Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 126 - 125 Whenever I think about... then...

Li Zheng stared blankly at his Academic Fortune Value.

His whole being was poised and ready.

No wonder I study the way of magic.

If I don’t have enough luck, then I’ll plunder... then I’ll learn from others’ thought processes, get inspiration, and defy fate.

Brilliant.

However, this Academic Fortune seems to be a rare thing no matter how one looks at it.

In my Lake Ying Fishery Gang, I, Li Zheng, must be the child of luck.

Wait a moment...

Ring, ring, ring—

As the class bell rang, Li Zheng turned to look at Lin Yujing.

The latter, who had been snoozing, stretched lazily at her desk upon hearing the bell.

She had no idea that she was being targeted by such a person.

As she was packing her bag, Li Zheng had already approached her.

"Suddenly, I really want to discuss studying." Li Zheng rested his hands on her desk, his expression serious, "Do you have any thoughts or methods? Let’s exchange some ideas."

Lin Yujing was greatly startled and scared into sweeping everything on the desk into her bag and running away with it.

Li Zheng was left alone, disheartened.

It seems that Academic Fortune, whether one tries to snatch it... or force learning, won’t work either.

No choice then, I’ll just have to slowly research it.

Afterward, Lin Yujing, too scared to play basketball, went home, and Xu Mengxi, seeing that Lin Yujing wasn’t playing, also went back home.

Left on the basketball court were just a group of men.

And one Qiao Bixia.

It’s unclear whether her addiction is strong, or if she has other motives.

...

Later, when Li Zheng got home, he didn’t think much about Academic Fortune but instead took the time to complete several chemistry experiment textbooks provided by Yu Hong in forty minutes.

Compared to previous theories, these experimental materials were pitifully sparse, most of them compiled internally by universities. Although Li Zheng could understand them, without a practical environment, all he could do was rote memorization.

Even though he was now a level 30 Study Demon, with a guaranteed 104 hours of Vitality and the support of a Chemistry Frenzy BUFF,

Once trapped in the pitfall of memorization, time passed like water.

And the results were very minimal, the score only improved by 3 points.

At six-thirty in the evening, when he closed his book, although he had memorized a lot of content, he was filled with confusion and had itchy hands.

Like the "recrystallization process".

[1. Dissolve the substance to be recrystallized in a suitable solvent to create a supersaturated solution.]

[2. If the substance to be recrystallized contains colored impurities, add activated carbon and boil for decolorization.]

...

This damn memorization is really too difficult.

And even if I remember it, what then?

Such learning is very foolish, just like someone who has never been in a kitchen memorizing recipes—

[1. Wash and slice the beef, then mix well with starch, refined salt, cooking wine, and dark soy sauce.]

[2. Wash and chop the bok choy and green garlic into sections.]

...

What next? Then I can make boiled beef?

How to slice it, how much starch to add, what is dark soy sauce?

Just like that, even if I memorize the entire process of the ingredients, it doesn’t mean I’m now a chef.

You must spend time in the kitchen, gradually mastering skills like knife handling and stirring.

Once you get the basics, becoming a chef, then when you look at a recipe, you nearly don’t need to memorize it—you can cook by feeling and make it more or less correctly.

And Li Zheng is now someone who doesn’t even know how to light the fire but is hard memorizing recipes, putting in a hundred times the effort for one percent of the result, regardless of what fantastic recipes he’s given, in the end, he’s guaranteed to create a mess.

Thinking of messes,

He thought of the Cobalt God.

This awesome person began to handle the pot and fry messes at six.

Isn’t he precisely a God Chef who first practiced in the kitchen and then studied recipes backward?

Now, with his theory and practice combined, his culinary skills must be terrifyingly incomprehensible.

He could probably blow up a public toilet with just a spoonful of chemicals.

"Conducting experiments with such a person is like watching a master chef at work; just observing, you’re sure to learn something."

Thinking of this, Li Zheng grew more and more eager.

Just as Li Zheng was opening his phone to look up the Cobalt God, Old Li suddenly called, saying he wanted to celebrate the chemistry provincial first place, and no matter what Li Zheng said, he insisted on taking his son out for a big meal.

Li Zheng had no choice but to postpone getting close to the Cobalt God and walked to the Xiang Siqing Restaurant that Old Li had chosen.

Just from the name "Xiang Siqing."

Li Zheng had a feeling it wasn’t good news.

It was supposed to be a celebration of my, Li Zheng’s, brave achievement as second overall in the city.

Yet the location was Old Li’s favorite Xiang cuisine restaurant.

Was this a celebration for me or a feast for your cravings?

Li Zheng’s guess was soon confirmed.

He entered the restaurant and as he sat down at the table, a plate of Old Li’s favorite double pepper fish head was already served.

Followed by fried tofu, stinky tofu, beef noodles, and so forth...

Not one was among Li Zheng’s favorites.

All of them were spicy, and surely the next day’s toilet visit wouldn’t be pleasant.

Li Zheng numbly took his seat, and just had to pick the least painful dish, the beef noodles.

Li Yi, however, chewed on the stinky tofu with a red-face and gesticulated with his chopsticks, "Eat, there’s plenty of fish head, why be polite with your dad?"

Li Zheng had a word in mind…

But he didn’t say it.

It wasn’t easy for Old Li to find the time, money, and appetite to enjoy his favorite dish.

He endured it.

Li Zheng then picked up some rice noodles and said, "If you’re craving it, just say it, don’t use my name to allocate funds for eating out from Ning’er."

"Funds? Am I short of money?" Li Yi suddenly chuckled, leaned in and asked, "Hey, you’re eighteen already, right?"

"No," Li Zheng became upset, "You don’t even know how old I am, what kind of father are you!"

"Sorry, too busy, too busy..." Li Yi glanced inadvertently at a waitress in a long cheongsam, "Son, want to try some beer?"

"No."

"Huh? Starting with spirits right away?"

"Shut up."

"Then I’ll have a bottle, don’t tell your mom, okay?" Li Yi asked cautiously.

"Whatever." Li Zheng waved his hand, "Since you’re happy."

Delighted, Li Yi immediately raised his arm and ordered a bottle of wine.

This meal completely turned into a celebration for Li Yi.

Once the beer was served and the cap opened, Li Yi had just taken a sip when his phone suddenly rang— it was a video call from Ning’er.

A woman’s intuition is truly terrifying.

Li Yi, flustered, quickly hid the beer bottle under the table.

He wiped his face a few times before accepting the call.

"Hi." Li Yi waved innocently at the camera.

Ning’er’s voice came through the phone, stern yet playful, "Where are you munching? You seem so happy."

"Hey, the kid placed in the competition, just celebrating," Li Yi promptly handed the phone to Li Zheng, "Share the good news with your mom."

"Good evening." Li Zheng took the phone, greeting half-heartedly.

In the camera, a chuckling old mother appeared, wearing glasses as thick as Old Li’s, her untidy short hair, and dressed in plain clothes, devoid of any jewelry from head to toe.

Seeing her eldest son, she immediately teased, "Your hair looks like stirred noodles, academics not going well, huh?"

"Heh, your hair could use a cut too," Li Zheng replied with a smile.

From the scene, it seemed Ning’er was waiting at an airport, surrounded by some colleagues.

However, seeing his long-unseen mother, Li Zheng suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

Even though Ning’er’s skin care was excellent, and her voice quite sweet,

the mottled gray hair and wrinkles betrayed her age.

Observing his mother’s slightly tired look, Li Zheng couldn’t help feeling a twinge in his nose and looked away, chiding, "You don’t sleep well."

"You have the nerve to say!" An Ning got even more agitated, "Who again was banging doors and ordering courier?"

"Umm… That was then, this is now," Li Zheng hastily bowed his head and slurped his noodles, "The Xiangnan beef noodles are pretty good..."