I'm a scientist, why can't I have faith?

[Host: Wang Dong]

[Faith: A Novice to Jazz]

[Focus: 0.1] (Slightly above average, congratulations on taking your first step towards humanity)

[Perception: 0] (Ordinary level, the kind of honest person who gets sold out but still helps the seller count the money)

[Thinking: 0] (You could say he has almost no thinking ability; he'd even agonize over which hand to use to wipe his butt.)

[Memory: 0.1] (The only advantage, but only enough to memorize two more words than others)

Focus, perception, thinking, and memory.

These four dimensions basically cover all the functions of the brain.

As a normal high school student, it's not hard to see that this is a point-addition system. Adding points to different dimensions will cause Wang Dong's brain to evolve to different degrees.

"My focus attribute went from 0 to 0.1. No wonder I felt like I entered a state of flow just now, and even my comprehension improved a lot."

Wang Dong even felt that his effortless mastery of the problems today was due to his focused improvement.

Both perception and thinking attributes are 0, which seems to be the level of an ordinary person.

Seeing that his initial memory attribute was 0.1, Wang Dong was still somewhat proud.

I'm not completely just another face in the crowd.

As for how to allocate points on this panel, it seems to be related to the level of faith.

After experiencing Sir Isaac Newton's mind, Wang Dong expressed his heartfelt praise for the man.

From Sir Isaac Newton's perspective, Wang Dong's faith as a believer has increased, so he is given a reward of Focus*0.1.

By increasing one's faith as a believer, one can receive rewards from God.

And right now, "God" is "Sir Isaac Newton".

Wang Dong noticed that there was also a "Faith" section on the panel.

It seems that I am not limited to believing in only one god...

Becoming a believer and becoming a senior believer are clearly easier, the former being simpler.

Becoming a follower of another "god" will also bring rewards, perhaps even extremely useful items like the "Jazz Experience Card".

However, the system doesn't seem to indicate how to become a believer?

Wang Dong suddenly remembered the prompt during system binding.

[The host has prayed to Sir Isaac Newton 1000 times]

Do I have to pray to other gods 1000 times?

That's not right. I also worship the gods in other subjects, so why didn't I become a believer?

It seems that it's not as simple as just praying.

Wang Dong stood at the entrance of the examination hall, pondering for a long time without any clue. Behind him, Gong Zhan had just finished handing in his paper and came out.

Gong Zhan patted Wang Dong on the shoulder and said in a wise and experienced tone, "I didn't expect you to teach me a lesson. I have high hopes for your classmate."

Watching Gong Zhan's retreating figure, Wang Dong felt utterly bewildered.

This guy, has he gone crazy from studying?

With his train of thought interrupted, Wang Dong temporarily lost interest in becoming a new believer.

There must be a way to the front of the mountain.

Wang Dong just wanted to get home as soon as possible; he had never felt such an urge to study before.

He feels that he can now do many things that he couldn't do before.

However, reality poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

Contrary to expectations, Wang Dong found mathematics to be just as obscure and difficult to understand.

It's mathematics after all, so it's normal.

But for Wang Dong, this is definitely good news.

As a normal high school student, I naturally know what obscure and difficult to understand means.

If it's obscure and difficult to understand, then it takes some effort and time to gradually comprehend it.

This is a completely different concept from not understanding at all.

This is fantastic news for a high school student who spends most of his time staring blankly at a bunch of mathematical symbols.

Wang Dong has always been the type of person who is completely clueless when it comes to math, even though he has already mastered the basic knowledge and question types.

However, whenever he encounters a new problem he hasn't seen before, or one that requires taking a few extra steps, he has absolutely no idea how to approach it.

Therefore, his score hovered around 110 points.

Looking back at his old notes now, he can vaguely perceive the brilliance within them.

However, he cannot grasp it all at once and needs to study it repeatedly to strengthen his practice.

When he can generate such brilliant ideas on his own during exams, Wang Dong's mathematics will experience a qualitative leap.

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long..."

Although we may not be able to soar to great heights, at least we see the hope for progress.

Even if it's slow, as long as you persevere, you will reap the rewards—something Wang Dong never dared to imagine before.

He thought his grades were just so-so, at most he could get into a decent university.

But it seems that fate does not want him to stop there.

"You're back so early today, Dongdong. Your dad's working overtime tonight, so I'll bring him dinner when it's ready."

It was Wang Dong's mother, Ms. Fang Meili, who had come home from get off work, carrying a bag of very fresh pork ribs.

Seeing Wang Dong studying at his desk, Ms. Fang Meili glanced at him and then quietly went to the kitchen to cook.

No housework to do, a perpetually quiet atmosphere at home, and the freedom to eat whatever you want.

Even if Wang Dong hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have needed to deliver meals.

This should be considered a privilege that every senior high school student has.

Wang Dong walked down the street, carrying his lunchbox, while thinking about it.

Tonight's stir-fried pork with chili peppers and sweet and sour pork ribs are both his favorite dishes. Ever since he entered his senior year of high school, Ms. Fang Meili has always been making different kinds of his favorite dishes.

Although Wang Dong attends one of the top key middle schools in Tianhai City, his family is actually just an ordinary working-class family.

He transferred from his hometown to Tianhai High School in the second year of junior high school.

After all, in terms of both educational resources and competitive pressure, this municipality, which is adjacent to the capital Yanjing, is much better than my hometown, a major province in the Central Plains.

Even though he experienced some discomfort due to the change in environment, Wang Dong quickly distinguished himself and performed exceptionally well in the high school entrance examination, gaining admission to Tianhai No.1 High School.

Wang Dong originally thought he would continue to make great strides as before, but he never expected to become the worst performer.

He never slacked off in his studies, but ever since he entered high school, it was as if his intelligence had been sealed away, and he always felt like he was an idiot.

He might only master half of what his classmates could learn in one go, even after three attempts.

Wang Dong felt guilty towards his parents, as he feared he might disappoint them.

He still remembers the monthly exam in his second year of high school, when he failed for the first time in his life, and his father's silent face.

But things are different now. The emergence of the [Believer System] will change everything.

Mr. Wang Hua, Wang Dong's father, is the manager of Surprise Logistics. As one of the top logistics companies in the country, even the manager often has to do things personally, since the logistics station operates 24 hours a day.

When things get busy, it's common to not go home for two days in a row.

"Brother Wang, your son has brought your lunch!"

A burly, dark-skinned middle-aged man emerged from a pile of boxes; this man was Wang Dong's father, Wang Hua.

The father and son sat quietly in the corner eating.

Neither of them spoke, simply enjoying the silent twilight.

Wang Hua quickly finished his dinner, packed up the lunchbox, and returned it to Wang Dong.

"Go back to your studies. You're a senior in high school now. Next time, let your mom handle this kind of thing."

Wang Dong nodded silently, but Wang Hua, as a father, knew that the boy would most likely come next time.

He patted his son on the shoulder and then turned back to his busy work.

Wang Dong looked at his father's back; his father seemed to have become a bit more hunched over than in previous years.

He stood up and patted the dirt off his pants.

I need to study the system carefully and try to improve my grades as soon as possible.