People in America: My Uncle Don Quixote

Li Wei was stunned, feeling somewhat surprised.

He had originally thought that Don Quixote's sleepwalking would completely disappear after changing his environment, but he never expected his condition to be so serious.

But this is also a good thing for me, Li Wei thought, perhaps it will trigger some more missions.

Uncle, please suffer a little longer and help me improve my stats. I promise I'll take you to see a doctor later!

Li Wei shoved his phone into his pocket, changed his clothes, and rushed downstairs, just in time to run into Don Quixote, who was emerging from his bedroom in brand-new armor.

"It's been years, Knight!"

Don Quixote's very first sentence almost made Livy laugh.

In reality, less than five hours had passed, but in Don Quixote's dream, had Livy been separated from him for several years?

"Hmm... It's been a long time, Sir Knight," Levi paused, "I've been staying here recently, and I'm really sorry to have troubled you."

"That's too polite, Knight Levi," Levi could still see the smugness on his face even with his eyes closed. "I don't mean to boast about being rewarded with a castle, but then again, how does it feel to be here in my castle?"

"How do you feel...?"

Li Wei glanced around the somewhat empty living room, pondered for a moment, and said, "The castle is very comfortable, but I think it's a bit too simple."

"That's right!" Don Quixote puffed out his chest, his armor clanging metallically. "So would you like to come with me on a tour of my castle? I'm looking for a piece of art that I'm happy with."

You have arrived at: Don Quixote's Castle

After Don Quixote defeated the witch, he was granted this land and castle by the duke's widow, where he lived for several years. Recently, he decided to embellish his castle and search for some works of art.

You have received a mission: to add luster and glory.

[Help Lord Knight Don Quixote find a satisfactory work of art and bring it back to the castle.]

[Reward: +0.1 Free Attribute Points]

Having triggered the mission, Li Wei enthusiastically followed the fully armed Don Quixote and stepped out of the small reddish-brown brick building for the first time at night.

After Don Quixote went out, he paused for a moment at the door, as if judging the road and direction.

After a while, he shook his head and walked to the right, with Li Wei following behind him at a leisurely pace.

The night at Bell Ridge is much more peaceful than on 8th Avenue. The neatly trimmed roadside trees cast menacing shadows under the streetlights, and the cool night breeze carries a faint scent of sea salt. Occasionally, one can hear the muffled sound of traffic from the distant overpass and the crashing of waves at the estuary in the distance.

"I wonder what Don Quixote will be thinking of taking back this time," Li Wei thought to himself as he walked with Don Quixote under the streetlights.

He was already quite adept at this kind of late-night "game-hunting" activity, and besides, the security in Bell Ridge was much better than on 8th Avenue. Now he was starting to enjoy this slightly absurd adventure.

After walking three blocks, Don Quixote stopped at a corner.

"Aha!" he exclaimed, as if he had discovered something. "Look there! Knight Levi!"

Li Wei looked in the direction he was pointing, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

It was a gilded plaster lion statue discarded next to a trash can. This type of home decoration, with its distinctly Italian immigrant aesthetic, was common in the area.

Unlike 8th Avenue and Chinatown, where Chinese people are concentrated, the Bell Ridge area is mostly inhabited by Italian immigrants.

"It is pleading with me, it longs to return to its rightful place," Don Quixote said solemnly. "We must take it back to the castle and polish it with the finest silk."

Li Wei stepped forward and looked him up and down.

This thing is probably over a meter tall, with a solid plaster base and metal counterweight, so it looks like it weighs at least 100 kilograms.

Don Quixote went up to it and tried to pick it up and take it away.

"drink!"

However, the knight in his dream clearly did not increase his power. Don Quixote blushed and tried several times but could not take it away.

"Let me do it, Sir Knight," Levi stepped forward and volunteered, "Perhaps I can move it."

He bent down, gripped the base of the lion statue with both hands, and without even activating [Berserk], steadily held the lion statue in his arms.

"If I hadn't neglected my training while governing my territory," Don Quixote said defiantly, standing to the side, "I could have easily moved this statue."

"Hmm," Li Wei replied casually, "Indeed."

Only after the two returned to the red brick building and placed the lion statue in the corner of the living room did Li Wei slowly exhale a breath of stale air.

Carrying over 100 pounds for three blocks would be a really difficult job if he weren't 1.4 meters tall.

[Task Completed: Adding Glory]

You have brought back a work of art for Don Quixote's castle. Lord Don Quixote is extremely pleased with it.

[Reward: +0.1 Free Attribute Point]

"There's no extra reward this time?" Li Wei glanced at Don Quixote, who was kneeling on one knee in front of the lion statue, muttering to himself, and shook his head helplessly.

Did I hurt his pride by bringing the lion statue back in front of him?

Li Wei took a tattered rag, made from Don Quixote's short-sleeved shirt, from the bathroom and handed it to Don Quixote:

"Here you are, Sir," Livy said, "this is the finest silk, which can remove dirt."

"Thank you," Don Quixote said, taking the tattered rag and continuing to mutter, "Clean gauze, wipe the curse off the statue..."

Seeing that Don Quixote had gone to bed too early and might still be up for a while, Li Wei stretched and went back upstairs to add all his attribute points.

Free attribute points: 0.3

He took a deep breath and added two points to his strength.

[Strength 1.6] - [Strength 1.7]

[Strength 1.7] - [Strength 1.8]

The familiar heat surged up his spine once again, an even more violent infusion of power than before. The outline, which was as hard as armor when the power was 1.6, now looked more like a layer of cast iron poured under his flesh.

However, Li Wei frowned inwardly.

He felt a slight sense of unease. Although his strength had increased to 1.8, the gap compared to his agility of 1.4 was too large, making his body feel somewhat heavy, as if there was a disconnect between his neural responses and his muscle bursts.

"It seems that the strategy of pushing the power to 3.0 all at once was wrong. The original idea was to use 3.0 first to drive the development of the next 3.0," Li Wei clenched his fist and muttered to himself. "But it seems that it will be quite uncomfortable in terms of actual physical sensation, and the body cannot withstand it."

It feels like swimming in a pool; you have great strength, but you're not agile enough.

This method of allocating attribute points in a particular area allowed Li Wei to gain a deeper understanding of his body. He changed his strategy and added the remaining 0.1 attribute points to Agility.

Unlike the violent power, this time a cool sensation rose within me.

Agility 1.4 - Agility 1.5

The sluggish, dull feeling vanished instantly. Li Wei felt as refreshed as a cheetah bathing in icy water.

He jumped up on the spot, and his body, which combined 1.8 strength and 1.5 agility, seemed to break free from the constraints of gravity, so light as to rise from the ground in an almost unreal way.

Li Wei didn't even need to fully straighten his arms; his elbows easily touched the 3-meter-high ceiling on the second floor as he rose!

After landing, Li Wei looked up at his arm, then at the ceiling, his heart pounding with emotion.

"Let's find a place to test the strength again tomorrow," he clenched his fist. "I've increased it twice in one go, but I haven't tested it yet."

...

the next day.

When Li Wei had a good night's sleep and went downstairs to get something to eat, he happened to see Don Quixote standing in front of the metal statue that had been moved back the day before, deep in thought.