Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 183 Little Wood Is Acting Strange Today

Chapter 183 Little Wood Is Acting Strange Today
Zhai Da was unaware of what had happened at Harbin Institute of Technology that night.

He didn't know what the strangely shaped part was for; he just did it on a whim. But after leaving the restaurant and returning home, he received a text message from Wu Qiang.

"Thanks, bro. That thing works. I'll treat you to dinner sometime!"

Zhai Da simply replied, "No problem," and then stopped paying attention.

Harbin Institute of Technology has many strange and unusual projects, ranging from rockets and satellites to landscape architecture. Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

On the second day of their rest day, Zhai Da and Lu Wei did their usual washing and cleaning together.

Zhai Da splashed water on his face and rubbed it casually. With his eyes closed, he stretched out one hand, and Lu Wei had already squeezed out a small amount of facial cleanser into his palm.

After quickly washing his handsome but not intimidating face, Zhai Da moved aside for Lu Wei, only to find her staring intently at herself in the mirror.

"what happened?"

Lu Wei shook her head, her super long ponytail swaying left and right above her waistline.

If Zhai Da had a keen enough eye, he might have noticed that Lu Wei was staring at his lips.

Nothing much to do today, Zhai Da is at home writing a new book.

At noon, I received a call from Phoenix Media with good news: "The Long Road of Lü" had surpassed one million copies sold.

I also received a package today.

Big cities are different. Finally, I don't have to go to the post office anymore, and it's SF Express. When Zhai Da saw the ambiguous logo, he was stunned for a moment. The sense of the times always seems to go astray unintentionally.

I asked around and found out that SF Express has been in Harbin for several years.

The reason why Dongyang County has nothing is not because the times are not right, but because Dongyang County itself is not right.

Zhai Da left the deliveryman's phone number on the spot, which will make sending packages more convenient in the future.

After opening the package, I found a hardcover book and a handwritten letter inside.

The book is titled "Tiny Times".

About a month ago, when I was still teaching in Dongyang County, the well-known young writer Guo Jinming, or more precisely, the publishing house that published his work, asked Phoenix Media for a recommendation from Zhai Da.

It was just a matter of personal favors, and since the other party had given "The Long Road of Lü" a chance, Zhai Da naturally agreed and even expressed his gratitude.

Later, they sent an email containing content from Tiny Times. This book had been serialized in a magazine for a long time, so there was no issue of leaks.

Zhai Da tried to take a look but found he couldn't concentrate on it.
Every author has their own style and aesthetic. If Zhai Da's style is authenticity + humor + tears, then Guo Jinming's style should be glamorous + conflict + superficiality.

That being said, their basic skills are still above average, and they won't engage in any mindless actions like "a king of soldiers returns to find his daughter sold into a brothel and suppressed by the courtesan, so he angrily recruits 100,000 of his former subordinates to boost his daughter's performance."

It's hard to say which is better or worse; beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and the audience is different.

Moreover, when Zhai Da watched it, the faces of Guo Biting, Yang Mi, and Guo Caijie kept popping into his mind, a phenomenon commonly known as "channel mix-ups."

Even though he had never watched any of the Tiny Times 1, 2, or 3 movies in his previous life, the short videos had still been crammed into his head over the years.

So I gave a recommendation with my eyes closed.

Zhai Da turned the hardcover book over and, sure enough, saw his own words on the book jacket.

"Zhai Da: Reading this book is like being in a glamorous movie full of extravagance and decadence."

Tell me, is this operation appropriate or not?

To be fair, "extravagant and decadent" is not a derogatory term these days, at least not in the arts and culture circles.

Below is a small line of text: "Author of 'The Long Road of Lü'".

Hehe, this is quite interesting.

The "handwritten letter" was written by Guo Jinming himself, at least it appears to be. It was basically a thank you to Zhai Da for supporting his new work. It was less than 50 words long, but it was quite thoughtful and showed good manners.

Zhai Da put both items into the cabinet.

In the realm of "long novels" this year, the only contender for the "bestselling award" for "The Long Road to Success" should be Guo Degang's "Tiny Times".

This book perfectly captures the current imagination of "youth" among teenagers, especially girls: in an extravagant university and city, experiencing love and hate with flamboyant handsome guys, rich kids, and mixed-race people, indulging in extravagance and tearing each other apart.
If his sales were to be overshadowed by "Tiny Times," Zhai Da wouldn't be surprised; at most, it would be a bit of a pity. However, his own company still has significant advantages, with sales exceeding one million units extremely quickly.

Zhai Da tidied up the express delivery trash and looked up to see Lu Wei staring straight at him.

Zhai Da asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Lu Wei lowered her head, as if nothing had happened.

Just as he was about to ask again to get Xiao Mutou to tell the truth, Wu Yue called: "Don't worry about lunch, I'm going out for a walk."

Zhai Da: "Did I say I would take care of your lunch?"

Wu Yue: "."

"Where's your cousin? When is he leaving? Should we treat him to a meal before he goes?"

The closer the relationship, the less necessary it is. On the contrary, Wang Xiaolong must have had a hard time driving all the way, so it's only right that I show up again. "Cousin said he hasn't decided yet. Anyway, there's a place to stay here, so he might want to stay a few more days."

"Alright, I'll treat him to dinner before he leaves."

Wu Yue chuckled: "The food at that restaurant last time was pretty good, I've been craving it all day."

Zhai Da: "Did I say I was going to bring you along?"

Wu Yue: "."

Having had a good laugh, Zhai Da hung up the phone and forgot about Lu Wei's little quirk earlier. After thinking for a moment, he moved a chair and went to his room.

He finally decided to install the "intracranial disco light," not to mention how to use it, but at least to see how it worked.

Since the ceiling light couldn't be replaced, he planned to connect a wire to the wall light on the side.

Once the power is switched off, these things are a piece of cake for him. He's not even an electrician; anyone with hands can do it.

Soon after, the "Intracranial Disco Lamp" was installed. Since it replaced the old wall lamp, it now hangs directly above Zhai Da's bedside.

Although this location is a bit abstract, there is no more suitable option, and the original frame of the old wall lamp can still provide some support.

Zhai Da thought for a moment, then closed the door, drew the curtains, and pressed the switch.

The bedroom, which was originally ordinary in style, suddenly became eerie.

Red, blue, and yellow light spots filled the room, rotating erratically. Even without sound, except for the faint hum of the rotating bulbs, the effect was quite abstract.

Zhai Da stared at his bed, which had also become strangely odd, and thought to himself, "You know what, it's more like a different style than a nightclub."
Although it's a tri-color light, the overall room leans towards a dark red, probably because the red spectrum is the most prominent.

If at this moment there's a TV on the wall, a large ashtray, Red Bull, and a small fruit bowl on the bedside table, and the sound of high heels outside the door, then...
This house is exactly like...
The library! Yes, I'm talking about the library~
Zhai Da tried his best to clear his mind of memories related to learning, and closed his eyes to try to experience the effect of the "brain disco light".

Because the three-colored light spots rotate and fill the entire room, it effectively enhances his thinking speed, concentration, and logical reasoning ability simultaneously.
However, the effects of these three enhancements must be verified through specific behaviors, just like driving a car. How can you know if the car is fast or not if you don't step on the gas?
Zhai Da initially didn't focus his thoughts, but instead tried to come up with some scattered ideas. However, he eventually settled on one thing.

The workpiece that I hand-polished yesterday.

Try to recall your processes and methods from yesterday. Analyze whether there were better options, how to simplify and improve efficiency, and what the reasons were for these points.
Gradually, he did sense something different. His thinking seemed clearer, he came up with several ways to optimize his approach, and his mind became more sensitive.

But it's difficult to quantify.
This may also be related to a person's state of mind. Even without the aid of equipment, ordinary people have times when their thoughts are clear and their inspiration is bursting, and times when their minds are foggy and their work is slow.

Moreover, it depends on what you are "thinking" about. If it is complex thinking, that's fine, but if you are just thinking about random things, you may only have a vague sense of "excitement".

This lamp can only enhance thoughts, not control them.

While he was enjoying the music, there was a knock on the door behind him. Zhai Da quickly turned off the disco lights, turned around and opened the door. Lu Wei was standing outside.

Zhai Da: "What's wrong?"

Little Wood seemed preoccupied with something else, but upon seeing the strange and conspicuous lamp, he asked in confusion, "Where did this come from?"

Even she knew that a respectable family wouldn't have a disco ball lamp.
Zhai Da chuckled dryly; the accelerated thinking effect seemed to have a lingering effect, and his reactions were very quick.

"These are local specialties that Wu Yue brought along, bought on the way."

"Local specialties?"

"Light industry local specialties".

Lu Wei tilted her head. She didn't remember tidying up yesterday. Such a huge meteor hammer couldn't have been missed.

"Zhai Da, I didn't see yesterday's desk lamp."

“Uh, I gave it to Wu Yue. He said he needed a desk lamp.”

Lu Wei was surprised and a little reluctant. The items that could entangle her in her thoughts were naturally things that Little Wood really liked.

However, Zhai Da couldn't say that the [Peace of Mind Desk Lamp] had been synthesized by him and was no longer there at all.

Lu Wei bit her lip: "Can I get it back? I can buy him a new one."

Zhai Da: "Wu Yue broke it; it's probably already been thrown away."

Lu Wei's eyes widened slightly: "Throw it away? Can't it be fixed?"

Zhai Da: "Sigh, that's just how Wu Yue is, you know."