Making Money Just By Breathing

Helplessly watching the [Habit Cultivation Device] shining in the store, seemingly within reach but actually out of grasp, that kind of frustration diluted the joy of having the system by half.

30,000 Yuan isn’t a big deal; Wang Yanguang could earn that on his own in 11 days. But now, he only has 8 hours left to get it.

Wang Yanguang was really at a loss.

His mother has around 100,000 Yuan in savings, but there’s no good reason for him to borrow, and even if there was, there wouldn’t be time to get it since she doesn’t have online banking.

As for the other classmates, only He Meng and Gu Jiashu could easily produce 30,000 Yuan, but Wang Yanguang isn’t close to them. With Wang Yanguang’s pride, he can’t bring himself to ask, he can’t lower his head.

After some contemplation, Wang Yanguang had no choice but to shut down the system and stop thinking about it.

It shouldn’t be ours. Let’s wait for the next item…

I need to find something else to do to ease my mind.

Wang Yanguang tilted his head and decided to check out air conditioners on Taobao again.

The weather in the central region this year has been abnormal. Almost no snow in winter, and now, for nearly a week, there’s been scorching heat of 35 degrees, heading towards 40 degrees. His parents are hesitant to buy an air conditioner because they are reluctant to spend the money. Wang Yanguang thought, before going to college, he should get them one; otherwise, it would be too uncomfortable to sleep at night.

Later, when he has more money, he can buy them a house and provide a home, then consider spending money on more extravagant things. Otherwise, he would feel guilty.

But finding an excuse isn’t easy…

Thinking about explaining where the money came from to his parents, Wang Yanguang felt a headache, thinking it’s even more tormenting than the college entrance exam.

Just as he was worrying, the neighbor’s door next door suddenly made a rattling noise. Soon, a young man in his twenties passed by the courtyard wall, Wang Yanguang’s neighbor, Wang Yunxi.

“Brother Xi, why did you come back so early today?” Wang Yanguang politely greeted.

“Hey, little Yanguang, why aren’t you out having fun today?”

“With today’s temperature, who wants to go out?” Wang Yanguang complained.

“Right, this weather is really damn hot!”

Wang Yunxi nodded and grinned, taking off his white shirt and wringing it out. Sweat poured down.

“Little Yanguang, wait a moment for me.”

Wang Yunxi quickly jumped into the room, took out half a watermelon from the refrigerator, inserted two spoons into it, climbed over the wall, and placed it on the table in front of Wang Yanguang.

“Come, have some watermelon!”

Wang Yanguang didn’t hesitate, picked up a spoon, and dug into a big piece.

Wang Yunxi isn’t a stranger; he’s a relative from the Wang family who has just completed the mourning period for his deceased family member. In terms of seniority, he should even be addressed as “Uncle.” However, after living in the city for a long time, people tend to be less formal. Wang Yunxi still calls Wang Yanguang’s father “Third Uncle,” but he and Wang Yanguang keep it casual.

Taking a couple of bites of the sweet and refreshing watermelon, the summer heat in Wang Yanguang’s body disappeared, making him feel extremely comfortable.

[Ding! You have tasted the delicious watermelon, triggering a mysterious reward]

[You have gained a skill and opened your personal panel]

Damn!

I’ve never bought a lottery ticket in my life. Turns out, I’m this lucky?

It’s really too surprising, so much so that Wang Yanguang can’t believe it.

Quickly opening the personal panel, a 3D miniature Wang Yanguang appears on the new interface.

[Host: Wang Yanguang]

[Base Attributes: Strength 64, Constitution 63, Agility 68, Intelligence 65]

[Skill: Gourmet Perception]

Gourmet Perception is a particularly interesting skill.