“So, in terms of skills, having the ability to ignore personal defense doesn’t make a skill invincible. Truly invincible skills can only be purple-level skills, like Jordan’s turnaround fadeaway jumper. In fact, throughout NBA history, there have only been five truly invincible purple skills!”

“That’s still a bit out of reach for you. In any case, the Kobe skill you’ve obtained is definitely not bad at all. Even in NBA history, it could rank in the top 20. Especially when you train this skill to the highest level, LV3, the initial hit rate will directly reach 80%. Just think about it—starting from 80% and decreasing with each shot: as long as your luck isn’t terrible, 80%, 75%, 70%, 65%, 60%, 55%—in theory, as long as you make the first shot, there’s a high chance you can hit seven shots in a row. If your luck is even better, the chance of a streak is even higher. Do you still think this skill isn’t powerful enough? Of course, let me remind you: if the skill reaches LV3 and you miss the first shot, there’s also an 80% chance you’ll miss the second one!”

Shocked. After the girl finished speaking, Henry Lincoln felt nothing but overwhelming shock and excitement inside. If things were really as the shameless girl said, then this skill was truly formidable. Of course, at this moment, Henry Lincoln had already ignored the part the girl mentioned about the initial miss rate also being as high as 80%.

“By the way, about the luck value you mentioned earlier—you’ve brought it up before, but why haven’t I seen my luck value on my personal panel? What’s my current luck value?”

After calming down a bit, Henry Lincoln asked again in confusion.

“Luck value is a hidden attribute. Only the system’s main brain—yours truly—can see it. Most people’s luck value fluctuates between 25% and 75%, and it changes almost every second of every day. But your current luck value is 1%. In my system network, your luck value is probably the lowest in history, since the default minimum is 1%. Also, luck value doesn’t represent a person’s character, so don’t take it personally!”

“Why is my luck value so low?”

When he heard that his luck value was 1%, Henry Lincoln’s face turned extremely ugly. He wasn’t a good person, but he definitely wasn’t the worst in history, right? Fortunately, the girl clarified at the end that luck value doesn’t equal personal character, which made him feel a bit better.

“Why is it so low? Isn’t it obvious? You got this chip a little over a month ago and used up all your luck in one go. I remember your luck value was off the charts at 105% back then. I even wondered if you’d been saving up luck your whole life. Your life before this wasn’t that dark, was it?”

FUCK. Faced with the shameless girl’s teasing, Henry Lincoln cursed inwardly, thinking, So what if my life before was dark? What are you going to do about it?

Although he was extremely annoyed, Henry Lincoln didn’t dare show it. He knew that luck value was in this girl’s hands. If she decided to mess with it, he’d really be in trouble.

“How can I increase my luck value—like you said, accumulate luck?”

Finally, Henry Lincoln suppressed his anger and asked again with a pleasant expression.

“It’s simple! Go lose a few million at a casino, donate tens of millions to charity, find a few beggars on the street and treat them to a few meals at a five-star hotel, then arrange their future lives. If you’re an NBA player, you could deliberately go 0-for-100 in a game. After that, your luck will skyrocket. Isn’t it easy?”

Easy, my ass! Before the girl even finished, Henry Lincoln was already at a loss for words in his mind.

Although accumulating luck value was clearly a long and difficult road, obtaining Kobe’s skill had truly given Henry Lincoln a real chance to enter the NBA.

Chapter 7: The Outlier Among Geniuses

June 1, 1993, Chicago, Illinois, USA. As the global center of basketball in recent years, Chicago was now hosting the NBA Eastern Conference Finals in full swing between the city’s pride, the Chicago Bulls, and the New York Knicks. With the series nearing its conclusion, the city had become the focus of the entire world. Everyone was eagerly anticipating the scene of Jordan and the Bulls reaching the Finals for the third consecutive year.

Unlike the intense NBA atmosphere in Chicago at the moment, another gym in the city was filled with a different kind of basketball vibe.

“Aili, you actually made me spend $10,000 to come to this godforsaken place?”

At the Chicago pre-draft combine, Henry Lincoln looked at the bustling crowd around him and the rookie players already warming up on the court for the upcoming physical tests, his face full of discontent.

This training camp was no different from the rookie camps held by regular NBA teams. In fact, you didn’t even have to pay to attend those. Yet Henry Lincoln had spent $10,000 just to get into this Chicago pre-draft combine.