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Chapter 15 - Allocating Points

 

Translator: CinderTL

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Night.

 

The neon lights of the bustling city illuminated the surroundings, with the shadows of old buildings rising and falling.

 

Chen Feng stood in the bathroom, letting the warm water pour down on him.

 

Under the dim yellow light, the sound of water droplets falling echoed, the lines of his muscle surface becoming increasingly defined.

 

"Is this the feeling of becoming stronger...?"

 

Chen Feng tilted his head and wiped his hair, the scene from earlier in the supermarket flashing in his mind.

 

If he were just an ordinary person, the outcome today would have been obvious.

 

But in reality, there are no "ifs."

 

He was no longer the weak person he once was.

 

The meaning of practicing martial arts had become more tangible, and it provided him with more motivation and insight.

 

"However, I must not let my guard down."

 

"That Zhao Jin might be involved in this. He could possibly retaliate in private..."

 

The thought crossed his mind, and Chen Feng picked up a towel to dry his body and hair.

 

He felt no regret or fear.

 

What was done, was done. Even if it happened again, he would act the same way.

 

That was the cashier's duty (TL/N: It's not), as well as his own principle.

 

Moreover...

 

His knuckles cracked as he clenched his fist, his eyes growing more intense.

 

Let him come for revenge, he would take them all down.

 

With that thought, he stopped letting his mind wander.

 

His stomach growled twice. After working the whole night and even getting into a fight, he still felt somewhat hungry despite having dinner earlier.

 

When hungry, he couldn't sleep—this was a long-standing habit of his.

 

Rip!

 

He quickly took a bag of bread and an energy bar from the fridge, tore off the packaging, and ate them one after the other.

 

The feeling of fullness surged up. Only then did he brush his teeth and lie down heavily on the bed.

 

Fatigue hit him, and downstairs, there seemed to be the sounds of a drunk man cursing.

 

Chen Feng's consciousness sank quickly, and soon everything spun as he fell into the dream world once again.

 

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Buzz!

 

Mist floated down the street, with plants on both sides withered.

 

A single-story villa, dimly lit, with rotting brick pillars and pits, still showed traces of black marks.

 

"This time, I'm not in the house?"

 

Chen Feng stood outside the iron gate, looking at the cobblestone yard and the stone-brick road leading to the villa's door, feeling a bit surprised.

 

He had expected to find himself in the small room like before, entering this place from the bed.

 

But now, he appeared directly outside the dream's exit point.

 

"It's like a checkpoint from games..."

 

"Once you leave a certain range, you create a new save point?"

 

Chen Feng tried to understand it using a gaming mindset and roughly grasped the concept.

 

He then looked at his hands and feet.

 

The knuckle-dusters were still tightly gripped, and his white sneakers, fitting his feet, were firmly planted on the ground.

 

He checked his waist, and the leather-wrapped dagger was still where it had been.

 

Everything was exactly the same as when he left.

 

Thinking deeply, Chen Feng didn't bother diving deeper into the logic of it all.

 

Dream time was precious, and he had not forgotten his goal for entering.

 

"New light orb..."

 

He squinted his eyes and looked across the street.

 

There was a six-story apartment building, and now, as the mist dissipated, he could vaguely see the red bricks on its surface.

 

Several windows in the rooms were still lit, and the open balcony faced the road.

 

The bottom floor had a small yard, and the iron gate had white-painted walls on either side, about two meters tall.

 

"It's here."

 

Chen Feng's eyes flickered as he looked at the third floor of the apartment.

 

His perception talent, besides detecting hostility, allowed him to more clearly perceive his own changes.

 

It also enabled him to feel the spiritual and mental residues within a certain range.

 

Whether it was when he left the dream last time or now, he had an instinctive feeling that there must be a light orb inside the apartment.

 

Especially now, with most of the mist gone, his instinct made it clear that the third floor was the target area.

 

"Let's give it a try."

 

"Even if there are faceless monsters like last time, I'm not incapable of dealing with them."

 

After thinking for a moment, Chen Feng decided not to waste time. He tightened his grip on the knuckle-duster and started moving.

 

The apartment's ground-floor yard gate was half open, and Chen Feng, dressed in black t-shirt and shorts, walked towards the dim hallway.

 

Tap, tap!

 

In the dim light, his footsteps echoed softly.

 

The motion-sensor lights on the stairs turned on one after another, illuminating his figure—the man with the knuckle-duster in hand, dressed in black.

 

"Third floor..."

 

Chen Feng's goal was clear, his eyes alert as he made his way to the third-floor sensing area.

 

Soon, he reached the corner of the stairs.

 

This was the hallway to the third floor. There was a cement guardrail over a meter high on the side, with colorful tiles covering the top.

 

Six rooms were arranged in a row, and at the far end, there was what seemed to be a public restroom, a faint unpleasant odor leaking out.

 

Tap!

 

As Chen Feng stepped forward, the hallway lights flickered on.

 

He reached the first room, which had a dark brown security door.

 

The door was half open, and no lights were on inside.

 

Chen Feng carefully inhaled and pushed the door open fully.

 

The light from the hallway illuminated the room, and Chen Feng roughly saw the layout inside.

 

A living room, a sofa, a coffee table, a flat-screen TV...

 

An ordinary, mundane scene. Chen Feng felt around the doorframe and pressed a switch.

 

Click!

 

The light turned on, a bit too bright.

 

Chen Feng squinted instinctively, quickly realizing the room was empty as well.

 

He wiped his hand across the coffee table, and the thin dust clung to his hand—obviously, no one had cleaned in a while.

 

Confused, he didn't linger.

 

He opened the other rooms in the house, only to find no results.

 

"The light orb isn't here."

 

Chen Feng figured out the situation.

 

His perception talent only gave him a direction and range, not pinpoint accuracy.

 

"However..."

 

He turned towards the wall at the back of the bedroom. His sensing power became even stronger.

 

"Since it's not here, I'll continue searching in this direction."

 

"It must be nearby."

 

Taking advantage of this intuition, he quickly left the room and kept searching.

 

Finally, in the bedroom of the second house, his eyes brightened as he saw the object he was looking for.

 

Three light orbs.

 

Two were light red, one was white.

 

The former floated over the bed, while the latter hovered near the half-open window.

 

"I hit the jackpot!"

 

Chen Feng's expression lit up with joy. He hadn't expected to find three light orbs.

 

Without hesitation, he moved quickly and touched them one by one.

 

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[You have picked up a (Limit-Breaking Light Orb)!] 

[Limit-Breaking Light Orb: The Residual Will of a Martial Artist] 

[Quality: Primary] 

[Effect: Can somewhat enhance martial arts skill proficiency]

 

... 

 

[You have picked up a (Attribute Light Orb)!] 

[Attribute Light Orb: The Spiritual Residue of an Extraordinary Being] 

[Quality: Primary] 

[Effect: Using it will increase 0.5 points of any of the four basic attributes, effect distribution is random]

 

...

 

The information of the three orbs appeared: two Limit-Breaking Light Orbs and one Attribute Light Orb.

 

Without hesitation, Chen Feng used the Attribute Light Orb first.

 

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Buzz!

 

In an instant, his body heated up as if warm currents flowed into his cells.

 

[Strength: 8.9 → 9.0] 

[Agility: 8.7] 

[Constitution: 8.6 → 8.8] 

[Willpower: 9.1 → 9.3]

 

"Agility didn't get any...and strength only increased by 0.1..."

 

Chen Feng glanced at his stats. Although a bit disappointed, he was still satisfied.

 

Any increase was a good thing.

 

Moreover...

 

"Strengthening my constitution brings many benefits. It affects recovery, resistance, endurance, and more."

 

"And willpower, it should relate to mental strength. I feel like my thoughts are clearer, and I have more control over negative emotions..."

 

Quietly sensing his changes, Chen Feng used his perception talent to detect all the subtle improvements.

 

He nodded quietly and quickly used another Limit-Breaking Light Orb.

 

"Enhance!"

 

(End of the Chapter)

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