Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 793 - We’re Going to a Concert for Our Anniversary

Chapter 793: We’re Going to a Concert for Our Anniversary

A moment later, Luke finally couldn’t help but ask a tortured question: “Wait! There seems to be a problem with my math. System, tell me, how did 5 x 50% arrive at 2?”
The system remained silent.
Luke was lost for words. “System, if you round up 2.5, it should be 3. How can it be rounded off to 2?”
This question seemed to have triggered some rule, and the system immediately gave a simple explanation: Whole numbers.
As Luke mulled over this, he realized: “So, you’re saying it’s to make it easier for you to calculate the experience and credit points for a mission… Right, maybe because there’s also the contribution rate, so all this is rounded up?”
The system was silent again.
Luke got it.
Silence was tacit agreement. At the very least, there was no big understanding.
No wonder the experience and credit points which the system gave him after most of his missions were all whole figures, and they were all multiples of ten to boot – they had been rounded off.
“Can you not be so lazy?!” Luke roasted the system helplessly.
The system was silent.
Actually, Luke didn’t really care about this.
In the beginning, the experience and credit points, as well as the contribution rate, were often scraps since Luke had very little experience to level up with at that time. Thus, it had to be more precise in its calculations.
But now, Luke had more than 100,000 experience and credit points, which was understandable… As if!
It was definitely because the system was too lazy to bother with these small details.
However, it wasn’t a big deal if a few hundred or over a thousand experience and credit points were lost.
Once again, there was new activity in the system: Experience and credit points that haven’t been calculated are automatically added to the stats for the next mission of the same level.
Luke: …Sorry, I was wrong.
Now that the system said that, he knew where this rule came from.
When he wrote online novels in his previous life, there was a rule that only when a chapter hit a thousand words could he get paid.
There was also another rule: If the royalties for that month didn’t reach 200 yuan, the money would roll over to the next month, and only after the total reached 200 yuan would it be released at one go.
Luke still remembered these two rules even after decades.
After all, he could only rely on writing online novels in his previous life to make a living! There were times when he could only scrap together 200 yuan in three months.
Recalling that the basic three attributes in the system had been “adapted” from the lousy online game he played in his previous life, Luke sweated inwardly. What the hell had he done in his previous life? It seemed that Daddy System had been led astray.
As he studied the system’s new functions and mocked both himself and the system, the sun finally rose in the sky.
At that moment, he suddenly jumped up.
The system notification that he had been waiting for finally arrived.
System: Inventory has been modified.
Then… nothing.
What the hell?! Luke scratched his head in frustration.
But he didn’t waste any more time. Putting away the plane and the Big Dipper Armor, he returned to the city and took a cab to the airport.
On the flight back to Los Angeles, he used his mental strength to prod the modified inventory many times, and also harassed the system in passing many times, but to no avail even after he got off the plane.
His inventory space hadn’t grown any bigger, and he couldn’t feel any changes.
He could only slowly test it out later.
Haste made waste. Luke suppressed his curiosity and took a cab home.
When he got home, Selina had already left for work. Luke simply sent her a message telling her to come back for lunch later.
He baked, stewed and steamed the food accordingly, before he went to the workshop.
A separate smart program monitored the progress of lunch in the kitchen. When it was time, it would automatically turn off the stove and keep the food warm.
Even if he wasn’t home for a few days, Selina wouldn’t starve.
However, she said that the food tasted better when he cooked it himself.
But she also never complained when Luke was lazy and let the smart program handle the old dishes.
Thus, Luke would now only personally cook new dishes.
Gold Nugget? It ate whatever Luke and Selina ate. Since everybody was treated the same, it couldn’t complain even if it wanted to.
Luke didn’t come out of the workshop until Selina called him out for breakfast.
Looking at his smile, Selina subconsciously examined herself. “Is there something wrong with what I’m wearing? Or am I dirty somewhere?”
As Luke washed his hands, he said, “No, your clothes are beautiful, and so are you.”
Selina was suspicious. “No, you only say I’m pretty when you’re in a good mood. Did something good happen again?”
Luke paused before he smiled. “That’s right. It’s a good thing.”
Selina leaned next to him. “Can you tell me?”
Luke rinsed his hands and wiped them dry. “We’ve officially been partners for a year, and we’ve become true veterans. Isn’t that a good thing?”
Selina said, “Wasn’t it in June last year… Right, I worked with Donald for more than a month after coming to L.A.. So, we’ve only been partners for a year.”
She rolled her eyes, then suddenly said, “Why don’t we go to a concert tonight?”
Luke was in a good mood and didn’t think much of it. “Okay. Right, who’s singing?”
“Claire.”
Luke: “What?”
…
It was seven in the evening in Los Angeles, and the sky was still bright. Luke and Selina drove to the concert venue, which was a vast wilderness on the outskirts of Los Angeles.
To prevent a stampede from happening if there was another earthquake, this was where the concert would be held.
The wasteland was next to the highway. The people who had come to watch the concert drove straight to the parking lot next to the entrance, and paid for tickets.
Luke and Selina took out 300 dollars and got two standing tickets close to the stage.
There were even more expensive tickets. 500 dollars would get you a deck chair close to the front for the concert.
But neither Luke nor Selina were interested in that position.
It would be too boring to sit at a concert. It was only fun if you made noise with everyone else.
By the time they reached their zone, many people had already arrived.
The concert wouldn’t start until half an hour later. Everybody sat on the ground to conserve their energy for the shouting later.
Selina looked at the people around her strangely and then at Luke. “Did you buy the tickets here on purpose?”
Looking at their clothes, Luke didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “You were the one who said you wanted to come. I had no idea about this concert before this. How would I know?”
There were dozens of dark figures around them.
It was because they were all wearing black.
They were all wearing black cloaks, and some of them were even wearing black masks with eye-catching red lenses.
Well, there were in fact a lot of Batman fans here.