Chapter 8
Chapter 8: Being Followed!:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for reversing the plot, earning 1500 fate points]
Chen Yan wasn’t surprised. Since stepping into the Su family villa, he had anticipated this.
1500 points—500 more than he got for Bai Miaomiao. It seemed the system also recognized that Su Jingyi was more important than that b_itch.
Following his usual way, he used 480 points to exchange for 24 attribute points, which he distributed between his intelligence and physique. With this, both attributes reached perfection.
These changes didn’t bring any immediate noticeable difference, but at least now, he wouldn’t be completely outclassed by the protagonist in every aspect.
Having spent 480 fate points, Chen Yan was left with 1020. He chose to enter the lottery without hesitation.
Soon, the system prompted:
[Ding! You have acquired ‘Precision Perception’]
[Ding! You have acquired another ability: ‘Perfect-Level Gambling Skills’]
Before Chen Yan could react, he felt a mysterious force enter his mind. Moments later, the system voice echoed:
[Congratulations to the host for enhancing perception to perfect level]
Following that, a transparent interface appeared before Chen Yan:
Name: Chen Yan.”
Age: 23.”
Intelligence: 100 (Perfect).”
Physique: 100 (Perfect). (Note: The average adult score is 60.)”
Combat Skills: Beginner.”
Shooting Skills: Novice.”
Keen Perception: Perfect.”
Wealth: 27 million.”
Other Skills: Master-level Piano, Perfect-level Gambling.”
Fate Points: 20.”
…
Wow~” Chen Yan gasped.
He had achieved perfection in one go! Such extraordinary luck!
And a perfect-level gambling skill? Was the system hinting that he should use this skill to make money?
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. How thoughtful.”
“You are overthinking it,” the cold, emotionless voice of the system interjected, yet Chen Yan sensed a hint of mockery in it.
Chen Yan didn’t bother to argue with an NPC. He pondered for a moment and then asked, “System, do you have the ability panel of the protagonist?”
Knowing your enemy was the key to victory. Although Chen Yan had a cheat system, he couldn’t afford to be careless.
[I do, but it is not recommended for the host to view it,” the system responded directly]
However, Chen Yan insisted, and the NPC complied.
Soon, the transparent screen displayed the protagonist’s panel:
Name: Ye Chen.
Age: 22.
Intelligence: 96.
Physique: 100. (Note: The average adult score is 60.)
Combat Skills: Perfect.
Shooting Skills: Perfect.
Keen Perception: Perfect.
“Wealth: 3,143 yuan.”
Other Skills: Perfect-level Knife Throwing, Perfect-level Gambling, Master-level Tea Arts, Master-level Chess, Perfect-level Charm with Women
…
Chen Yan: “…”
No wonder he was the protagonist of a web novel—he was at the peak from the start.
Every skill was above mastery, and even his charm with women was perfect. If Chen Yan hadn’t known the plot, not even a cheat system could guarantee his victory.
However, Chen Yan now felt more fortunate. His keen perception had reached perfection just in time. He had nearly forgotten that Ye Chen was described as a master knife thrower in the plot, capable of hitting targets with uncanny precision.
Many of Ye Chen’s opponents were defeated by his elusive knife-throwing skills. At least now, with his heightened perception, Chen Yan wouldn’t be easily caught off guard.
Why was he so sure about the perception skill’s utility? Because Chen Yan had already noticed someone following him. The pursuer was clearly experienced, maintaining a cautious distance of two cars.
Without his perfect perception, Chen Yan wouldn’t have detected the tail.
Who could it be?
Ye Chen?
Impossible.
According to the plot, Ye Chen would transfer to Jinghai University today. He didn’t know Chen Yan yet.
Hmm?
Chen Yan suddenly thought of Bai Miaomiao.
Could it be that Zhang Long and his men had left a trail last night?
If that was the case, it would indeed be a bit troublesome.
Chen Yan frowned and, after some thought, dialed Zhang Long’s number.
“Hello, Young Master?” The call connected quickly, and Zhang Long’s voice came through.
Chen Yan got straight to the point, “Uncle Zhang, where are you?”
Zhang Long glanced at Chen Sheng, who was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, and replied, “We are on the way to the company. Why?”
“I’m being followed.”
Zhang Long exclaimed, “Followed?!”
His voice startled Chen Sheng in the back seat. Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise on his square-shaped face, but he remained silent.