As soon as he closed his eyes, a gigantic fortune wheel appeared in Mo Jingchun’s mind.

To be more precise, it was the phantom of the fortune wheel.

This was Mo Jingchun’s first time seeing the Level 2 Fortune Wheel.

It seemed to have no difference from the Level 1 Fortune Wheel, that was Mo Jingchun’s first impression.

At this moment, Mo Jingchun highly suspected that the so-called Level 2 lottery was just a system’s ploy to reclaim points more easily.

Wait! What’s that!

In the real world, lying on the bed, Mo Jingchun’s face flushed red and then green; he looked absolutely terrible.

"System, I think you owe me an explanation for that blank ’Thank You for Participating’ section."

That blank area didn’t seem large, but it looked like at least one-twentieth, possibly even more.

That has never existed in the Level 1 lottery.

The system’s response was devoid of any emotion.

"Host, as you can see, it says ’Thank You for Participating’ there."

"There’s no reason for you not to recognize those words."

Mo Jingchun’s face darkened; was that what he meant?

"I was asking why there’s such a large ’Thank You for Participating’ section."

"Isn’t it quite normal? Host."

"The Level 2 lottery has removed Level 1 science products and technologies, so naturally, there are fewer items."

"As the lottery level increases, that blank area will keep getting larger."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun let out a sarcastic laugh, "When the whole thing turns blank, won’t I have become a god already."

This time, the system was silent for a long time before responding in a dreamy tone, "That depends on how you define the concept of god."

Mo Jingchun understood what the system meant; it’s like modern people appearing in ancient times with various weapons and tools, ancient people would think they were gods, immortal beings.

Because some things exceeded the cognitive range of humans at that time.

Traveling the sky, transmitting sound over a thousand miles, terrifying nuclear weapons, and so on.

"Let’s spin the wheel."

Since he had already summoned the fortune wheel, there was no reason to back down.

The blank area was not that large; he wasn’t that unlucky—Mo Jingchun self-hypnotized.

"It’s starting, don’t blink."

After a while, the pointer, under Mo Jingchun’s anxious heart, finally passed the blank area and stopped just a tiny bit outside the white area it had just left.

"Oh, it seems some kind of unknown energy interference is gone, your luck isn’t great today, host."

"Almost landed on ’Thank You for Participating,’ such a pity."

"A spaceplane, getting this in a Level 2 lottery isn’t bad."

Mo Jingchun didn’t argue; on that fortune wheel, he saw a lot of future technologies humans had speculated about and technologies humans were working hard to research.

Dyson Sphere, controllable nuclear fusion, super space station, and many unknown materials with unknown properties.

Every single thing from that list could shake the scientific community.

Take this spaceplane, for example; countries are researching it, and based on the current information and data, all countries are still in the research phase without significant results.

Reaching a speed of 20-30 Mach, without a doubt, is a huge test on any part of the spaceplane.

"Transmit the data."

In an instant, Mo Jingchun was forcibly put into a deep sleep state.

After who knows how long, when Mo Jingchun woke up from the deep sleep state, he was gasping for air.

This time, the data transmission gave Mo Jingchun a feeling of drowning.

If Mo Jingchun had a mirror at this time, he would notice his face was somewhat pale.

Gurgle~ gurgle~

Mo Jingchun looked down at his stomach in surprise.

Hungry, he was hungry.

It felt like he skipped dinner, which was very unusual.

"Host, you’ve noticed too, haven’t you."

"For humanitarian purposes, this system kindly suggests that you exercise more and start researching life sciences."

"Why does it have to be this way?"

"To put it in perspective, host, imagine a computer with storage and RAM; your state is like insufficient RAM available."

Need to exercise more? It seems lazing around in the future won’t be possible.

And the life sciences the system talked about.

Suddenly, Mo Jingchun realized a problem, which he had subconsciously ignored before.

A spaceplane, this thing can actually go into space!

They just recently encouraged private enterprises to research spaceplanes.

Modify a spaceplane a bit, isn’t it just a spacecraft?

Moreover, the spaceplane has even greater advantages; after all, it is originally a fighter jet.

It’s a weapon!

There’s definitely some shady business here!

It looked like the system knew Mo Jingchun would ask because when Mo Jingchun called the system again, the sly system was silent again.

Mo Jingchun picked up his phone to check the time, 4:30 AM.

"There’s still time, I can get some more sleep."

"Exercising... I’ll ask Wild Wolf tomorrow."

Instead of looking for a fitness coach, Mo Jingchun felt it better to ask Wild Wolf.

By the looks of it, Wild Wolf seemed healthier.

If all else fails, Mo Jingchun could have Zero design a personalized exercise plan for him, getting fit in the shortest time and the most efficient way.

As for life sciences, Mo Jingchun really had no way to start in the short term.

Genes aren’t something one can start fiddling with casually.

He could only start cultivating talent in this area and research slowly.

In the short run, Mo Jingchun wasn’t in urgent need for more technology either.

Just the spaceplane from the Level 2 lottery this time could sustain him.

When combined, it’s a spaceplane, but separately?

From materials to engines to the whole structure, each part is entirely new technology and materials.

Even down to every single screw, it’s filled with technology.

"Brother, get up."

"If you don’t get up, you’re going to be late."

The little one shouted by the bed for a long time, yet brother’s eyebrows didn’t even twitch.

Helpless, the little one started to pull on his brother’s arm and shook him hard.

"What time is it?"

Mo Jingchun rubbed his somewhat swollen eyes and crawled out of the covers.

"It’s eight o’clock! If you don’t get up now, Guoguo will be late for school!"

"I’m up, stop rushing."

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Mo Jingchun was downstairs by 8:16.

The little one sat on the sofa with a backpack, looking a little worried.

Slept all afternoon yesterday, and today she’ll be late again.

Being a model student seemed to drift further and further away from her.

"Let’s go."

"Brother, you haven’t had breakfast yet."

"It’s fine, I’ll text Xia to bring something from the cafeteria."

"We can’t be late for school."

In the car, Zhou Yaling yawned a lot, it seemed she didn’t get much sleep last night as well.

"Didn’t sleep well last night?"

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes, "Isn’t that obvious."

"I finally understand what the elders meant by ’eat well in the morning, eat full at noon, eat less at night’."

"Eating too much really makes it hard to sleep!"

Mo Jingchun nodded, "That makes sense, but you still eat so much."

"What must be eaten, must be eaten."

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