Chapter 11: Learning in the System Space (A Brand New World Awaits Your Development and Creation)

“It really won’t bite you, little darling, just try it and you’ll see.” The system was a bit anxious but dared not rush too much, so it patiently coaxed gently, “There are delicious treats and fun things inside. Don’t you want to open it and take a look?”

Mention of tasty food and fun playthings made Yi Rongkun unconsciously lick her lips, clearly drawn by the prospect of eating and playing.

Hesitating, she cautiously stretched out her small hand, tentatively reaching toward the “frightening” box.

Seeing her like this, the system grew even more anxious.

If this delay continued, by the time the teacher appeared for class, she still wouldn’t have opened the beginner’s gift pack.

Helplessly, it spoke up, “Little darling, do you want to open your beginner’s gift pack?”

“Mm-hmm.”

At the system’s voice, Yi Rongkun quickly withdrew her half-extended hand and asked cautiously, “Tongtong, can you help me open it?”

“All right then.”

With no other choice, the system opened the box without warning. A flash of white light appeared, revealing several items neatly placed on the desk.

Among them was a fragrant roast chicken.

*Gurgle.*

What a delicious aroma!

There was also a white cloth pouch containing something unknown to her. Black characters were written on the pouch, but she couldn’t read them yet.

Then there was a beautifully crafted “iron” box—or so little Rongkun thought.

This box bore no scary drawings, so curious, she opened it to find various pens—basically all stationery.

Finally, there was a cartoon backpack adorned with an adorable picture of a little girl resembling Yi Rongkun.

“Oh, this drawing is so pretty!”

Seeing the cute little character, Yi Rongkun exclaimed happily, “Is this Chun Chun? Chun Chun is really so cute!”

The system replied, “…Little darling, is it possible that this is actually a picture of you?”

Although her eldest niece looked somewhat like her, the differences were significant, especially since Yi Shichun’s eyes were not as large or as expressive as hers.

But it wasn’t surprising that Yi Rongkun mistook the girl on the backpack for her own eldest niece—after all, she rarely looked in the mirror and didn’t really know what she looked like.

“Ah? Is that me?”

Clearly unprepared for this possibility, Yi Rongkun curiously reached out to poke the little girl’s cheek in the drawing. “Do I really look like this?”

“So pretty! How come I’m so cute?”

The system could only respond, “...Yes, little darling, you are indeed very cute—cuter even than the drawing.”

Well, with kids, you have to praise them.

To help her understand the backpack’s purpose, the system quickly added, “Little darling, this is your backpack. You can put your textbooks and other school supplies inside.”

As the two communicated, the classroom bell rang, and soon a tall, handsome figure appeared at the doorway.

Seeing the only student in the room, he showed no surprise whatsoever.

Yi Rongkun suddenly spotted the stranger and felt a bit nervous, instinctively standing up.

“Hello, student.”

The tall, handsome teacher greeted her solemnly and introduced himself, “From now on, I will be your teacher.”

“When you see me, you must call me ‘Teacher,’ understand?”

“Hello, Teacher.”

Yi Rongkun had heard from her second sister and third brother that their teachers were strict and would spank students for not studying seriously.

So when the teacher spoke, she greeted him sincerely.

The handsome teacher nodded approvingly. “Yes, Yi Rongkun, please sit down. Let’s begin class.”

“Okay.”

Yi Rongkun obediently sat, unsure what to prepare, her eyes fixed expectantly on the teacher.

“We’ll start with Chinese.”

The teacher held up a first-grade Chinese textbook, facing her directly. “Yi Rongkun, please take this book from your backpack.”

Backpack?

Yi Rongkun recalled Tongtong mentioning that the backpack with the cute drawing was hers. She reached out and picked it up.

The backpack’s opening was a zipper, and seeing it reminded her of a long scene from her dream.

She easily unzipped it, revealing a few books and notebooks inside.

She had seen these from her second sister and third brother before, so comparing with the book in the teacher’s hand, she took out the Chinese textbook.

Her textbook was custom-made by the system based on information collected from this era, tailored to her age and needs.

The teacher’s lessons also followed the system’s prescribed curriculum.

Starting from Chinese phonetics and moving to subtraction within ten.

Yi Rongkun listened attentively and felt she had heard these lessons somewhere before, though with slight differences.

She tried to recall carefully but remained uncertain.

Still, her progress was remarkably fast.

By the end of one class, she had mastered all the 23 initial consonants and 26 finals of Chinese phonetics and could successfully write them from memory.

In the second class, she learned numbers up to twenty and could perform addition and subtraction within ten correctly.

The tall, handsome teacher was very pleased with her achievements and assigned homework after class:

Chinese: Recite the initials and finals twice each from memory.

Math homework was specially prepared by the teacher, asking her to take her time calculating and write down the correct answers.

Yi Rongkun’s eyes sparkled. “Teacher, am I amazing?”

“You are,” the handsome teacher praised generously, “But don’t get arrogant.”

The little cutie’s cheeks flushed as she looked at the teacher. “Then, will I get a certificate?”

“My second sister and third brother received certificates and prizes when they studied well. Will I get some too?”

The teacher didn’t expect her to want certificates and prizes on her very first day.

He smiled kindly, “Certificates and prizes are given, but only after the midterm and final exam results come out.”

“Oh, okay!”

“Class is over now; you may go home.”

Seeing her understood, the handsome teacher nodded with satisfaction. “Come back tomorrow, and I will teach you new knowledge.”

“Goodbye, Teacher!”

“Goodbye, student.”

After the teacher left, Yi Rongkun woke from her dream, something pressing against her side.

She turned over and found the items she had seen in the dream quietly placed beside her.

“What is this...?”

The system said, “Little darling, these are your beginner’s gift pack rewards and your school supplies. You must study hard.”

“Ah? It’s real?”

She had thought this would fade and blur like the images she saw yesterday.

But now, knowledge seemed to truly fill her mind.

Moreover, on the notebook in front of her, her own childish handwriting formed phonetics and numbers.

“Little sister, are you awake?”

Before Yi Rongkun could figure out what was happening, the mosquito net was lifted from outside, and her mother’s gentle voice sounded, “You can’t sleep any longer.”

“If you sleep too much now, you won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

Liu Guoxiang hung the mosquito net on the hook and turned around, her eyes widening in surprise at the pile of items beside her daughter.

She gasped silently but quickly covered her mouth with her hand.