I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 50 My friend, I never kill women and children.

The exam is over, so there's no need to waste Royal Might to upgrade skills.

Chen Zhou looked at the pitifully low literary attribute and couldn't help but stroke his chin in thought.

Should we upgrade our attributes?
The effects of skill enhancement are obvious.

But besides gaining effects, are there any other uses for attribute upgrades?

After searching through the system, Chen Zhou understood another function of the attribute:

The imperial prestige required to upgrade skills is determined.

In short, the higher the corresponding attribute, the less Imperial Might is required to upgrade the same skill.

Chen Zhou nodded, understanding dawning on him:
"It seems that improving attributes is the key."

Previously, I had focused my energy on preparing for exams and hadn't paid attention to this point.

But even if you know it, it's not very useful, since the reduction in imperial prestige brought by increasing a few attribute points is limited.

Now that the exams are over, it's time to think about improving my attributes.

Chen Zhou also wanted to know what attribute effects he would gain if his literary attribute was increased to 40 points.

With that in mind, he added 500 points of Imperial Prestige to his Literature attribute.

Chen Zhou's mind raced, and the values ​​on the panel quickly changed:
[Wen 27, Wu 26, Charm 40]

[Imperial Might: 20]

Seeing that his literary and martial attributes were finally balanced, Chen Zhou felt much better.

There is a sense of pleasure in finally being forced to act on one's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Chen Zhou opened his phone's notes app and updated his "100-Day Foundation Building" plan:
Don't be a prisoner of dopamine.

Believers in endorphins only.

100-Day Foundation Building: 32/100.

Just after the note was updated, Fei Chai sent a message:

"It's confirmed, it was Zhou Mo who posted it."

The message only came at this hour; it seems that meeting up with Yu Xinyan was quite tiring.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Zhou shook his head slightly, not at all surprised. It was indeed that brat.

Soon, the system sent a notification that the task was completed.
[His Majesty investigated the case of the rebellion by the concubine's faction day and night, and finally discovered the mastermind behind it. Imperial Prestige +200]

[Faced with such a shocking case, how can Your Majesty sit idly by? We urge you to apprehend the perpetrators and punish them severely!]

[Reward: 200 Imperial Prestige]

Another mission that costs 200 Imperial Prestige.

Chen Zhou readily accepted.

Regardless of whether there are system tasks or not, he will definitely retaliate against Zhou Mo for this grudge.

Hehe, who is Chen Zhou?

Zhou Mo was incredibly unlucky to have crossed him.

Friend, although I never kill women and children, you should know that your wife is not a child, and your son is not a woman.

Chen Zhou is vengeful and will not let others get away with anything he has done wrong.

However, we need to go to the provincial capital to claim the prize tomorrow, so let Zhou Mo have one more day of peace.

When he comes back, he'll show Zhou Mo what "The Punishment of Impulsiveness" means.

Silent all night.

The next day.

Since it was a rare opportunity not to rush to the 7 a.m. reading session, Chen Zhou set his alarm clock later.

The phone alarm finally went off right on time, after the sunlight had fully illuminated my face.
"A fiery, innocent cockroach comes to your house tonight. Your house has its little lover, who'll dance the cha-cha in your home, then have babies, turning your house into a cockroach's home!"

Half asleep, Chen Zhou turned off the alarm clock, then pulled the covers over his head, muttering to himself:

"Sleep for five more minutes..."

Experience tells us that if you feel like a long time has passed while you're asleep in the morning, only a minute or two has actually elapsed.

If you feel like you've been asleep for a short while, it's actually been more than two hours.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhou is the latter.

……

In the corridor.

Jiang Xia stood facing the wall as punishment, her sneakers tapping the corner of the wall repeatedly. A few stray hairs fell beside her cheeks, swaying with her movements. She glanced at her phone; it was 7:20. Jiang Xia frowned slightly, took out her phone, and made a WeChat call to Chen Zhou.

No one answered.

"You big idiot! All you do is sleep in."

Jiang Xia pouted and patiently knocked on the door.

That's the good thing about living close by; I don't have to worry about Chen Zhou losing contact, and I can knock on the door anytime.

This scene reminded Jiang Xia of a video dubbing clip from the TV series "Romance in the Rain":

"Don't hide inside and keep quiet. I know you're home. You're so capable of stealing men, but why don't you have the guts to open the door?"

This was a bizarre video that Chen Zhou showed her, which was somewhat fitting for the occasion.

As the liver-colored security door creaked open, Chen Fang, wearing an apron, smiled at Jiang Xia:
"Good morning, Xia. Is something the matter?"

Jiangxia beamed with a radiant smile:
"Good morning, Uncle. Chen Zhou and I have to go to the provincial capital. Our train tickets are for 8 o'clock..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fang slapped his forehead before Jiang Xia could finish speaking and said:

"Look at my memory, I forgot to wake him up."

Just as Chen Fang was about to turn around and call Chen Zhou, Jiang Xia faintly smelled a burning smell. She looked towards Chen Zhou's kitchen and asked:

"Uncle, is something burnt?"

Chen Fang exclaimed "Oh!" and rushed to the kitchen:
"Oh no! Egg pancakes!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xia glanced at the time again, feeling a sense of urgency, and skillfully changed her shoes and entered the living room.

Jiang Xia had visited Chen Zhou's house countless times since she was a child, so she was never shy at all.

"Uncle, I'll go call him!"

Without waiting for a response, Jiang Xia arrived at Chen Zhou's room, gathered his energy, and began banging on the door and calling out:
"Chen Zhou! We agreed to leave for the provincial capital at eight o'clock, and it's already seven twenty-five!"

It takes at least twenty minutes to get from Xingfu Jiayuan to the train station, including taking a taxi.

Time is of the essence; if we don't hurry, we might miss our train.

Jiang Xia clapped until his hands were almost red, but Chen Zhou didn't respond at all.

"She's really fast asleep!"

Jiang Xia sighed and subconsciously pressed the lock to open the door, only to find that the door was not locked at all.

What was she knocking for so long just now for?
As Jiang Xia pushed open the door, a wave of warmth, a blend of sunshine and youthful energy, rushed towards him.

The curtains in the room were half-drawn, and the morning light slanted in through the gaps, casting dappled shadows on the gray-blue bed.

Chen Zhou lay sprawled out, wrapped in the blanket, his head buried in the pillow.

The room's walls were almost entirely covered with posters, mainly featuring cool Naruto themes, mixed with silhouettes of NBA stars dunking.

The desk was piled with textbooks, comics, and draft paper. The computer screen was still lit, and the screensaver was a picture of Satoru Shijo wearing an eye mask.

The room's layout remained unchanged.

Jiang Xia went to Chen Zhou's desk, tidied up the messy textbooks, and stuffed the comics into the cabinet in order.

Looking at the dramatically changed desktop, she nodded in satisfaction and clapped her hands, saying:
"That's pretty much it."

After doing all this, Jiang Xia smiled secretly and quietly went to the bedside to look at Chen Zhou's sleeping face.

Rare sleeping photo.

Chen Zhou's lowest point in terms of appearance.

She took out her phone, aimed it at Chen Zhou's sleeping face, and slowly pressed the shutter.

You can choose not to redeem a lottery ticket, but if you don't record this kind of embarrassing history, you'll regret it for life.

However, just as Jiang Xia was happily putting away her phone, she noticed that Chen Zhou had opened his eyes and was looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Xia, afraid that her little actions would be noticed, immediately blushed and said nervously:

"When...when did you wake up? I was just about to call you!"

Chen Zhou thought for a moment, but didn't listen to Jiang Xia's explanation. He lay down and stretched out his hand, saying:

"50 for taking photos!"

Jiang Xia exclaimed in surprise, thinking to herself, "Could Chen Zhou really be blackmailing me?"

So she took out her phone and said:

"Fine, I'll just delete it then?"

Chen Zhou smiled:

"Fine, you perverted girl! You admit to taking pictures of me without my consent, right?"

(End of this chapter)