This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 82.1: No. 0 Industrial Zone Regulation! Life Profession Strengthened?
Chapter 82: No. 0 Industrial Zone Regulation! Life Profession Strengthened?
In the evening, Chu Guang had a long, long dream.
He dreamed that he was playing a game called The Sims. In the game, he went to work and got off work every day without a single day off. Then, one day, a truck came out of nowhere and scared him awake.
"What the hell... I'm working even in my dreams. This is getting crazy."
‘Can't I have a better dream?’
After waking up from the bed, Chu Guang subconsciously reached out and touched his chest, and found that his clothes were soaking wet.
"Is the heater on too high?"
Murmuring, he jumped off the bed and stretched his body. With his joints cracked, he felt very comfortable.
Wait.
Did I level up?
With this thought in his heart, Chu Guang immediately went to the residents' hall to find medical equipment and did a body scan of himself.
Sure enough,his genetic sequence has increased a level, from LV7 to LV8!
[
ID: Chu Guang
Genetic Sequence: administrator
Level: LV.7→LV8
——Basic attributes——
Strength: 10
Agility: 6
Physique: 8
Perception: 7
Intelligence: 6→7
]
"The previous few increases were all under the physical attributes. This time the enhancement was under a mental one?"
Chu Guang moved his arms, and looked at the medical examination form thoughtfully.
"Sure enough, as I guessed, when commanding other clones to fight, my genetic sequence will also grow."
Of course, the attributes panel was only there for reference.
Compared to simply stacking up data, the key was to give full comparison to the advantages of the body's functions.
Just like the creeper last time, although none of its four attributes except intelligence was lower than his, it was finally counter-killed by him.
This was the best example.
"When the players' levels rise to around LV10, I can just treat No. 117 shelter as a dungeon and let them farm the monsters there."
‘I heard that there is an exoframe there.’
Chu Guang just lacked a suit of armor to match his Nitrogen-powered hammer.
By the time the armor and weapons were all ready, he could be called a real humanoid tank. At that time, let alone a creeper, even if the more powerful mutants stand in front of him, they would only be able to tickle him.
Thinking happily in his heart, Chu Guang went to the next room to wake Xia Yan. Ignoring her protest, he urged her to go out to work.
"Can't you let me sleep longer? Your stupid weapon shop has no business at all!"
Standing on the elevator, Xia Yan arranged her messy red hair with her left hand, and complained in a low voice.
"A year's plan starts with spring. A day’s plan starts in the morning. If you don't work hard, how can I live a good life in the future? Don't worry, after this winter, you will have more free time." Chu Guang joked.
Looking at a strand of red hair standing up on the back of her head, he reached out and pressed it down for her twice, "You'd better go to the bathhouse to get some water. This strand of hair is very stubborn."
This woman's cowlick was quite strong. It seemed that she had enough nutrition recently.
Damnit, my obsessive-compulsive disorder...
Originally, Xia Yan was still a little sleepy. As soon as Chu Guang’s fingers touched her scalp, she stiffened like a cat whose tail was stomped on. She jumped to the side in fright, holding a cane alertly in the elevator corner.
"What are you doing!"
Chu Guang shrugged, not bothering to explain anything.
Little Seven, who was watching quietly on the side, raised its camera and stared at Xia Yan, who continually shrank in the corner.
Suddenly, it spoke abruptly.
"According to Little Seven's analysis, the probability that Master is interested in you is less than 99.7%. From the analysis of DNA data, any chromosome stored in the No. 404 shelter gene bank is more attractive and has more reproductive value than your chromosome."
Xia Yan's face instantly turned to the same color as her hair. Staring at the robot in the corner of the wall, she started to laugh like a maniac.
"Ha ha, ha ha ha ha!"
This woman is probably crazy.
