Since the first time I got this system, the so-called six-dimensional capability module has always been only five-dimensional.

The sixth dimension's [Psychic Ability] has not been open to missions.

However, the stats in it can also be improved in other missions.

For example, in the first three-point shooting task, Li Liang's ability to resist pressure has been slightly improved.

This mental ability is like a little dessert after a meal, and it is rewarded occasionally.

After the reward, Li Liang couldn't detect any effect.

The key ball didn't get any more accurate – he always used skills or props anyway.

The heart has not gotten bigger either, his heart is already strong enough, the legend is too psychologically healthy, lacking people who are beaten by society.

In the four years of his career, he has never disappointed in key moments and important matches.

So Li Liang has never paid much attention to this dimension, and it has no impact on the real game anyway.

Li Liang doesn't care much about the above values, what is the ability to resist pressure, the ability to work at critical moments, it doesn't feel right at all.

His [Critical Moment] ability value is only 15 points? Are you kidding me?

Even if there are no props and skill bonuses, Li Liang is very stable and terrifying at critical moments.

In the recent EPSN poll of "who are you willing to give the ball to at the critical moment", Li Liang even overtook Michael Jordan to become the most trusted key ball shooter in the eyes of fans.

However, the system son is still very trustworthy.

The sudden start of this project must have its significance.

Li Liang thought about it, but still chose the [Spiritual Ability] dimension.

Then there were no small items for him to choose from, but went directly to the task space.

It was pitch black all around, and for a long time, there was no response.

", stuck?"

I was worried that I would be locked up inside and couldn't get out, but the surroundings finally lit up.

He found himself in an attic, sleeping in a bed.

"Damn, how come there is a bed? What is this task? Li Liangxin was shocked, and hurriedly touched his body, everything was normal.

He was wearing a tank top and shorts, and he should have gotten out of bed after a good night's sleep.

There's a bed next to your own bed, and you have a roommate?

But this place doesn't look like a dormitory.

There are no subtitles in front of me, and the system does not assign tasks to itself.

Is it not triggered yet?

"There's no bug in the system, right?"

There was a bug in the system before, and then he was given a chance to experience the almighty king.

"No matter, get up and see what's going on."

Li Liang heard that there seemed to be movement downstairs, so he got up from the bed, saw that there were clothes on the chair, and put them on and went up and down the stairs.

This dress feels a bit old-fashioned, like it was worn by my father's generation.

When I got downstairs, Li Liang found that it seemed to be a restaurant.

This arrangement, this decoration...... How does it feel familiar?

Li Liang was still stunned, what the hell is this system doing? Why don't you post me a task?

Why did you bring me to a restaurant and let me be a little Chinese master?

"Up, Guoyang? Come down and have breakfast. There was a voice in my ears.

Li Liang turned his head and saw that a middle-aged man was talking to him, what did he call himself, Guoyang?

This name is so familiar...... And the face of this middle-aged man is also very familiar.

Li Liang suddenly thought of something, and ran out of the restaurant, and as soon as he pushed the door open, a noisy sound came from outside.

A street, a Chinese-style street, is Chinatown!

Then I turned my head and looked at the signboard of the restaurant, in large Chinese, "Ganjia Restaurant!" ”

"Damn, how did I get to my cousin's house?"

Li Liangzhi was very surprised, he remembered this restaurant, in San Francisco's Chinatown, the restaurant run by his cousin Gan Guoyang, Ganjia Restaurant.

Every time he goes to Auckland to play, Li Liang will find time to come here to take a spin.

Li Liang was very impressed by this cousin, who was taller than himself.

Every time I see him, Li conscience will have a thought, "It's a pity that my cousin doesn't go to play basketball".

With that body, bearing, and big hands, I feel like a basketball master.

But the two communicated a few times, and my cousin always said that he liked basketball very much, but unfortunately he didn't have that talent.

When he was in high school, his coach asked him to go to a tryout, but unfortunately, he didn't pass.

Later, he concentrated on studying, and then because it was not easy for Chinese to find a job in the United States, and his younger brother was unwilling to be a chef, he had to inherit the family business.

Li Liang also thought in his heart that if he didn't have the help of the system, it was estimated that he would be the same as his cousin, and he could only go back to inherit the family business and sell tractors.

What's going on now, and why did the system send me here?

At this time, the middle-aged man chased after him and said, "Guoyang, what's wrong with you, why did you run out?" ”

Li Liang knew that this was his cousin Gan Youwei, a kind old man with excellent cooking skills.

It is also the treasure of the Ganjia restaurant, anyway, every time Li Liang goes to the Ganjia restaurant to eat, he has to cook a few specialty dishes himself.

"Oh... No, it's nothing, my mind is a little messy, I slept in a daze yesterday. Li Liang explained.

"Haha, I haven't gotten used to it when I first arrived in the United States, and I haven't adjusted yet, right? Come in and have breakfast. ”

So, Li Liang went into the store to have breakfast together.

In addition to Gan Youwei, there is also cousin Gan Bingguang and cousin Gan Youtang.

Li Liang did not meet Gan Bingguang, he died in the nineties.

Thinking of the era, Li Liang hurriedly asked Gan Youwei, "Table... Dad, what time is it today? ”

"You kid, today is the 29th... Oh no, now we should use US time, or US Pacific Time, June 28th. ”

"How many years?" Li Liang asked again.

"Oh, you're so confused, 1981!"

Li Liang listened, 1981? Oops, it doesn't feel like it's early enough.

If you change to someone else wearing it all at once, you will definitely be surprised.

But Li Liang is different, this product is well-informed, and he has gone to more time and space.

I went to play in the 50s, and in 1981 there was nothing remarkable.

What he was curious about now was, when he came to this plane, what mission would the system send him?

What do these tasks have to do with one's own mental ability?

Halfway through eating, a fat man entered the store and shouted "Grandpa, Dad" to Gan Bingguang and Gan Youtang.

He is about 185 tall, and he is the son of Gan Youtang, the younger brother of Gan Guoyang who has never met, Gan Guohui.

Gan Guohui and Li Liang also said hello, and Li Liang found that he had a net bag in his hand with a basketball in it.

Basketball, finally has something to do with basketball.

Sure enough, after eating a little something, Gan Guohui stared at Li Liang with dripping eyes, and then said, "Cousin, can you play basketball?" ”

Li Liang thought to himself, Lao Tzu is the MVP of the NBA, you ask me this question?

"Ahem, a little." Li Liang was also modest.

"Okay, you can play ball with me later, and teach Chen Xing that kid a lesson."

Li Liang agreed, and he didn't know who this Chen Xing was.

After breakfast, the two went out and walked in San Francisco in 1981.

Li Liang found that this TM seems to be no different from San Francisco in 2016?

It seems that the development of urban construction in the United States is really slow.

The two chatted all the way to a basketball court in San Francisco's Union Square, where a Chinese boy was waiting.

It's very hidden, it's a small ball basket, and there are no lines on the ground, it's just an open space.

"This is it, the rest of the place is all black, we are too vegetable, we usually play here."

As he spoke, Gan Guohui threw the ball to his friend, the boy named Chen Xing.

This boy named Chen Xing jumped high, and there was an air relay, which seemed to be a very good bullet jump.

"That's good, the air relay." Li Liang exclaimed, this boy is not very tall.

"Aerial relay? That's a good translation. Li Liang spoke in Chinese, Gan Guohui listened.

Li Liang remembered that in 1981, some basketball terms had not yet been translated into Chinese.

Chen Xing came over after dunking, said hello to Li Liang, chatted a few words, and threw the ball to Li Liang.

"Try?" Chen Xingdao.

Li Liang touched the basketball in his hand and felt that something was wrong.

Why is this ball in my hand different from before?

Li Liang decided to vote for one.

For Li Liang, shooting is like instinct.

His talent is superb, even without the help of the system.

As a result, Li Liangqiu shot, and with a "bang" sound, it hit the neck of the basket.

didn't enter, Li Liang himself was surprised.

What surprised him was not that he didn't go in, but that he didn't feel it at all when he shot.

The feeling of shooting is gone.

"It's over, what about my skills?"

This question arose in Li's conscience, and he realized that his ball skills might have disappeared in this mission.