[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-786":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1652878,2118,"Chapter 786: 352 Xu Qing Is Going to Become a God!","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-786",786,"\u003Cp>Chapter 786: Chapter 352 Xu Qing Is Going to Become a God!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were only about forty or fifty messages on the message board, and besides Zhang Yan, Tang Song also saw a few familiar names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were mostly middle school classmates, and he couldn’t quite remember their faces anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, seeing some of the names could still trigger a few memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and Zhang Yan both went to middle school in the town, and they were desk mates from the first year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He often shared comic books, MP3s, and snacks with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were indeed quite good friends back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just like most school-time classmates, they slowly drifted apart and eventually lost touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now seeing this middle school desk mate had been leaving messages for him on QQ Space for all these years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was quite emotional for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never expected there would be someone who had been keeping him in mind for so many years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a silent sigh, Tang Song put his phone aside and pulled out a cardboard box from under the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out a thick photo album from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It contained some photos he had collected from childhood to adulthood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them were from middle and high school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later on, everyone got their own phones, and you could easily take high-definition photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After searching for a moment, he found Zhang Yan’s photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, he used his classmate Zhang Lei’s Nokia to take the photo, and it carried the unique atmosphere of that era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low resolution, mediocre quality, lots of noise, narrow dynamic range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet there was an inexplicable warmth to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the photo, Zhang Yan had a standard student haircut, with short hair not reaching her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the camera pointed at her, she straightened her body, cheeks flushed, eyes timid, yet her hand on the table secretly gestured a “yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some hazy memories from the past seemed to flood back, leaving Tang Song in a daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan was actually quite pretty, just a bit clumsy, not good at studies, dressed poorly, and with her very quiet and reserved nature, she didn’t have many friends in class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered how she was doing now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knowledge of Zhang Yan stopped at the end of middle school exams, not knowing her phone number or what university she attended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the kind of friend washed away by time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head, Tang Song continued flipping through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, familiar faces appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like his middle school classmate, good friend Zhang Lei, who was considered the “wealthy kid” in the class back then, with a father in business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He often borrowed Zhang Lei’s PSP to play “Monster Hunter,” “Naruto.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his school days, he didn’t really lack friends who he could talk to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, back then, everyone was quite simple, without any complicated thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that pure age, colorful personalities clashed and blended in school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Solving problems together, playing games together, talking about anime together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a third of the way into the album, it was almost entirely filled with Liu Qingning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were ID photos, selfie stickers, candid shots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pouting in anger, smiling like a flower, school uniforms, bikes, high ponytails…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the start of high school to university, it covered Tang Song’s entire youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories surged back like a tide, and the bits and pieces of the past appeared in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and Liu Qingning knew each other from elementary school, though they weren’t very close at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Liu Qingning looked like a porcelain doll, adorable, and coincidentally, she was exceptionally good at studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mind you, their village school’s resources were extremely scarce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even so, Liu Qingning had won awards in math competitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t a “native” of the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her family lived in a town community because her father worked at a mine there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, due to her father’s job transfer, the family moved to the county town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Liu Qingning attended middle school in the county town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They reconnected at Jing County First High School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High school memories stood out particularly vividly and clearly because of her presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After looking through the high school photos, Tang Song gently closed his eyes, feeling a pang of melancholy and loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without realizing it, he was almost 26, and these were stories from ten years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something seemed to come to mind as Tang Song opened the system interface and entered [Warehouse] to check the details of an item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Memory Feather*1]: A splendid feather containing a peculiar memory dreamscape, automatically triggering when encountering a familiar scene and a change in mentality, helping you retrieve those memory fragments hidden in dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This return home, he had one important goal, which was to attempt to trigger the [Memory Feather] item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In 2016, during the second half of his senior year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, under the promise of his first love to “peak meet,” he had started working hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giving up other entertainment activities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moving between the classroom, dormitory, and his old home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without triggering anything in his own home, he needed to go to Jing County First High School next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game’s storyline started in 2016, and as the game came to reality, everything had turned real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His first contact with Secretary Jin in reality was on April Fool’s Day 2016.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That “memory fragment hidden in a dream” should contain the origin of this story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was filled with both anticipation and fear of the unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in the chair, he spaced out for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding dong—” His phone screen lit up, snapping him out of his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song exhaled and picked up his phone to take a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His application to join a group had been approved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group was named [Qingqing Can’t Get Enough Fan Group], with only over 300 members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was past 9 PM now, and being the weekend, the group was quite lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The members were discussing plots here and there, and some were joking around with inappropriate comments.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-06-06T12:09:31.699Z",1,"novelbin.me","dacd9748c0032f4c124dbb6fbe0c3039a4613d27c030b8b893909af3cdc1e6c1","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-787","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-785",1887,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcharm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]