226: Chapter 226 Gold-Level Reward Mission Card!

As the system prompt sounded in his ears, Zhao Yang felt a change begin within his brain.

With this Intelligence increase, he didn't feel the swelling and dizziness from before. His high physique of 26 points made his bodily functions exceptionally strong, allowing him to accept this neuronal reorganization extremely smoothly.

The entire process lasted about half a minute.

That strange numbing sensation gradually receded, and Zhao Yang slowly opened his eyes.

Leaning back in his chair, he took a deep breath, a slight curve involuntarily appearing at the corners of his mouth.

This feeling was still the most comfortable!

As expected, while improving brain strength, physical strength couldn't be neglected either!

After all, his IQ wasn't naturally this high. People born with high IQs had high brain power, but their bodies had adapted to it since childhood.

But he was different; he was like a five-watt light bulb that was constantly expanding its capacity to ten watts, or even twenty.

Under such expansion, the original storage equipment would naturally feel the strain, or even shatter!

Although his Intelligence only increased by 3 points on the panel, as the base Intelligence grew higher, every single point of growth brought an even more significant increase in computing power. His brain worked faster, and his thoughts were clearer.

Similarly, the pressure on his body was naturally greater as well!

Yet, he had easily withstood that pressure!

Zhao Yang was very happy!

Right now, his Intelligence had reached 185.

Zhao Yang wasn't sure if this value counted as the world's highest, but looking across history and geography, he should be among that small group of people with the highest Intelligence.

More importantly, unlike those born with high IQs, his Intelligence had no upper limit and could continue to improve.

A hint of anticipation flashed in Zhao Yang's eyes.

He hadn't forgotten that he still had two chances for a random draw in his hands.

"Draw," Zhao Yang muttered in his mind.

"Ding! Obtained Trash +1."

Zhao Yang remained expressionless. The system's draw probabilities were always like this, often producing such useless trash.

He didn't mind and continued the draw.

"Ding! Obtained Gold-level Optional Mission Card +1!"

Hearing the prompt, Zhao Yang's spirits lifted.

Finally, something good!

He had drawn quite a few good things lately!

Including the last draw too; could his luck be turning around?

A hint of curiosity flashed in Zhao Yang's eyes.

He had already completed gold-level mission cards twice; these were truly good things! The rewards they offered were definitely not low.

He immediately clicked 'use' in his inventory.

The golden card turned into a streak of light, and three lines of text options popped up before his eyes.

[Optional Mission One: Solve a world-class mathematical conjecture (difficulty rating must be S-grade or above). Mission Reward: Mathematics EXP +100,000, one random Diamond-level special item.]

[Optional Mission Two: Reproductive Instinct. Establish a marital relationship with a female and successfully produce offspring. Mission Reward: physique +3, Human Gene Perfect Optimization Potion +1.]

[Optional Mission Three: Establish a School of Thought. Establish your own academic school within the existing scientific research system and personally train at least three students who win Nobel Prizes or awards of the same level. Mission Reward: All-discipline EXP +50,000, Micro-particle Observation Instrument Blueprint +1.]

Looking at these three options, Zhao Yang quickly weighed the pros and cons in his head.

Mission Two: marriage and children. physique +3 and that gene optimization potion were very good. But marriage... honestly, Zhao Yang had no plans to marry at the moment.

And Mission Three, establishing a school and training three Nobel students. The rewards were indeed generous and the blueprint was tempting, but the time cycle was too long. Training a Nobel scholar took decades; this kind of mission, which heavily relied on others' Intelligence and the external environment, had too many variables. He passed on it immediately.

Looking them over, only Mission One was the most reliable.

Solving a mathematical conjecture. This didn't require asking for help or depending on external environments. As long as his own brain was good enough, although there was difficulty, it was actually fine if there was no time limit, especially since his IQ was getting higher and higher now.

One hundred thousand Mathematics EXP, plus a random Diamond-level special item, were both very good rewards.

After some thought, Zhao Yang made a decision.

"Select Mission One."

Having chosen the mission, Zhao Yang began to adjust his next research direction. Although the system hadn't set a time limit for this mission, good things were naturally better obtained as early as possible.

He glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of the computer: 5:15 PM.

It was time to go out.

Today was the day Professor Professor Gu Ming's research group's paper was accepted. There was a celebratory banquet tonight, and he had previously promised to attend.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Yang left the apartment and strolled toward the Jushen Building at the school's south gate.

Pushing open the door to the private room, basically everyone from the lab had arrived.

Professor Professor Gu Ming sat at the head of the table, his face glowing with joy. Gu Qing sat beside him, while several other second and third-year graduate students were pouring tea and setting out the tableware.

As Zhao Yang walked in, the private room immediately became lively.

"God Zhao is here! Quick, sit here!" A senior student pulled out a chair beside him.

Zhao Yang went over and sat down, casually greeting everyone.

The waiter began to serve the dishes. Because the project had concluded successfully and a paper had been published in a Nature sub-journal, several graduating seniors had secured jobs, and Professor Professor Gu Ming didn't have to worry about next year's research funding, so the atmosphere at the table was very enthusiastic.

Professor Professor Gu Ming was happy and opened two bottles of white liquor and one bottle of red wine.

Everyone began to take turns toasting. Zhao Yang, being the greatest contributor to solving the data problem this time, naturally became the focus.

However, Zhao Yang poured himself a glass of orange juice; alcohol is harmful to the brain.

Even though Zhao Yang's physique was already very strong, the fact that alcohol damages the brain is a law of Physics, and Zhao Yang cared a lot about that now.

After all, his brain and his IQ could already be considered the peak of humanity.

Given his current status, no one dared to be so blind as to urge him to drink. Everyone toasted happily; Zhao Yang drank juice while they drank alcohol.

Gu Qing, sitting opposite him, was somewhat unusual today.

Usually in the lab, she didn't talk much and had a cold temperament, let alone drinking. But today, she poured herself a full glass of red wine, and when several seniors came to toast her, she didn't refuse and drank it down quite readily.

Zhao Yang glanced at her but said nothing.

After three rounds of drinks.

Several seniors were already red-faced from drinking, their speech becoming slurred as they leaned on each other's shoulders and bragged. Professor Professor Gu Ming was also tipsy, leaning back in his chair and smiling at the group of students.

Two flushes of red appeared on Gu Qing's fair cheeks, and her gaze was a bit dazed; clearly, the alcohol was kicking in.

Around nine o'clock, the dinner was almost over.

Zhao Yang got up and went to the front desk to settle the bill.

Returning to the private room, everyone was preparing to put on their coats and leave. When Gu Qing stood up, she swayed and almost bumped into a chair.