Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

【生命值75/75法力值37/65攻击力6护甲0】

[Strength 2 Agility 2 Intelligence 2]

Well, it's still a small panel. The level increase brings a one-point improvement in all attributes. Even with all the attributes added up, it still can't get past the 9-point mark.

But the increase in attribute values gave Shirasaka a completely different feeling. Although it was only a little, if you really counted it, it was equivalent to doubling his own attributes.

Shirasaka clearly felt that the strength he could unleash was much greater than before, and his reaction speed had also made a qualitative leap. As for the improvement in his intelligence...

He could only say that the feeling was not very obvious, which also showed that there was still a certain difference between intelligence and wisdom.

Of course, this intuitive numerical growth also, in a sense, solved a problem that had troubled Shirasaka for many years - that is, what kind of hero he was.

And now it seems.

——I am a versatile person.

Chapter 5 There is a cow!

Compared to the growth in attributes, what is more important to Shirasaka is probably the new skill point that comes with the upgrade.

However, this kind of thing is not easy to experiment outside, so Baisaka could only open the skill icon in the lower right corner after returning to his small home of less than 30 square meters.

What was somewhat beyond Shirasaka's expectations was that the skills that appeared this time were slightly different from the last time, which made him look a little relieved.

How should I put it? This is probably the only conscientious aspect of this golden finger?

You have to know that when Shirasaka reached level one, after clicking on the icon to learn skills, the choices inside were despairing.

Apart from sleeping, the remaining elf self-destructed and the bomber self-destructed, which are not options that normal humans can choose.

If the options cannot be refreshed, it means that I will probably have to keep adding points to the skill of sleeping.

Although this might allow him to become a hypnotist and help people experience quality sleep, as a golden finger, this is a bit too disappointing.

Now, Shirasaka at least has other options and has some hope for the future.

After carefully observing the three skills that were newly added to the skill learning column, Shirasaka patiently considered them.

[Training Tauren: Consumes 280 gold coins and 80 wood to train a 5-population Tauren]

[Strike Aura (Aura Skill): Level 1, increases the attack power of allied units by 10%]

[Resistant Skin (Passive Skill): Reduces the duration of negative effects on the player and makes them immune to most magical effects.]

Shirasaka had actually understood that non-hero unit skills could appear in his skill pool when he first learned skills, but when he saw the three abstract skills that randomly appeared this time, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

It's fine to have White Tiger's Assault Aura, which is considered one of the strongest in World of Warcraft, but what the hell is this "Train Tauren"? So anything that can appear on the control panel counts as part of the skill pool, right?

Restraining the urge to complain, Shirasaka took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

First of all, the powerful attack aura is definitely the first thing I have to pass. Although each aura brings a qualitative change to the battlefield, the prerequisite is that I have to have friendly forces.

What's more, the added damage is long-range damage. In a modern setting, Shirasaka couldn't think of any other original means besides guns.

The question is, now that you have a gun, do you still care about the 10% damage?

The second thing is the training of the Minotaur. Not to mention that if Shirasaka really summons a Minotaur, how should he hide it from being discovered?

The cost of 280 gold coins and 80 wood alone was enough to discourage him.

Shirasaka had tried it before, and found that there was no way to convert real-world coins into the gold coins on his panel. In other words, if he wanted to build soldiers, he had to find a way to get real gold before he could recharge it.

As for things like population, there is no need to mention it. Shirasaka is still red 5/0. Maybe when he can draw some population buildings, he will consider skills in this area.

Well, of course, Shirasaka would never admit that the reason she didn't want to choose it was because it had a cow.

This is a real minotaur. How can a pure love warrior like him feel?

After thinking about it, Shirasaka felt that he only had one last option left.

Although he could also use this precious skill point to upgrade his sleep ability, compared to increasing the sleep time by 20 seconds, it is more cost-effective to learn a new skill.

Even Shirasaka himself wasn't sure whether there was such a thing as magic in this world, and what the negative effects were. But it's better to be prepared in advance than to have nowhere to learn it later, right?

After considering for a long time, Shirasaka finally allocated the skill points decisively to the resistance skin. Although he could actually save the points for more options later, considering that he is still a rookie now, it is more realistic to improve himself as the top priority.

Moreover, passive skills may not be a bad thing in the environment you live in. After all, being able to resist being hit and falling is always more covert than leading a blizzard in person.

Given the nature of this cheater, Shirasaka couldn't even imagine how fancy the special effects would be if he learned how to make a meteor shower and put it there.

By then, he might not just be captured and sliced up as a guinea pig for research. I'm afraid his crime level will exceed the five-star limit and he will be directly hit by missiles.

Shirasaka just wants to live a peaceful and comfortable life, but she doesn't have the kind of middle school determination to rule the world.

As a person who has died once, Shirasaka dare not gamble whether he will have a second chance of reincarnation. What he pursues is to live his current life steadily and well.

The newly acquired passive skill did not make Shirasaka feel any changes in his body. He thought that at least his skin would become rough, or no physical changes appeared. It was as if the skill had not been upgraded at all, and nothing happened.

Unconvinced, Shirasaka turned over and stood up, punching the air in front of him several times. Only after he heard the wind generated by the rapid punches did he confirm that he was not hallucinating.

This improvement in strength and agility is literally doubled, so maybe I can consider trying a job in the sports field?

At least my physical fitness is twice that of an ordinary person. Even if I can't be a superman, I can at least be considered an enhanced soldier.

But after thinking for a moment, Shirasaka gave up this plan. Those who engage in sports inevitably have to undergo physical examinations and other things, although Shirasaka is sure that his golden finger will definitely not be detected.

But this physical fitness will not lie. Now all the attributes have just doubled. When the attributes are higher later, it will definitely not be hidden.

Therefore, it would be better to do something that can make money behind the scenes, without showing up in public, and naturally you don’t have to worry about being exposed.

At this moment, Shirasaka only hated that his memory was still unreliable. Otherwise, if he could remember all the online novels and comics he had read in his previous life, he would not have become a plagiarist and would not have fallen into such a helpless situation now.

Alas, at this point, Baisaka can only hope that he can get skills like plundering and alchemy. As long as he can get these two magical skills, he won't have to worry about money in the future.

It is a well-known fact that when a person does not need to worry about money, there will not be many things in this world that can cause him trouble.

Chapter 6 Isn't this right?

After finally verifying the improved attributes after his upgrade, Shirasaka calmed down his joy, then lay back on his bed and carefully began to review the events of the middle-aged man who had set himself on fire.

Shirasaka thought he wasn't the type to meddle in other people's business, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that, at least from the moment that guy set himself on fire, his series of reactions had been abnormal.

At least Shirasaka had never seen anyone who could chase him across the market while covered in flames. If he didn't have the sleeping magic as a golden finger, he would have been taken away by this guy's deathrattle.

And judging from the look in that guy's eyes at the end, which seemed like he wanted to eat him up, his goal has always been very clear, which is to burn with him.

But even though Baisaka thought about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out how he had offended these unusual guys.

Shirasaka had considered a long time ago that this world was not as ordinary as he had imagined. For example, the name of Kamihama City sounded like déjà vu. If Shirasaka had not repeatedly confirmed that there were no rumors or traces of Mahou Shochu in this city, he would have moved out long ago.

As for monsters and demons, although Shirasaka has never seen them, it does not mean that he thinks that such things do not exist in this world. After all, he himself has a golden finger, so it is reasonable for other things to appear.

"I can't figure it out. Who did I offend? If all else fails, I'll have to investigate the identity of the guy who set himself on fire."

Turning over from the bed, Shirasaka quickly determined his future plans. He was pursuing a comfortable life, but that didn't mean he liked to passively defend himself. Instead of waiting for others to cause trouble for him, he preferred to deal with the trouble before that.

The only thing to be thankful for right now is that Shirasaka has at least found a way to level up. It must be said that the experience points given by killing people are much more generous than those given by killing fish.

Even Shirasaka began to wonder if his golden finger was encouraging him to become the King of the West, just killing people all the way. After all, killing people can make him stronger, and becoming stronger can help him kill more people. Isn't this an excellent virtuous circle?

It’s a pity that Shirasaka thought that he had no intention of becoming such a bloodthirsty madman. After a slight impulse in his heart, he decisively put the idea behind him.

But this may also indicate that the source of this experience is likely related to the level and strength of the killed unit. As for the specific details, Shirasaka feels that he needs to continue to find a way to confirm it.

Thinking that he might be able to try his hand at the nearby bad guys when he has time, to see if he could gain experience by simply defeating them and making them unable to move, rather than killing them, Shirasaka's fists were eager to try.

Previously, because his attribute values were too low, Shirasaka was not sure that he could defeat those thugs who were uneducated, made a living by fighting, and who generally spawned in groups with his own abilities and combat experience.

As for now, it's different. With all his attributes doubled, Shirasaka can easily defeat not only ten people, but at least one or two thugs without any damage.

"Maybe I can find some time to study in the fighting club or kendo club at school. Firstly, I can find a way to collect some credits or something. Secondly, I can also practice my fighting skills. Otherwise, it's easy to suffer losses if I just rely on my physical fitness."

After pinching his chin and making all the plans for the future, Shirasaka lay back on his bed peacefully and closed his eyes with a relaxed look on his face.

There are too many things to think about and too many things to happen. The most important thing now is to take a rest.

There is probably nothing more important than sleeping.

But unfortunately, things don't always go as planned. Just when Baisaka closed his eyes and wanted to relax his mind with a good sleep, there was a rustling sound from above his head, similar to that of a mouse gnawing on the wall.

Under normal circumstances, Shirasaka wouldn't have paid much attention to this voice, but unfortunately, at this moment, he understood that the attribute improvement could also bring negative effects to him in some aspects.

For example, right now, if the voice above his head didn't stop, Shirasaka didn't think he could lie peacefully in bed.

"It's almost midnight, how come someone is still awake and making trouble at home?"

Shirasaka sat up from the bed, covering his face with his hands, feeling a headache. After muttering something in a low voice, he stood up and walked towards the door and the stairs leading upstairs.

When it's time to speak up, one should make things clear. As long as the truth is on his side, Shirasaka doesn't see any reason to keep going.

This three-story apartment located in the outer ring of Kamihama City is not high, but there is more than one tenant like Shirasaka. However, due to the fact that the transportation is not very convenient and the house is quite old, most people rarely consider such a place.

At least in Shirasaka's impression, apart from the elderly couple living downstairs, there is only an office worker next door to his house.

Apart from that, Shirasaka really had no memory of when a new tenant arrived on the third floor.

However, Shirasaka also knew that he had never been strong in terms of neighborhood relations. He was just an acquaintance with other tenants at most. There were not many people here, and it really had little to do with him.

Of course, if the other party is disturbing others in the middle of the night, that’s another matter.

Following the dim corridor lights, Shirasaka climbed up to the third floor. Looking at the room on the floor above his own, whose door was filled with black garbage bags filled with rubbish, he couldn't help but frown.

The rules in Neon are completely different when it comes to garbage classification. It's not just a matter of throwing the garbage into any trash can. Not only do you need to throw it away at a fixed time and place, but you also have to do the corresponding classification. If you make a mistake, you will face fines and accusations. It can only be said that there are really too many inexplicable rules.

But the garbage piled up in the corridor right now is a bit too much, isn't it? Isn't this person afraid of being kicked out by the landlord?

Walking around the garbage bag at the door with some disgust, Shirasaka hesitated for a moment, but decided to go forward and knock on the closed door.

Regardless of whether the landlord cares about the other party or not, as long as the other party doesn't throw garbage at his doorstep and the stench doesn't spread over, Shirasaka doesn't have the energy to care about these things.

He just needs to ask the other party to be quiet at night and stop making those strange noises.

As for why the light in the corridor at the entrance of this house was broken, and the strange patterns on the door that looked like murals, Shirasaka naturally ignored them.

Look at this pile of garbage at the door. If there is no human living inside, just eat it.

Besides, even if the other person is not a human, that is not a reason to disturb others. Shirasaka will not tolerate him. He should give him a good lecture if he needs to be reminded.

What was beyond Baisaka's expectation was that the moment his hand was about to touch the door with strange patterns engraved on it, he clearly felt a chill inexplicably crawling up his spine, making him inexplicably want to turn around and run away.

But soon, this strange feeling subsided, as if it had never appeared and was just his own illusion.

Shirasaka's raised hand stopped in mid-air. After a long time, he turned around and walked towards the stairs to go home, as if he had made some kind of decision.

The most important thing for a person is to believe in superstition. Why do the cannon fodder in horror movies die? In most cases, it is because they do not believe in superstition, and the final result is that they kill themselves.

On second thought, if it's just a small quarrel, then I can just wait until tomorrow morning. If it doesn't work, I can just report it to the landlord. I don't have to do it myself. Wouldn't that solve the problem?

Taking a deep breath, Shirasaka felt his thoughts become clear, a smile playing on his face, and even his steps back home became lighter.

But then, a sound even harsher than before rang out from the room behind him, instantly causing Shirasaka's smile to twist.

Damn it, when I think about having to fall asleep listening to this kind of noise all night, even if my uncle can tolerate it, my aunt can’t!

Turning around like a ghost, Shirasaka rushed to the tightly closed door, stretched out his hand, and knocked hard on the door.

The knocks on the door broke the silence in the dark night, and the rustling sounds coming from inside the door finally stopped.

Then, there was a sound as if something was rushing over in a panic, causing the furniture to fall over, and the strange door in front of Shirasaka was opened by someone.

"Hello, I'm your neighbor. No matter what your reason is, could you please be a little quieter at night and not make so much noise? I have things to do tomorrow and really need some quiet time to rest. Could you please cooperate?"

Before he could see clearly what the person who was greeting him looked like, Shirasaka had already politely stated the reason why he did so.

Let me put it here first. If the other party is unreasonable, it will be convenient for him to use some unreasonable methods to deal with it.

However, when Shirasaka saw the figure of the person who opened the door for him with the help of the light coming from the other room, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and let out a classic "Fuck" in surprise.

There was no other reason, it was just that the pair of thunders were too dazzling.

"Fuck~milky?"

Is there something wrong with the way this world is opened? Is the Holy Grail War about to begin?

Chapter 7: So You Also Play...

It's really not Baisaka's fault for complaining. The person who was standing at the door with a puzzled look on his face, holding the door with both hands, but still able to see a pair of mountain-like figures standing out, was really too similar to someone in his memory.

Whether it was the long dark purple hair, the long hair that reached down to the calves, or the figure that was so sinful that one glance at it was enough to confirm what he was thinking.

Not to mention, at this moment she was wearing a tight-fitting outfit like a leotard, with purple breasts hanging in front of her chest, which made people want to uncover it and find out what was inside.