My Extraordinary Achievement Chapter 106
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My Extraordinary Achievement Chapter 106 – Godlike Progress
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Calculated, Meng Fan’s hit rate was not high, barely making 50% of the shots even with +2 accuracy, or 60% if he really tried. It wasn’t because the +2 accuracy were wasted, but because Meng Fan was too big of a noob to begin with.
If regular people had an average success rate of 60%, it would still be really hard to achieve 400 points on a basketball arcade. It didn’t account for Meng Fan being a speed player!
His hand speed was at least five times faster than other people. These 400 points were from his low hit rate, and the balls that bounced out affected the number of times he scored. If these hindrances did not exist and Meng Fan utilized 100% of his hand speed, he could achieve a much higher score, even if his hit rate was low!
Next up, Meng Fan had to decrease the occurrences of these hindrances.
As for precision and accuracy, he would gain these attributes once he finished the [God Tier Pitcher] task. It was more difficult to increase his hand speed, so his best chance was to reduce the number of hindrances. This would also be the most efficient way to increase his experience count.
After gaining another point, Meng Fan intentionally slowed down his scoring speed to find a pattern and rhythm in bouncing off the rim and the spin of the ball. These were the two things that wasted the most time.
A regular rebound was okay, but if it remained in the same spot and bounced for a while, it would heavily affect Meng Fan’s next shot.
Same with the spinning. Each time it spun, it wasted two potential throws. Anymore turns and he would be done.
In comparison, the chances of the ball spinning in the basket were much lower than those of it rebounding.
He felt around, grasping the important principle to allow him to score in the most time-efficient and unhindered manner. It was alright as long as he emptied his mind.
Hehe. Even now, this was still the key to life.
Of course, this scale was something he was used too, and it really could improve his scoring efficiency.
The next three card swipes were all about feeling out the law.
Meng Fan still excelled at maintaining an investigative spirit.
After figuring out the laws, he began to increase his speed. Although the ball still rebounded at the rim and spun, the frequency had decreased. Slowly, he began to accelerate. Meng Fan confirmed that his scoring speed had gone up. It seemed like feeling out the properties and patterns had really helped to increase his accuracy.
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After reaching full speed, because he had to avoid the rebounds and the spins, his accuracy dropped a little, only climbing back up again after some familiarization.
After a break, Meng Fan gave it his all. He managed a score of 424 points, which exceeded the high score on the neighboring machine!
“Big brother you’re so good!”
A small boy was watching Meng Fan, and after watching him for a round, he began clapping. Then with partial flattery in his tone, he pointed to the tickets that had streamed out of the machine. “Big brother, do you need these tickets? If not, can I have them?”
Meng Fan had played almost twenty rounds by now, with all the later ones going to the last level. The number of tickets that had come out was not small, only Meng Fan hadn’t noticed them piling up next to him.
These tickets could be used to exchange for gifts at the counter, particularly stuffed animals. There were also anime figurines that required a copious amount of tickets to exchange, only Meng Fan was not attracted to them in the least.
Although he didn’t appreciate the boy’s flattering attitude and smile, Meng Fan still nodded. These tickets weren’t useful to him.
The boy heard this and was overjoyed, gathering all the tickets into his arms. He then bowed to Meng Fan. This surprised Meng Fan.
“Xiao Yang, come here.”
An eighteen-year-old guy with a sour pink cap was waving at the boy, handing him all the tickets in his hands. The boy happily went to the front desk to deposit his tickets into a card. The sour pink hat guy said to Meng Fan, “This kid is the son of one of the caretakers of the mall. He’s not collecting these tickets for himself, but saving them up to buy toys for kids at the charity house.”
Meng Fan paused.
The sour pink hat guy shrugged his shoulders and laughed. “At the beginning, I didn’t believe it either, but I got used to it, eventually. He comes every day and more than once on weekends. He comes so often all the staff here knows him. Usually, he just collects all the tickets the customers leave behind and occasionally asks for them. I think it’s because you look kind.”
“Really?”
Meng Fan smiled awkwardly. He was really embarrassed. He had just been thinking how inappropriate it was for a kid that young to be flattering people, but… It seems he shouldn’t be so quick to label people.
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The guy with the sour pink hat shrugged and returned to his game.
He had come to explain the situation to Meng Fan out of fear that people would misunderstand the boy. If he hadn’t been there, then there was nothing else he could do, but if he saw it, he was sure to say something. If other people believed him or not, that was up to them.
This episode left an impression in Meng Fan’s heart. He switched to a different shooting machine. He swiped his card and tried to break its highest record.
In the end, he only got 412. He was only 9 points away from the high score of 421.
One more time. 419.
Again. 404.
On the fourth try, he finally broke the record with 426.
He waited for a moment. Hehe, no new tasks were triggered
He switched to another machine for half an hour or so and refreshed the high score of 428 on another machine. Seeing that he was almost there, Meng Fan stopped.
During this, Meng Fan went from failing at the first level to beating the record on two machines. It only took him about three or so hours. His speed of progress was impressive!
Actually, having foundations for physical fitness just didn’t feel the same!
Each round took about three and a half minutes from when the balls were released. Before each round, Meng Fan would take a break before starting the next one. His current physical strength allowed him to get through five rounds no problem; hence, he completed five rounds in less than 25 minutes.
After five rounds, however, Meng Fan would have to rest for 5 to 10 minutes. Comfortably, he could complete ten rounds per hour.
Not counting the first round, Meng Fan did four sets, five rounds each.
The four sets of 5 all had a shooting count of over 300, meaning he threw about 100 a minute. This had brought out the limits of Meng Fan’s hand speed.
Meng Fan set the rim as his target, objectively having a good chance of hitting it. Therefore, the experience he gained from [God Tiered Pitcher] was also quite gratifying.
[God Tiered Pitcher] task phase 3: 5700/10,000.
He was only two hours away from reaching 10,000.
Of course, he couldn’t continue now. Just standing and shooting hoops alone had depleted enough of his energy. If he continued, his efficiency would definitely go down.
Besides, the arcade was closing soon.
This arcade was situated inside a large shopping center, so once the mall closed, the arcade had to as well.
Meng Fan collected the tickets produced by his machines and took them to the front counter. “Hello, do you know a boy named Xiao Yang?” Meng Fan said to the girl at the desk.
The girl took a look at the cluster of tickets in Meng Fan’s hands and smiled. “Did you want to give these to Xiao Yang?”
Meng Fan nodded. It seemed like he wasn’t the only person to do this.
The front desk employee took Meng Fan’s tickets and fed it into a machine, taking out a card from the cabinet. There was a tape on it that said “Xiao Yang.” She then turned to Meng Fan. “You can save them to this card, or save it to your card and transfer it to Xiao Yang next time you see him.”
“I’ll put it in his card.”
Meng Fan trusted her.
After leaving the arcade, Meng Fan took a cab back to his property next to the academy. For him, it was impossible to sleep before 1 a.m because of the +2 night owl ability he had gained. If he returned to school, the lights would be off. There weren’t any good manga to catch up with, might as well go home and draw.
Presently, “Guide to Campus RoMANce” had been updated three times. Since they had saved finished manuscripts, they could publish one a day.
Based on Meng Fan’s current painting speed, he could still update once a week even if the manuscripts didn’t exist. Of course, the premise would be that he would have to spend the whole day drawing, which wasn’t very realistic. Hence, when he had time, he would try to save as many drawings as possible to keep up with updating each day or once every two days.
It was very badass to update a manga daily!
Meng Fan did this so he could draw ten to twelve chapters and finish a volume. He could save money and publish it sooner and find out if this was an acceptable way to complete the task [Manga Artist].
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