Chapter 3

The System probably never expected to encounter such a difficult character.

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

It wasn't that Zhou Hang lacked grand aspirations.

He had them when he was young, but they were ground down within a few years of graduating.

Dreams?

Ideals?

These two things are so impressive that 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 bring glory to your country?"

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

Damn you, you little punk!

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 realize 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 went on, he would inevitably miss the people and things there.

If he could earn a fortune and gain great 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 it, you need to play yourself in this world, appearing as a character to harvest popularity; your popularity value equals the popularity of the role you are playing."

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

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

Zhou Hang already understood the System's functions and the method for obtaining popularity.

But there was one more thing he needed to know.

"Which anime world is this?"

"Kuroko's Basketball."

Oh, this one...

Zhou Hang's brain instantly flashed with a group of basketball-obsessed maniacs with colorful hair.

He loved watching sports anime—Captain Tsubasa, The Prince of Tennis, Touch, etc. —he had watched every single episode of them.

But if he had to name his favorites, it would definitely be 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 his friends.

In 2002, the first Chinese number one draft pick, Yao Ming, appeared in the NBA. 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 about it and 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 the 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.

They were clearly just little kids, yet each one bragged as if they were a basketball expert!

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 Kuroko's Basketball series.

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 Seirin team from the protagonist's group, and the Generation of Miracles, whose popularity remained high—even higher than the protagonist himself.

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

"The same age as you."

"How old am I?"

"You can check your information; I have already prepared it for you."

Information?

Zhou Hang suddenly saw an information bar in front of him. He clicked in and saw his details recorded in full.

Tiandao Jingyan!

Gender: Male!

Age: 12 years old!

Height: 1.74 meters, weight: 55 kilograms!

Only 12 years old...

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

Never mind.

"From today on, I'll be Tiandao Jingyan!"

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

When he adjusted his emotions and appeared again, he was already wearing the same sunglasses as Satoru Gojo.

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

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

Handsome, arrogant, crazy, yet deeply caring for those around him, especially his students, treating them like his own children.

It's just that the character design fell apart a bit at the end of the manga, which broke many fans' hearts, making them want to take down the author.

But that doesn't matter; as long as he doesn't fall apart!

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

Absolute power!

"Is there any starting capital?"

"What starting capital?"

"The newbie gift pack!" Tiandao Jingyan 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 Cursed King Sukuna's techniques: Dismantle!"

Do you even hear what you're giving me?

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

Do you really not know how Satoru Gojo died?