Eight Hundred and Ten Chapters 1st Anniversary, Let's Go to the Concert
After a while, Luke finally couldn't help but question his soul: Wait! There seems to be a slight deviation in my view of mathematics. Can you explain to the system, how did 5×50% get the number 2?
The system is silent.
Luke is helpless: System, 2.5 can be rounded up to one hundred million! If you count less, it should be 3. How is this 2.5≈2 fat?
This problem seems to touch a certain rule, and the system immediately gives a simple explanation: rounding.
Luke pondered the word, and knew it in his heart: it means to facilitate you to calculate the task experience points... By the way, maybe there is also the task contribution rate, all of which are rounded up?
The system was silent again.
Luke understood.
Silence is the default, at least no big mistakes.
It's no wonder that after most tasks are completed, the experience points given by the system are all integers, and only to ten digits, which were originally rounded up by it.
Are you so lazy! He reluctantly complained about the system.
The system is silent.
Luke actually didn't care much about this issue.
In the earliest days, the system's experience points and contribution rate often appeared fractional, because he needed very little upgrade experience at that time, and the calculation had to be more accurate.
And now, with his leveling experience starting at 100,000, this kind of error in experience points is understandable... that's weird!
These small fractions must be ignored because the system is too lazy.
However, it is not a big problem to get hundreds of thousands of experience points.
However, the system has moved again: the experience points that have not been settled each time will be automatically incorporated into the statistical data of the next task of the same level, and will continue to be rounded up and issued.
Luke: ...Sorry, I was wrong.
As soon as the system said this, he knew where this rounding rule came from.
When I wrote online articles in the last life, there was a rule that when the number of words in a chapter was less than a thousand words, only the thousand digits were used for billing.
Another rule is: if the monthly manuscript fee is less than 200, it will be accumulated to the next month until the accumulation reaches 200 and it will be issued once.
Luke still remembers these two rules even after decades.
Who told him in his last life that he could only earn more money for himself by writing online articles! There are days when it takes only three months to collect 200 yuan for the manuscript fee.
Thinking again that the basic three attributes of the system at the beginning were "adapted" from the broken online game he played in his previous life, Luke was ashamed: What the hell did I do in my last life! The system father seems to be brought crooked.
In this way, while he was studying the new functions of the system, he complained about himself and the system, and the sky in the distance finally appeared white.
At this moment, he suddenly jumped up.
The system prompt he was waiting for finally arrived.
System: The function of the storage module has been transformed.
And then... it's gone.
WTH? ! Luke scratched his head angrily.
But he no longer wastes time, first put away the small plane and Beidou battle armor, and went back to the city to take a taxi and headed straight to the airport.
Sitting on the flight back to Los Angeles, he used his mental power to test the renovated storage space over and over many times, and also harassed the system many times by the way, and still found nothing when he got off the plane.
The storage space has not become larger, and there is no change in all aspects for the time being.
More experiments can only be carried out slowly afterwards.
More haste less speed. Luke, who had only been involved in the Oolong incident, suppressed his curiosity and took a taxi home.
Back home, Selena had already gone to work, and Luke just sent her a message saying that he would go home for lunch later.
Stuffing the ingredients in the oven, stewing the stew, steaming the steam, he went to the workshop.
The lunch made in the kitchen has a separate intelligent program monitoring and adjustment, and when the time is up, it will automatically turn off the fire and keep it warm.
Even if he is away from home for a few days, Selena will not be hungry.
However, she said he made it himself and it always tasted a little better.
But Luke was lazy and handed the old dishes to the smart program, but she didn't pick any faults.
Therefore, Luke will only do it himself when he cooks new dishes.
bullion? Luke Selena eats whatever he eats, everyone is treated the same, and he can't complain if he wants to.
Luke didn't come out of the workshop until Selena used the communicator to call him out for breakfast.
Looking at his smiling expression, Selena looked at herself subconsciously: "I'm not wearing the right clothes? Or is it stained somewhere?"
Luke went to wash his hands and said, "No, the clothes are beautiful, and you are beautiful too."
Selena was suspicious: "No, you can only praise me for being beautiful if you are in a good mood. Did something good happen again?"
Luke rubbed his hands for a while, then smiled, "Yeah, good thing."
Selena leaned aside: "Can you say no?"
Luke washed off the foam in his hands and dried his hands: "We officially partnered for a year and became a veritable old iron. Is this a good thing?"
Selena: "We didn't just last June... well, right, I've been partnering with Donald for over a month since I came to Los Angeles, so it's only been a year now."
She rolled her eyes and suddenly said, "Why not, let's go to the concert tonight."
Luke was in a good mood and didn't care too much: "OK. By the way, whose concert?"
"Claire's." Selena.
Luke: "What?"
...
At seven o'clock in the evening in Los Angeles in summer, the sky is still bright, Luke and Selena drove to the venue of the concert, a large open field in the suburbs of Los Angeles.
In order to avoid another earthquake, the audience panicked and there was a stampede accident, so the venue for this concert was chosen here.
The wasteland is next to the road. People who come to see the concert drive directly to the parking lot next to the entrance, and then pay for tickets to enter the venue.
The two spent three hundred dollars and got two standing tickets near the stage.
More expensive tickets are also available, and for $500, you can get a folding chair seat near the front to watch the concert.
But neither Luke nor Selena wanted to go to that piece.
It would be too boring to sit still at the concert, but it is cool to be with everyone and babble freely.
By the time the two of them got to their positions, there were already many people around.
There was still half an hour before the concert started, and everyone sat on the floor to save their energy for the shouting of the meeting.
Selena looked at some people around her with a strange face, and then looked at Luke: "Did you buy the tickets here on purpose?"
Looking at the clothes of those people, Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Didn't you say you were coming? I didn't pay attention to this concert beforehand, how did I know it would be like this."
In the surrounding area, there are dozens of dark figures in the east and west.
Black doesn't mean the skin of these people, but they all wear black clothes.
The black clothes of these people are not mentioned, but they all wear black capes without exception. Some people are also equipped with black masks, and the red lenses on the masks are very conspicuous.
Well, there are actually a lot of Batman fans here.