Do one line, love one line.
Ma Weiyan just liked being a security guard. He avoided so much of life's detours. If he had children, he would certainly think about bringing them into the profession, and with three generations of security guards in the family, they would be a security dynasty. They would stand out wherever they applied for a job.
Room 704.
Lin Fan lay on the bed, looking at the interface.
Add points.
[Name]: Lin Fan.
[Strength]: 18200. (Unlimited)
[Stamina]: 10800. (Unlimited)
[Speed]: 10400. (Unlimited)
[Points]: 8.
He looked at the description behind the points.
Unlimited?
Did it mean growth without restriction, or becoming infinitely stronger?
He didn't care about these numbers.
Being slightly powerful was good enough.
Being able to deal with zombies was all that mattered.
