Chapter 43: 43, three consecutive tasks!_1 Chapter 43: 43, three consecutive tasks!_1 What was I doing back in junior high? Jiang Siyao couldn’t help but think as she looked at Ren He, studying diligently and aiming for constant improvement every single day. Three years of junior high without dating anyone?
Previously, Jiang Siyao had scorned the notion of genius, believing that anyone could be a genius if they just worked hard enough, and that ‘genius’ was all about effort. However, now she suddenly understood that maybe some people were born with a head start…
But what Jiang Siyao didn’t know was that Ren He’s attention was not on her or Yang Xi at all, but rather…
“Task: Within one minute, perform 60 deep squats while carrying a desk on your back, deadline in one week.”
“Task: 100 push-ups within one minute, deadline in one week.”
“Task: Climb the residential building from floors 1 to 5 barehanded within 5 minutes, deadline in one week.”
Damn it, why have all these tasks become timed? Could it be because I wrote too many at once, making the Divine Punishment System ramp up the difficulty unintentionally? What a trap!
These tasks were definitely set by the Divine Punishment System based on my own limits, which means I’d have to push myself to the max to complete them. You should know, the world record for push-ups in one minute in my past life was only 110, and here I am, nearly challenging the world record!
Ren He pondered that if he were to copy songs in the future, he would need to be more careful or risk an exceedingly difficult timed task that would be tough to complete. He figured the task to climb the residential building within 5 minutes was most feasible to start with, not because it was easy, but because there were tricks to it. If he could complete this task and the reward boosted his physical attributes, then the other two tasks could become much more manageable!
But thinking about completing three tasks in a row was really a pain in the ass.
Jiang Siyao suddenly spoke up, “All three songs are good, that I can assure you, but 800,000 is a bit… steep.”
Steep? The thought of his three tasks made Ren He instantly disgruntled—wasn’t his life worth 800,000? No way! It had to be 800,000 so that he could get the car. Even though he’d be back to square one financially after buying the car… but making money is for spending, right? Happiness is what matters most. Searᴄh the NovelZone.fun website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
“Not steep at all, a fixed price. If you weren’t Yang Xi’s cousin, we wouldn’t even be sitting here negotiating,” Ren He mused over his tasks and felt somewhat imbalanced… Writing songs for Yang Xi was because he liked the girl, and for a lifetime of happiness, such sacrifice was peanuts.
Jiang Siyao was momentarily stunned; she didn’t know why the other party’s demeanor had suddenly changed… She took a deep breath, “Fine, 800,000 then. I hope you understand my sincerity and if there are any more suitable works for me in the future, I’m still willing to pay a premium price for them.”
“There won’t be any for the short term,” Ren He refused immediately, but then he considered the possibility of Jiang Siyao badmouthing him to Yang Xi—after all, she was Yang Xi’s cousin. He quickly added, “But if there is, I’ll let Yang Xi know!”
Jiang Siyao was unbothered by Ren He’s suddenly emerging temperament, thinking it was a common trait among top songwriters…
With the three songs in hand, Jiang Siyao left, and 2.4 million would be in Ren He’s account by tomorrow afternoon. Now he could buy a car, but before getting a four-wheeled one, he planned to order a two-wheeled one…
As Ren He faced the Divine Punishment System’s tasks, he had a hunch that mountain biking and speed descent would inevitably come, and the better bicycles often required custom orders to truly perform well.
If a task came up with only a week’s notice, he wouldn’t even be able to buy a bike in time!
The top speeds in mountain biking can even reach 150 kilometers per hour—what does that mean? Most people dare not drive their cars at 150 kilometers per hour on the highway, let alone freely rolling down a hill on a bicycle!
At that moment, you wouldn’t dare to squeeze the brakes recklessly, because just one squeeze could flip the bike!
Not only must the bike be top-notch, ideally with an aluminum alloy or carbon fiber frame, but you’d also need a full set of protective gear: armor linking shoulder pads, arm guards, elbow guards, wrist guards, and a chest plate, shinbone-covering knee pads made of either metal shell or rubber shell that run down to your shins, and a waist seal. Of course, a pair of leather gloves with a good grip and feel is essential too. Furthermore, cycling shorts also require special attention, with “important areas” such as the inner thighs and buttocks enhanced with thick pads for protection.
Otherwise, if half of your jewels are wasted after a high-speed downhill ride, where are you going to reason it out?
Of course, he wouldn’t buy an astronomically priced bike either—that’s just burning money in panic. He did some research online and found a company called TK on the official website of a parallel world that specializes in bicycles, likely one of the leading mountain bike manufacturers.
Ren He checked it out; the bikes were mostly priced in the tens of thousands. He contacted customer service directly to customize his own mountain bike for 99,800 and also ordered a full set of protective gear. Once he had both two-wheelers and four-wheelers ready, he could store his expensive mountain bike in the back of his monster pickup truck. The entire cargo area of that truck is enclosed and could even be converted into a camper, so there was no need to worry about stuff getting weather-beaten inside.
That blew through 140,000…
Money really isn’t worth much, Ren He sighed. In this damn world, if you want to delve deep into anything, it costs a fortune.
When he entered the Ford dealership, the salespeople there were all shrewd—seeing a kid dressed unimpressively, they paid him no attention at all. Why waste time, right? They probably thought he was just some child on a tour.
Ren He clicked his tongue, wondering when the service attitude would catch up with the pace of socialist development.
“Buying a car, someone get over here!” Ren He yelled.
The sales managers in the shop exchanged glances. Was he actually there to buy a car?
An employee came over and said, “You can have a look around the shop first. The latest hot-selling models are all on display, and their cost performance is really good.”
When Ren He heard that, he realized no one was planning to attend to him. Damn, it was necessary to suppress this crooked and evil tendency, or how would socialism advance?
He spoke nonchalantly, “Forget it, send someone who knows what they’re doing over.”
Someone who knows what they’re doing… What the heck! The sales manager was taken aback. It’s embarrassing to be spoken to like that by a kid barely into his teens. With a dark face, he said, “Sir, please don’t be unreasonable.”
If this were the past world after 2010, just for that remark, he would be complained about by a customer, and there goes his bonus for the month.
“What’s the price of a Ford Raptor F750?” Ren He asked directly.
The sales manager laughed out loud: “The Raptor only comes as an F650! What are you joking about? Don’t act like you’re buying a car before you’ve even grown up!” He had completely written off Ren He as a kid causing trouble. A young woman beside him, also dressed in a sales manager’s suit, tugged at his arm and whispered, “That’s a bit too much, tone it down.”
Huh, Ren He suddenly remembered that Ford didn’t release the F750 until 2013!
He pointed at the woman, “Count the sale on you—I’m buying the F650. Let’s do the paperwork.”
In the parallel world, a driver’s license could completely replace an ID card. That’s why he was in a rush to get his driver’s license before, so he could smoothly handle the vehicle registration and other documents, and it would also make other things more convenient in the future.
The male sales manager disdainfully said, “Stop pretending and get out, or I’ll kick you out.”
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