[Urban + system flow + urban superpowers + pretending to be pigs and eating tigers + slow pace without nesting dolls + emphasis on details + emphasis on plot + foreshadowing + single female protagonist + imagination + cool writing + group portraits]
Introduction:
When others wake up, the first thing they do is to test how strong they are.
When I woke up, the first thing I did was to count how many steel coins I had left.
I was so poor that I couldn't even pay for my mother's medicine.
My system says: Your inventory, one trillion.
Me: Take some and help.
System: Access permission is not open.
There are only six units, six punches every sixteen minutes, and backfilling once is more difficult than reaching the sky.
My classmates said that I was the last loser in Xinghuo Class B, and that all the doors in the school were worth more than me.
Until that day, I used one punch to push half of the door open that the whole school could not open.
Teacher: You have a good talent.
Me: No, I just calculate things more clearly than you do.
——The rules of this world are that becoming stronger means violating the rules.
And I have already violated the rules.
My classmates all said that I had awakened my talent, but I was the only one who knew that the thing called fire that lit up in my body was not a superpower, but a ledger.
A quota of six punches, a sixteen-minute backfill, a trillion inventory, and a reference library stopped at seventy-four thousand years ago.
Later I realized: the reference library was not broken, it stopped at 74,000 years ago and did not dare to move forward.
Because if you take another step, you will turn to that page - my name is already on the list.
