The system Zhang Sen got was: predict the next five minutes.
Foretell the future? What's the use?
System: Zhang Sen, what do you think you can do if you can predict the next ten minutes, twenty minutes, or even an hour?
Zhang Sen: Well, do something more elegant.
System: No pollution is allowed, otherwise the ability will be degraded.
Zhang Sen: Ah. . Then I get it. . Anticipate whether the old lady will fall when she crosses the road. If so, help her over in advance. . . . . .
System: This is a good young man with a pure heart, what else? Having said so much, have you not thought about anything else, such as using this super power to make money? . If you make money, what are you going to do?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
