Chapter 61 A Mature System Should Complete Tasks on Its Own

Task completed: Reward 200 yuan in cash.

Task completed: Reward 300 yuan in cash.

Task completed: Reward 200 yuan in cash.

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"I love you, system!"

Looking at the three thousand yuan he had earned by studying hard during the summer vacation, Song Han couldn't help but raise his head and let out a long howl!

Slap~!

"Tell me!! Where did this money come from?"

The cheerful howl stopped abruptly.

Song Han looked blankly at his grandparents who burst into the room. Before he could figure out what was going on, he received a slap.

"You're young but not learning well. You've even learned to steal money!"

His grandmother on the side said;

"No, old man. We don't have that much money at home."

Grandpa snatched the money from Song Han's hand. After pondering for a while, he affirmed;

"Then you must have stolen it from someone else's house. Tell me! Whose did you steal? You're young but not learning well. You've learned to steal money?"

Song Han looked wronged;

"Is it possible that I earned it..."

"You earned it? Do you think I'm as easy to deceive as a ten-year-old child like you!"

Before he knew it, Song Han's two elder brothers also rushed in, each holding a straight long stick.

Under the scrutinizing gazes of everyone, Song Han's mind, which had become a bit dull from reading, began to spin rapidly.

"Actually, these... these... are the royalties I earned from writing stories."

Taking out the registered letters he had hidden, Song Han stood there nervously.

'Since the system said that its source of funds has a legitimate channel, then I should be able to use this channel too, right?'

Grandpa took the letters handed over by Song Han with a serious expression. After carefully reading them for a long time, he gave them to Grandma.

Grandma handed them to Song Han's eldest brother without even looking at them.

Song Han's eldest brother looked blankly at the letters in his hand.

Slap!!

"What are you standing there for? Don't you know that your grandma and I can't read?"

After receiving a slap, Song Han's eldest brother reluctantly put down the "sword" in his hand. After reading carefully for a long time, he exclaimed in surprise as if he was getting to know his younger brother anew;

"These are really royalties!"

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"His father! I'm telling you, the third child has promising prospects..."

"His aunt! I'm telling you, the third child of your eldest brother's family has promising prospects..."

"His uncle..."

"Come on, Hanhan. Your father wants to talk to you!"

By the time the phone was passed to Song Han, half an hour had passed.

At the village grocery store at the entrance of the village, Song Han took the phone in a daze. He turned his head to look at the villagers who had come to join in the fun after hearing the news. Gradually, he felt a bit complacent amidst the sounds of conversation and praise.

"Son, you have promising prospects. You really bring honor to your father!

Tell your father what you want. After your final exams, your father will buy it for you from Binhai!"

Song Han thought for a while and asked;

"Is a computer okay?"

"A computer?"

There came a faint conversation from the other end of the phone.

"What is a computer?"

"That's high technology. I heard it costs tens of thousands of yuan."

Slap! Beep beep beep...

"Hello? Hello?"

That summer, amidst the praises and teases of being a child prodigy, Song Han truly felt the power of the God of Learning System.

However, all the praises stopped abruptly with the release of the system's new task.

"Task: Blend in with the crowd.

The unexpectedly exposed royalties have made the villagers in Songjiaba think that you are a real God of Learning. This kind of recognition may greatly change the original historical process and attract unknown investigations!

You need an opportunity to let them know that you are just a low-key fifth-grade primary school student.

Task: All test scores in the fifth grade must be below the average line.

Time limit: 6 months!

All test papers must be answered carefully, and no questions should be left blank. The writing on the paper should be neat and the writing style should be clear.

Reward: One-on-one Essence Version of the Adolescent Physical Development Promotion Plan

ps: Young man, do you want to become stronger?

Remarks: Currently, the speed at which the host's family's existing funds are obtained has reached the median level of the national household annual income in 2002. This year, the system will no longer provide cash rewards and will instead issue physical rewards and knowledge rewards.

"I refuse!"

Song Han's response was extremely firm.

The praises from the whole family and all the teachers in the school made Song Han a bit reluctant. He wanted to become a real God of Learning in the eyes of everyone!

"If the task is not completed or refused, the system will reduce the host's IQ by 10 percentage points and lock the host in a dark room for 24 hours."

"Don't think I don't know. After you lock me in the dark room, you will complete the task yourself!

You are already a mature system. You should learn to complete tasks on your own. Just give me the rewards. Why do you still want me to do the tasks?"

"Young man! Do you want to become stupid?"

Song Han:...

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"Haha! The child prodigy with thirty points! The child prodigy with thirty points!"

"The tenth from the bottom in the class!"

Amidst the mocking voices, Song Han looked at the cheerful little heads of his classmates around him, full of regret on his face.

"I was careless. I actually underestimated the class average score line and also underestimated their strength!"

"Song Han, do you want to play slingshot with us?

Let's have a competition to see who shoots more accurately!"

Free from the halo of a child prodigy, the little friends who originally didn't dare to play with Song Han now had the courage to extend an invitation.

"Compete with me?"

The classmate said stubbornly;

"What? Are you, the child prodigy, afraid?"

Song Han had no expression on his face. He reached out and rummaged through his schoolbag, taking out a cowhide slingshot. The anti-slip rope wrapped around the wooden handle of the slingshot showed the slingshot owner's love for this slingshot.

Casually picking up a small stone from the ground, Song Han's eyes instantly focused;

Slap...

With a crisp sound, it startled a group of sparrows.

Song Han put away the slingshot and stood with his hands behind his back. On the poplar tree in the distance, a sparrow fell straight from the treetop.

"You are the one who is afraid!"

Ignoring the stunned classmate beside him, Song Han walked towards home with his head held high.

Before he reached home, from a distance, he saw a group of people with big and small bags on the main road in front of his house, which made Song Han's steps hesitate.

"His father, look! Your child prodigy is back!"

His grandfather on the side quickly walked over and took Song Han's hand, feeling extremely proud.

Being able to raise the child of his eldest son into a well-known child prodigy in the village, everyone who saw him would praise him.

"Your parents knew that you were going to have a winter vacation, so they specially came back from Binhai in advance.

Hurry up! Show your final exam papers to your father."

Song Han's voice was a bit hesitant;

"Papers?"

"Yes! Let your parents see your grades!"

"The papers haven't been distributed yet..."

"Silly boy, what are you being shy about? Chenghai from your second aunt's family has already received his papers. How could you not have received yours since you're in the same class?"

Saying this, Grandpa rummaged through Song Han's schoolbag and took out the test papers that Song Han had deliberately pressed at the bottom.

"Look, this is your third child's final exam paper. I, as a grandfather, haven't treated your three children badly, have I?"

Song Han's parents on the side didn't rush to take the papers. Instead, they smiled and said;

"Dad! In the past few years since Guilin and I went out to work, it's all thanks to you and Mom for taking care of their three brothers. You've worked hard!"

"Hey! What are you talking about?"

Grandpa waved his hand and said;

"As a father, I have to worry about you all my life. As long as the children are well-raised, it's better than anything else."

Song Han's father smiled and agreed. Just as he was about to take the papers, Song Han stepped forward and hugged him.

"Dad, I miss you so much! Let's go home quickly!"

"What's the hurry! Don't you see that I'm still chatting with your uncle?"

"Dad!"

Song Han stopped his father's hand again;

"You've worked hard. Let me carry the bags for you!"

Saying this, Song Han picked up the fashionable striped woven bag on the ground and ran back quickly, leaving only Song Han's father with his hands holding the papers, shaking constantly;

"His mother!"

"Hmm?"

"Where's my genuine leather belt?"

"Where did you get a genuine leather belt? Haven't you always been using a rope belt?"

A one-on-one beating made Song Han rub his buttocks and not dare to sit. He gritted his teeth and flipped through the science textbooks for the third year of senior high school in his hand, as if he wanted to tear the book apart with his eyes.

"Damn Chenghai! It's you again!"

'Strange, why did I say "again"?'