Chapter 1: A Beginner's Guide to Cosmic Chemistry

Zhao Ping has always been a child full of imagination.

Last night he had a dream in which he had an indescribable experience with a girl named University. After she got off him, while adjusting her belt, she said to him, "Youth remains; you get lost!" At that moment, Zhao Ping suddenly realized that it wasn't him who went to university, but rather the university that came to

As a top-tier underachiever in product design at Southwest University of Science and Technology, Zhao Ping's four years in college were not entirely fruitless. At least on his journey through the game "Honor of Kings," he achieved remarkable success and outstanding accomplishments, with his eternal diamond rank in the third tier.

As the day of departure gradually approaches, Zhao Ping is racing against time. Before leaving school, he vows to seize the title of strongest champion, determined to leave behind an everlasting legend at Southwest University of Science and Technology!

Boys' dormitory, Building 13, Room 402.

"Fatty, hold onto the front!"

"Brother Xiong, keep an eye out for the ambush on the left. Hit him!"

"Ah Bin and Xiao Hu, hurry up and push the tower!"

Zhao Ping sat upright on a metal bunk bed by the window, his stern face exuding an air of severity. His narrow, elongated eyes, hidden behind black-framed glasses, glimmered with a chilling coldness. With lightning speed, he typed on his beloved iPhone 5, issuing

After eight hours of intense battle, this is the final and most crucial round. As long as he wins this round, he will achieve legendary status, so there can be absolutely no room for error.

"Hu ha! Little Anzi is powerful!"

After Zhao Ping controlled the situation and killed three enemies in a row, he once again wiped out the opposing team. Squad 402 pushed down another turbine. Originally, a heavyset man weighing over a ton was sitting excitedly on the upper bunk above Zhao Ping, and he let out a loud roar.

Taken aback, Zhao Ping shouted angrily, "Cao Zheng, you bastard, take it easy!" If the bed collapses, I won't let you go, even as a ghost!"

The chubby guy chuckled sheepishly, falling silent as his attention remained focused on the screen of his 7 Plus, controlling Xu Huang as he charged forward in the game. After this battle, he, Cao Zheng, would undoubtedly become the man standing before the strongest king of Southwest University, without a doubt

The 402nd squad's years of hard training were perfectly showcased in this game, with all sorts of unbelievable teamwork that had the enemies crying out in despair. Victory was almost within reach, but just then, Zhao Ping's phone suddenly glitched!

"No way... Come on, brother, you have to hold on! Just 5 minutes

Zhao Ping had completely forgotten that just yesterday he told his roommate that he would replace his phone as soon as he found a job. At this moment, he spoke earnestly, and in his heart, he had already prayed to all the gods and Buddhas. Unfortunately, countless painful experiences had proven that

As expected, a flicker of a remnant quickly flashed on the screen a few times, and this device, which had gone through six owners and cost him $400 to buy the iPhone 5, finally came to an end after its bittersweet journey.

"I..."

Suddenly, Zhao Ping felt an overwhelming rage surge from his abdomen to his heart, his expression fierce as he prepared to unleash a curse that could shake the heavens and make ghosts weep. However, just as the word 'I' escaped his lips, he collapsed like a dying smartphone, his eyes dark.

"Ding! The system has detected high energy levels."

[Component Analysis: Anger, Concentration: 100%...]

"Assessment level: Timeless and extraordinary."

[Scanning host: Carbon-based life form, meets binding standards, starting binding...]

"Potential dream goals for the player have been detected, and we are beginning to formulate the best data—helping the host become the greatest designer."

"The data has been optimized into a master-level system... "Please wait, then select the reward package randomly."

"Ding! You have received a reward: 'Basic Chemistry Skills Book of the Universe'."

After Zhao Ping slowly woke up, he didn't pay much attention to this strange dream. He always found the bizarre in life abundant, just like this time. Realizing that he might have dozed off for a while, he quickly got up and fished his phone out.

June 21, 8:16 a.m.

Seeing the time and date displayed on his phone screen, Zhao Ping suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "What the heck? I actually slept for a whole day and night."

There was no time to inquire about the outcome of that battle; Zhao Ping knew in his heart that after losing his wine-sword immortality, he was left with only four weak roommates who would be trampled on. He now has more important things to do, which relate to his bread and butter; it's obvious which is more important.

In fact, when he initially submitted his resume to the cloud design company, he had no hope at all. He couldn't even remember when he had sent the resume, especially with so many advanced technologies available now, and there's something called mass mailing.

Zhao Ping never expected that Yun Chuang, one of the top product design companies in Chongqing and even the whole country, would actually send him an interview invitation!

Although he did study product design, the design program at Southwest University of Science and Technology has always been considered subpar, and he is fully aware of the true weight of that pale and powerless resume.

This matter is shrouded in mystery. Zhao Ping, who prides himself on his high IQ, explains that if it weren't for the recruiter accidentally making a mistake, then it must be that his grandmother, who has been reciting scriptures for 24 years, finally moved the Buddha.

There will be no third possibility.

So he must seize this hard-won opportunity; otherwise, wouldn't he be letting down the Buddha, uh, no... his grandmother's heartfelt efforts?

The interview is at 10 AM. Zhao Ping took out the suit he had prepared for a long time but had never had the chance to wear, put it on, and hurriedly rushed to the Yuanchuang Building in the city center.

Sitting in the taxi, Zhao Ping always felt that something was off about himself. He flipped down the sun visor on the passenger seat and kept glancing at the mirror, which prompted a middle-aged driver, who had been through it all, to remind him: "Hey, kid, is this your

Alright! Misunderstood by others, but Zhao Ping couldn't be bothered to explain. He just nodded awkwardly and continued to hold the makeup mirror, looking left and right, as if flowers had bloomed on his face.

Suddenly, a soft, yet not blinding, blue light appeared out of nowhere before him. Zhao Ping was startled and quickly grabbed the driver's arm, exclaiming in a panic, "Quick, look! What on earth is this?"

The middle-aged driver looked bewildered after glancing at him a couple of times, appearing somewhat helpless as he sighed, "Young man, don't be too nervous; it's just a blind date. Look at you; you've worked yourself up into a frenzy. This way, you won't find a girlfriend."

"You can't find a girlfriend, and neither can your whole family!"

This statement is undoubtedly too brutal for someone who has guarded their purity for 23 years and only sold their chastity to Zhao Ping, who has hands like claws, which is why they retaliated without mercy.

He then ignored the driver, who wore a face full of disbelief, and carefully observed the scene before him that overturned the scientific values he had nurtured for many years under the red flag—this supernatural phenomenon.

The blue light before me has transformed into a simple interface resembling a computer window, with four large three-dimensional characters at the top flickering in a gradient—Master Craftsman System.