บท 1143: Charge! Charge! Charge!

This Black-White Game was too unfriendly to people from the Nine Provinces.

The prehistoric times and ancient times were still manageable. At the very least, it was within one's awareness. As long as one had read a lot, they'd be able to understand some stuff. 

However, things were different in the modern world. Even normal light bulbs and cars were things that Song Huigen couldn't understand.

Even if he was the top genius of the Black-White Academy, a new uprising star, he'd still be at a loss.

There was no helping it. This was the knowledge limitations that this era had brought.

It wasn't that Song Huigen hadn't worked hard before. But for someone who only knew traditional Chinese characters, he didn't even know where he should go to learn. He had gone through a lot of effort to scrimp and save up money and had been planning to sign up for classes at a night school, but he had ended up getting scammed.