Chapter 2: The Newcomer

Returning the phone, Zhou Hang whistled as he walked away, leaving the two young girls looking nervously at the contact list; they sighed twice upon discovering that Zhou Hang hadn't left his number.

They didn't mind that Zhou Hang was a fool; fools were actually easier to handle!

The System, however, was getting a bit anxious.

"Is this really the extent of your ambition?"

"Do you even hear yourself? A billionaire, and you call this 'the extent of my ambition'?" Zhou Hang spoke to the air. "I only have this much ambition, is there a problem?"

"Don't you wish for your life to be more magnificent?"

"Being hit by a truck on the sidewalk and transmigrating—my life is already magnificent enough."

"Come to think of it, I still want to ask you guys: when transmigrating, why must you always use a Dongfeng-brand truck to hit people?"

The System probably didn't expect to encounter such a difficult character.

Someone with a system, yet still obsessing over a few pennies—does he have no grand aspirations?

It wasn't that Zhou Hang lacked grand aspirations.

He had them when he was young, but they were worn away just a few years after graduation.

Dreams?

Ideals?

These two things are amazing; they can keep you poor for a lifetime!

Better to just be a wealthy salted fish!

"Isn't your dream to become a household-name NBA star?"

"If I'm rich, I can buy an NBA team and make the NBA stars work for me!"

"Don't you want to win glory for your country?"

"If I pick up a few more girls from different countries, that's also winning glory for my country!"

Damn you, you loser!

The System was so angry it wanted to curse; how could it have encountered such a shameless person!

"Don't you want to go back?"

Go back?

Zhou Hang stopped in his tracks, turned his head as if he could see the System's existence, and asked, "I can still go back?"

"Yes, as long as you can keep your popularity rising, you can go back—with money, and with abilities."

Hearing this, Zhou Hang found a spot and sat down.

He pondered for a few dozen seconds before asking, "Tell me what kind of bullshit functions you have."

He had struggled for quite a while, only to find that deep down, he still wanted to go back.

That world was his home, where his family and friends were.

Perhaps he could avoid thinking about it for a short time, but as time passed, he would inevitably miss the people and things there.

If he could earn a ton of money and gain a ton of abilities in this world, going back to show off wouldn't be bad either.

Thinking of his parents' stunned expressions, he felt his heart fill up, and the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than an AK.

"Just as you understand, you need to play yourself in this world, appear as a character, and then harvest popularity; popularity points equal the level of popularity of the character you are playing."

"Popularity points can unlock abilities and can also be used for lucky draws. With your IQ, this should be easy to understand, right?"

I understand, but Laozi feels like you're being passive-aggressive toward me.

Zhou Hang had already grasped the System's function and the method for obtaining popularity points.

But there was one more thing he needed to know.

"Which anime world is this?"

"Kuroko's Basketball."

Oh, this...

A group of basketball-obsessed lunatics with colorful hair flashed through Zhou Hang's mind instantly.

He loved watching sports anime—Captain Tsubasa, The Prince of Tennis, Touch, and so on; he had finished every single episode of those.

But if he had to name his favorites, it was definitely Slam Dunk and Kuroko's Basketball.

No other reason; simply because he had never played soccer, tennis, or baseball.

Only basketball—he had been playing it since elementary school, playing with friends.

In 2002, the NBA saw its first Chinese number-one draft pick, Yao Ming. This completely ignited the basketball passion in the country.

Countless young people rushed to the courts to play; back then, chatting about the NBA was the trend.

If you didn't chat, if you couldn't name a few stars, you were out.

It could be said that in the China of that time, even if you didn't watch games, you had to watch the sports news when you got home at night, otherwise you wouldn't be qualified to brag with your friends the next day.

Even though they were just little kids, they all bragged as if they were basketball experts!

He still remembered that back then, the Mop forum was full of big shots, unlike now, where it's full of little kids who don't understand the game.

So...

He was very familiar with the anime Kuroko's Basketball.

A fantasy story revolving around a young man with little basketball talent, teaming up with his good buddies to fight bosses.

There were only a few main characters: the protagonist's team, Seirin, and the Generation of Miracles, whose popularity remained high, even higher than the protagonist.

"What stage is it now? How old are Kuroko and the others?"

"The same age as you."

"How old am I?"

"You can look at your information; I've already prepared it for you."

Information?

An information bar suddenly appeared before Zhou Hang's eyes. He clicked in and saw his details recorded in full.

Tendo Keigen!

Gender: Male!

Age: 12!

Height: 1.74 meters, Weight: 55 kilograms!

Only 12 years old...

1.74 meters at 12 years old—this is not very Japanese!

Forget it.

"From today on, I'll be Tendo Keigen!"

Zhou Hang—well, he should be called Tendo Keigen now—spent the whole morning accepting this fact.

When he adjusted his emotions and appeared again, he was already wearing sunglasses identical to Gojo Satoru's.

Since he had to act, he naturally had to arrange an attractive persona for himself.

No need to think too much; the popular character Gojo Satoru could be used directly.

Handsome, arrogant, crazy, and deeply caring for those around him, especially his students, treating them as if they were his own children.

It's just that the persona collapsed a bit at the end of the manga, breaking the hearts of many fans and making them want to kill the author.

But that doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't collapse!

Of course, if he were to play Gojo Satoru, he was still missing the most important thing.

Absolute strength!

"There's startup capital, right?"

"What startup capital?"

"The newbie gift pack!" Tendo Keigen tilted his head, looking at the System's virtual image: a white short-tailed cat.

The System finally reacted and immediately chimed.

"Ding, newbie welfare gift pack has been issued!"

"One of the King of Curses Sukuna's techniques: Dismantle!"

Do you even hear what you're giving me?

Wearing Gojo Satoru's face, but giving me Sukuna's moves?

Do you really not know how Gojo Satoru died?