Chapter 336: Campus Scholar System (8)

"Niannian! Niannian, what's wrong?"

Jiang Nainai's anxious and worried voice came from beside her ear.

Jiang Yinian struggled to open his eyes, enduring the pain of his body being numbed by electricity to soothe her: "Grandma, I'm fine."

"How are you fine? Your clothes are soaked through with cold sweat."

Seeing her grandson's face deathly pale, his whole body curled into a ball on the floor, and his freshly changed dry pajamas soaked through with cold sweat, Jiang Nainai was terrified; she couldn't lift him, and she panicked:

"Niannian, don't be afraid. Grandma will go find your Wu Ayi to help call an ambulance."

"No need, Grandma, I'm fine." Jiang Yinian used all his strength to hold onto Jiang Nainai, his weak voice sounding as if it came from another dimension, "It will be... it will be over soon."

It was the first time Jiang Nainai had seen her grandson so weak, and her eyes instantly turned red: "It must be that you're too tired! Riding so far every night to tutor others, running back and forth like this—even an iron man couldn't take it."

As she spoke, she wanted to help her grandson to the bed to rest.

But she was small and thin, and because of heart failure, she would usually be panting and feel chest tightness after walking a few quick steps; how could she possibly support a 188cm tall, 75kg adolescent boy?

Fortunately, at this moment, the electric shock punishment that had lasted for 45 seconds ended, and Jiang Yinian instantly felt like he had come back to life.

All the uncomfortable symptoms receded as quickly as the tide, leaving no aftereffects.

If not for the pajamas on his body being soaked through with cold sweat, he might even have suspected that the scene just now was merely an illusion.

Is this the miraculous nature of a Star Interstellar Product from a high-dimensional civilization?

"Niannian? Niannian, are you really okay?" Jiang Nainai looked at him with deep concern, "How about I still let your Wu Ayi help call an ambulance? Grandma will go to the hospital with you to get checked out. Don't worry, Grandma still has some money."

Jiang Yinian came back to his senses and shook his head: "Grandma, I'm fine now."

"Are you really fine?"

Jiang Nainai touched his forehead and saw that his lips had regained their color; he was indeed much better than before, but she was still worried.

Her eldest son had passed away early, leaving behind this one lone seedling; if something were to happen to him, how could she face her eldest son and her old man when she went to the underworld?

"I'm really fine." Jiang Yinian stood up and hopped in place to show her.

Jiang Nainai was frightened: "Alright, alright, you just broke out in a cold sweat, your body is weak, don't jump around. It's fine as long as you're okay, then go get some rest early. If you can't finish your homework, tell your teacher tomorrow."

Fearing that her grandson would have another incident like tonight, Jiang Nainai worriedly advised:

"Listen to Grandma, don't take any more tutoring jobs later on. Grandma has been sewing handbags with your Wu Ayi recently, and I can earn twenty or thirty a day, which is enough for the two of us to buy groceries and cover expenses. As for your college tuition, I asked the community, and they said that since your grades are so good, they will definitely reward you with a scholarship. If that really doesn't work, Grandma will go ask your uncle to borrow some."

It was unclear which sentence caused Jiang Yinian's expression to shift slightly; he gripped Jiang Nainai's hand tighter and said with a strained throat: "Grandma, you don't need to worry about the money; I've already prepared it."

【Host, you just need to do the Task!】

The Scholar System popped up at the right time to brainwash him:

【Doing Tasks has many benefits; not only will you not have to suffer electric shock punishment, but there is also an unlimited Financial Aid reward...】

Jiang Yinian sneered: Didn't I grind them before? It was you who tampered with the Task content.

【Uh... but, I am a Scholar System meant for underachievers to make a comeback. According to backend data feedback, the speed at which you grind Tasks far exceeds the level of an underachiever, and the original main plot content is no longer suitable for you...】

Jiang Yinian raised an eyebrow: Then why did you bind to me? Shouldn't you have bound to an underachiever directly to help him/her make a comeback? Didn't you do a background check and screening before binding? Could it be that you bound to me because of a work error? Does that mean I'm the victim here?

The Scholar System was asked five questions in a row and almost crashed again.

It stuttered for a few seconds: 【Host, how about this? I will help you adjust the reward amount; the Ultimate Financial Aid will be increased from 10 million to 20 million, and the daily Tasks will also be doubled...】

Sob sob!

This was already the greatest sincerity it could offer!

Jiang Yinian was silent for a few seconds and agreed.

In fact, even if the Scholar System hadn't proactively offered to double the Financial Aid, he had intended to take on Tasks tomorrow.

He didn't want to experience an electric shock punishment like tonight a second time.

Not to mention that he couldn't handle the near-death state of nearly a minute every day, just the thought of Grandma seeing it and worrying, thinking he had some terminal illness, was enough.

Seeing that he was finally willing to grind Tasks, the Scholar System breathed a sigh of relief.

Why are the current Hosts getting harder and harder to manage?

I heard from other Systems before that human Hosts are so worshipful of interstellar systems, doing whatever they are told, so obedient—why is it that when it falls to me, they are so difficult to deal with? Being a System is truly hard! Ying ying ying!

The Main System, who was silently peeping at the screen: 【...】

This generation of Sub-systems is indeed not very bright.

When they are all returned to the factory for maintenance, I must convince the Master Brain to upgrade and modify them.

Especially the IQ parameters; they must be improved, improved, and improved again!

Too stupid!

It's no wonder the Host complains; even I can't bear to watch anymore!

As for the Sub-system temporarily doubling the Financial Aid, I'd better not tell my own Host, lest she finds an opportunity to lecture me about being less wealthy than a Sub-system and then takes the chance to fleece me.

My little treasury has been a bit in the red lately and can't afford to be fleeced by the Host.

Over there, Xie Yang waited all day, but couldn't wait for her deskmate to come find her to grind a Task.

She couldn't help but wonder: Jiang Yinian doesn't look like someone who procrastinates, so why is he so dawdling about grinding a Task?

Could it be that he's too embarrassed?

How about she proactively offer an olive branch tomorrow? Ask him a question or something?

Xie Yang crammed biology for the whole night, regained a bit of the Scholar feeling, and went to sleep satisfied.

The next morning, perhaps her biological clock hadn't adjusted yet, and she only woke up when three or four alarms went off simultaneously.

With no time for breakfast, Xie Yang grabbed the sandwich, apple pie, and a glass bottle of yogurt that Yun Sao had packed in her lunchbox and hurriedly got into the car.

When she was one intersection away from the school gate, she encountered a red light. When Xie Yang turned her head to look out the window, she caught a glimpse of a figure, and suddenly, her brows furrowed.

"Song Shu, I'll get off right here."

"It's about to turn green, don't you need me to take you to the school gate?"

"No need, it's just a few steps, I'll just walk over."

Xie Yang carried the lunch box out of the car and walked a few steps toward the school gate, until Song Shu's car drove past the traffic light and quickly ducked into an alleyway on the right.

"Cousin, long time no see! I heard you've been tutoring those rich academic underachievers every day lately, you must have made quite a bit, right? Give some to your little brother to spend."

A group led by Jiang Diwu, all students at the Fifth Vocational High School who were at the bottom of their class and spent their days either skipping school to go online or getting into fights, forced Jiang Yinian to stop while he was riding his bike to school, and cornered him into the alley.

He was the son of Jiang Yinian's uncle.

He probably heard his parents complaining at home, saying that if it weren't for Jiang Nainai stopping them from selling the eldest son's house back then to borrow money for their lake-view high-rise, they would be enjoying demolition compensation benefits now.

His family had become demolition residents, and he was a second-generation demolition heir; would he ever have to worry about food or clothing in this life?

Just because his grandmother favored the eldest son and the eldest grandson, it caused his family to miss the opportunity to get rich from demolition.

Jiang Diwu transferred this resentment onto Jiang Yinian, often leading a group of buddies who were good at fighting to corner Jiang Yinian and demand money.

Fifty today, one hundred tomorrow; his appetite was getting bigger and bigger.

If Jiang Yinian didn't give it, a dozen or so people would surround him and beat him up.

If he wasn't afraid of making his grandmother so angry she'd end up in the hospital, he could go home and tell on them!

Today was the same; that stubborn Jiang Yinian didn't even give him a glance, let alone money.

Jiang Diwu was so angry he waved his hand: "Brothers! Get him! Once we get the money, everyone gets a bottle of 81!"

A group of vocational high school students with hair dyed like an overturned paint bucket surrounded Jiang Yinian, laughing and jeering as they started beating him.

"Hey! Desk-mate! Need some help?"

Jiang Yinian, who was being beaten by the group, took a moment to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up to see Xie Yang walking toward him against the light.