight years old.

If it was anyone else, it wouldn't just be crazy.

His brain would be filled with massive amounts of information, and it would go down, turning the person vegetable, or even die on the spot.

However, Tan Qi's physical fitness was also improved beyond his limits.

His brain could actually withstand this information.

However, he was still too young.

So, Tan  was just crazy.

In the past ten years, he had been passive and unconscious in receiving information and handling it.

There was a theory called the Six Degrees Separation Principle.

It meant that through five people at most, you could know anyone in this world.Regardless of country, identity, color.

For Tan Qi, anything visible to the naked eye had such a condition.

It had developed to this day.

Judging the entire experience of this person the day before.

Just based on drop ashes on a person's shoulder.

What did he eat, what did he do, and who did he meet?

During this long process of madness, he would sometimes spread the information he received uncontrollably.

And made those poor roommates crazy.

He could not be blamed. He was unconscious.

If there were no accidents, he would have been muddled all the time.

It was only a year ago that Tan Qi came into contact with his phone. He learned to surf the Internet.

There was simply too much information on the Internet.

First, he was addicted to the entertainment activities.

Hand games, short videos, clips, youtube, headlines...

A month later, he soon felt bored and unconsciously accepted the knowledge.

Thanks to the highly developed Internet, those courses that this Society charged for high tuition fees could be taught free of charge on any platform.

Mathematics, politics, history, foreign languages, programming, information technology...

In such a study, his logic gradually became clearer.

Thinking began to show order.

In the past nine years, the brain, which had been ravaged by countless information, began to rebuild.

First was the foundation, then the stairs, and then the tens of thousands of tall buildings.

It was far more powerful than human memory and computing power. He had learned all the skills that he thought were useful in today's society.

By the way, it helped him restart his personality.

When Tan Qi woke up, he even thought that he had transmigrated.

He was still lamenting that he was going too far.

Unrivaled memory and computing power, super strength and reaction speed, as well as all kinds of skills learned the day after tomorrow.

Later, he realized that he didn't have any memories from before he 'transmigrated'. All his memories were from Tan Qi's body.

Only then did he slowly clear his thoughts.

He was Tan Qi.

A mental illness patient .

Although he didn't think so, his thoughts were different from ordinary people's.

It was a mental illness.

After he restarted his personality, the system's mission slowly appeared, as if it was going to be the final test for him.

This included telling the nurses who were watching him some information.

However, it was still the first time of system had said that to help others reverse their fate.

"Fate?" Tan Qi looked at Lei Yun outside the window and muttered," The person who changed the fate of your entire family is coming soon."

...

"Young Master Liu, this is Arlington City's third, uh, hospital."

The one who spoke was a muscular man with a large waist. He was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses. He looked like a bodyguard.

"What's there to avoid? Isn't it just a mental hospital? I'm not really crazy!"

The man called Young Master Liu came down from the back of the luxury car and grinned.

"I'll stay here for a while and hide from the limelight. Can't we just go back and live a good life?"

"You said that Old Head Liu, he's still my family. He thinks he's just trying to be tough with me."

"I didn't expect that he couldn't help but fight. He's the only one who's right with me. I don't know if I'm a god...or maybe  protected by gods!"

Young Master Liu's tone was arrogant and confident.

The sunglasses man hurriedly nodded.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled with a ghost in their hearts.