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Chapter 2 Not Simple

"Ding! The famous school growth system function is loading..."

"The loading is complete, please check the host."

What happened in this moment made Chen Hao, as a scholar who obtained four Ph.D. degrees from MIT, a rare short-circuit in his life.

But after all, he was a top student who graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. After a few seconds, Chen Hao had already constructed several possibilities in his mind.

However, the emergence of this system made Chen Hao feel a little anxious and couldn't help but start exploring.

Thinking about it in my mind, a light screen suddenly appeared in the air in front of me, as if it was projected out of thin air, but I couldn't touch it with my hands at all, and the light screen disappeared again when my mind moved.

After trying several times, Chen Hao confirmed that it was controlled by his mind and began to understand the data on the light screen.

"Name: Chen Hao (host)
Age: 26
Skill: Empty

Inventory: Empty

Universities held: None”

Not much information is displayed, but it is generally understandable.

It's just that he was suspicious at the moment.

What is the small stone that looks like a meteorite that grandpa passed on to him from his father?
Why did the mutation suddenly appear in front of grandpa's tomb?
"Hello, what should I call you?" Chen Hao looked around while speaking.

"The host can call me the system directly." A voice without any emotion sounded.

This thing seems to be in his mind, and there is no sound from the outside world at all.

"System..." Chen Hao frowned slightly, he was still not used to calling him that.

"What is that stone? Why does all this happen? Can you explain to me?"

Facing Chen Hao's question, the system did not seem to be surprised. First, it reminded: "The host doesn't need to speak through his mouth, he can talk directly in his heart."

"Okay." Chen Hao was startled, his eyes gradually narrowed.

It seems that the degree of civilization of this system is far beyond his imagination.

interesting.

Then, the system slowly explained: "The stone that the host said is the carrier of this system, and the reason why all this happened is because of the entrustment of the previous host, Mr. Chen Qingxing."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Hao was extremely shocked!

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Hao calmed down and asked, "You mean, my grandfather used to have a system?"

"Yes."

Chen Hao was silent.

An untold truth unraveled in front of him.

His grandfather, Chen Qingxing, used to be a farmer who faced the loess and turned his back to the sky. Later, he wandered to Southeast Asia because of the war, and finally he went so far as to earn the title of "Southeast Asian Sugar King".

Many people think that the times create heroes. In the last century, danger and opportunity coexisted, and it is normal for many heroes to appear.

But no one thought that the real truth was here!
"Then my...why is it different from grandpa?" Chen Hao frowned. When the system was loaded, he clearly remembered the name displayed.

Famous school growth system...

This obviously shows that what Grandpa got is not the same system as what he has now!
"The system is not fixed. After each reload, it will be transformed into the final form according to the most urgent vision in the host's heart."

"I rely on!"

Even Chen Hao, who was admired by the scholars at MIT, couldn't help but change color at this moment.

He finally understands!

Before the system was loaded, he felt a little sad because of what he saw at Guanghua University, and a thought flashed through his mind.

That is to make Guanghua University, which grandfather left behind, bigger and stronger.

Even surpassing his alma mater, the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, is not a bad idea.

And this idea, maybe after leaving Guanghua University, it will fade away after a sleep.

But he really never expected that he would be pitted by this accidental idea!

Wouldn't it be better to have other visions? !

For example, he punched Teng Xun Ali, kicked Microsoft and Google, and became the boss of the world's largest technology giant.

Or come with a black technology system to make him the greatest scientist of this century, just in line with his idea of ​​returning to China this time to show his talents and serve the motherland.

When I think about my grandfather's family history, at first my grandfather seemed to be a worker in a Nanyang capitalist sugar factory.

The grandfather's thoughts at that time... Then think of the Southeast Asian sugar king who will become later.

It's all rounded up.

Chen Hao really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Absolutely, absolutely absolutely!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, you asked me to say hello, why couldn't you have a bold idea at that time!"

Sighing heavily, Chen Hao has accepted this fact, but he still has a question.

Looking at the mausoleum in front of him, Chen Hao was still a little puzzled, "System, why did the mutation appear in front of Grandpa's tomb?"

"Because this is the startup program specified by the previous generation of hosts, the carrier of the system must be brought to the tomb before it can take effect." The system explained.

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows.

It's so fresh, can you still do this? !
"Okay, I've accepted the reality." Chen Hao looked up to the sky at 45°, and he wanted to let out a long howl.

At this time, a flash of inspiration flashed, although he didn't read novels very much, after all, this thing was easy to delay time.

Besides, how can it be interesting to read a novel and write code!
But he still knew there was something called a novice gift bag.

It's different from the system he imagined, Chen Hao couldn't help but ask: "System, is there no novice gift package?"

The system replied: "Yes, but the host needs to hold a university."

"Have a university?" Chen Hao was taken aback.

"Ding, task release: hold all the shares of Guanghua University!"

"Task reward: follow-up function unlock, one novice gift pack, one random skill."

The rewards of this task are indeed rich, but the difficulty is not small.

"Do you want to get all the shares? That is indeed a bit of a hassle." Chen Hao's eyes are clear, although it will be a little tricky, but that's all.

Guanghua University is the hard work of grandfather. The word Guanghua is taken from the last word of the names of Chen Hao, Zeng's grandfather, Chen Ruguang, and Zeng's grandma, Zeng Xiuhua.

Guanghua University, he must get it back!

"Who are you? What do you do?"

Just as Chen Hao was about to leave, a middle-aged man in a short-sleeved white shirt walked over.

With a square black eye, the Mediterranean Sea above his head is a little dazzling in the sun.

Especially with a pair of wretched eyes, it doesn't look like a serious person at first glance.

"Our universities are open, can't I just walk in and have a look around?" After recovering from the system, Chen Hao looked at the greasy man with a calm expression.

"This is a private university, and the rules have to follow ours! Where are the security guards?" The greasy man seemed to notice Chen Hao's gaze, and was instantly a little unhappy.

After the greasy man roared for a while, two disheveled security guards drove over in a white school shuttle.

Before waiting for the two security guards to speak, the greasy man reprimanded and said: "How do you do things? The school pays you wages, not inviting you to play with your mobile phone! Hurry up and shoot me out?"

"Do it? You can try." Seeing the two security guards approaching, Chen Hao looked calm, and even laughed at the three of them.

This laughter made the three of them nervous.

Although Chen Hao's clothes are casual, they don't look cheap, and with a calm look, they give people a feeling of confidence.

"You... I don't care who you are, please leave our school."

The greasy man sternly threatened: "The chairman of our Guanghua University Foundation is a member of the Provincial Political Consultative Conference, so it's not your kid who can afford it!"

After speaking, he widened his eyes and added, "I can tell you, there is a police station nearby!"

"The police station, then what?" Chen Hao felt more interesting.

"What and then not then, believe it or not, I'll let you in the police station!"

Hearing the other party's words, Chen Hao laughed instead of being angry, "Huh, you are so amazing, what kind of leader are you in the school? You still have this right?"

"Director Zhao of the police station, but I just ate with me last night..."

The greasy man's nostrils turned to the sky. Halfway through his arrogance, he seemed to come back to his senses, "Hey, why am I telling you this, get out quickly, Xiao Hu Xiaozhuang, what are you doing?"

"Hey! Received!" The two security guards were shocked, this greasy man backstage is very big, not a security guard like them can provoke.

"You don't need to move, I'll go by myself." Chen Hao said leisurely.

But there was one thing he was curious about.

Chen Hao turned his head, looked at the greasy man, and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

"It's none of your business what my name is? Hurry up!" The greasy man's eyelids jumped, a little bit shocked by the other party's momentum, and he was a little flustered in his heart.

"I asked what your name was."

Chen Hao walked towards Zhang Jingyao slowly, almost every step he took, the pressure on Zhang Jingyao increased.

"My name is Zhang Jingyao!" When Chen Hao did this, Zhang Jingyao was a little impatient, even annoyed.

Where did these people come from!
"Zhang Jingyao, isn't it? The name is quite nice."

Chen Hao smiled at Zhang Jingyao and patted the other person's shoulder as if he were a friend.

Then, got on the shuttle bus, and smiled at the two security guards: "Come on, just take me to the snack street a little in front of the school gate."

Zhang Jingyao was the only one left in the place, looking at the shuttle bus, his unease became stronger.

A while ago, the reporter came to make trouble, and the school was in the news, of course it was negative news.

Recently, there was a conflict between the school and the students. Zhang Jingyao was afraid that Chen Hao was a reporter, but now I think about it carefully... I am afraid that the other party is even scarier than the reporter.

On the contrary, Chen Hao, who was sitting on the shuttle bus, felt the oncoming heat wave.

Can't help but sigh:

"Summer on Lu Island is still so hot."

ps: This chapter has been revised. It was written about the plastic king of Southeast Asia before, but now it has been changed to the sugar king. I hope all readers will know.

(End of this chapter)