"Manager, why do you say I... why haven't I... hiss... become smarter? Is it because I haven't discovered how I've become smarter?" Betty held her head, inhaling sharply as she washed the chopsticks.
"I think you haven't become smarter at all, you've actually become dumber," Chen Ze said with a serious face, watching Betty. It would be quite troublesome if she turned into a fool one day.
"But I heard that it is still effective." Betty looked troubled, it seemed she needed to find another way to become intelligent.
Chen Ze sighed. If Scholar Syndrome could be so easily acquired, the world might see the emergence of a profession dedicated to using sticks, collectively known as Stick Masters.
Then, based on the success rate of bonking people on the head, they would be divided into Stick Master, Stick King, Stick Emperor, and then they could transform into horses with stick qi... ah no, one hit and you could become a scholar.
