After spending the entire morning studying, He Wenjie discovered that this skill seemed akin to a pharmacist's ability. He could create various potions he needed based on his consciousness—much like the assorted powders and liquids currently laid out before him. Moreover, the daily quantity he could produce had a limit; his quota for today was already used up, and whatever remained would have to wait until tomorrow for experimentation.
Having spent the morning researching his Golden Finger, He Wenjie hadn't even eaten breakfast. Although he was currently broke, fortunately he could charge it to his room tab, so food and drink posed no problem. He would just have to pay off the expenses with his credit card in a week. What if the credit card got frozen? Well, he would just call and play dead—after all, the He family only had one child, so what could they possibly do to him? When He Wenjie checked in, he used cash because he was afraid his parents might track him down through credit card records.
Over the next few days, He Wenjie occupied himself with studying the Golden Finger, growing increasingly proficient in mastering it. Once familiarized, he realized that this Golden Finger was truly a divine skill—far superior to any he had seen before. If he wanted to, he could literally turn stone into gold to a certain extent. He had tested it: he took a piece of iron he picked up outside and soaked it in the potion provided by the System. Before long, that piece of gold—no, iron—l…
Chapter 228