Reborn, I Can Predict the Future and Excel at School

If I were reborn without a system, I honestly wouldn't know how to make money. All I know is to buy cryptocurrency and wait for it to appreciate; I don't do anything else.

It's well-written, but a bit too cautious. And while self-discipline is important, you can't be a monk; you still have to do your job. Otherwise, you're wasting your precious kidneys—are you just going to leave them to become kidney stones?

At this rate, we'll be on Mars by chapter 100.

The entire book is filled with the idea of ​​getting something for nothing.

The more I watch, the more toxic it becomes; I can't stand it anymore. All the capitalists in America are idiots, and you're the only smart one in the whole world.

The protagonist is too slick and mercenary; he doesn't fit my image of a top student. 😳

This book gave me a sense of déjà vu, like those stories in ancient novels where impoverished scholars are seduced by fox spirits, snake spirits, and the like.

Contradictory, pretentious, and overthinking everything. With such a great system at hand, why not study it properly? And then there's Zhou Tao, writing something disgusting? Is he really only 30? If you, the author, aren't over 30, please write about someone younger. No one in their 30s has this readily available opportunity and still acts so contradictory.

I really can't stand it anymore. The beginning was alright, but it gets more and more outrageous as you write it. A 30 million order, and then you just mindlessly send it over after payment... And the woman keeps talking about hundreds of billions...

The first few chapters were alright, but the pacing really quickened after that, it became unbearable to read. Dude, why don't you rewrite it? Slow down the pace, fix the obvious flaws, or who knows what chapter 200 will even look like at this rate.