"Qiuqiu, open the player panel."
Qi Xu brushed his teeth while excitedly glancing at the panel. All three core stats had increased by a solid 26 points, looking particularly impressive.
[Player: Qi Xu, 24 years old
ID: 8866620010608
Nickname: Invincible Black Whirlwind
Title: 〖Heartless Little Kid〗
Survival Coins: 1201
Vehicle: Level 4 Modified Garbage Truck (equipped with full autonomous driving system)
Health: 83 (Slight blood deficiency, recommended to replenish.)
Fatigue: 56 (Remember to rest in time.)
Strength: 89 (+3) (You’re a real-life Barbie doll with muscles!)
Stamina: 76 (+3) (Athlete-level, impressive!)
Agility: 81 (+3) (Light on your feet, quick reflexes!)
Resilience: 40 (You’re the ultimate glass cannon. If a monster so much as taps you, you’re probably done for.)
Combat Rating: 85 (Wow, attack power maxed out, almost no weaknesses—except your resilience is downright pathetic! Can you even survive a single hit from a monster?!)
Seeing the resilience stat, Qi Xu’s smile vanished. He’d completely forgotten—there was no external way to boost resilience. The only way was through slow, painful training, taking hits over and over.
But now that his core stats had jumped, the monsters he’d face would also scale in difficulty. Yet his resilience was still pitifully low… Qi Xu felt a wave of dread.
Unless he could land a one-hit kill every time, a single counterattack from a monster would leave him severely wounded if he failed to dodge.
He smacked his forehead in frustration. Yesterday’s excitement had clearly clouded his judgment.
But what’s done was done. Regret wouldn’t help—he needed a solution, fast.
The one silver lining? These stats were nearly on par with his late-game levels in the previous playthrough. So, he was familiar with the monsters he’d encounter at this stage.
He also knew their weaknesses. Plus, with the 〖I Have X-Ray Vision〗 title bonus, short-term survival shouldn’t be an issue. For high-tier loot boxes, he’d use his three inspection chances to verify safety before opening them.
Once he’d thought it through, Qi Xu’s panic subsided.
Now, he just had to figure out how to quickly boost his resilience in a short time.
Just then, a private message popped up.
Chief Pretty Official: "I’ve thought long and hard, and I need to clear the air. After getting together with my girlfriend, I did some shady things—mostly because of the pressure. Supporting two people, plus her constant demands… That’s on me, I admit it. I sincerely apologize to everyone.
But what happened yesterday? I just don’t get it.
First, Warwolf009 terrorized my girlfriend in the dungeon, then refused to give her even a single Frostbloom. Then, WatchMeSlapYou randomly DMed her, spamming over a dozen hate messages.
Isn’t that going too far? Did I do something to provoke you? Come at me if you must, but leave my girlfriend out of it.
I might not be the strongest, but this is a survival game. Anyone can rise to the top. I demand an explanation for these two incidents.
If we’re not on the same page, fine. But if you’re bullying my girlfriend out of spite, I won’t stand for it. I’m still a man—I’ve got some pride."
Qi Xu stared at the messages, his expression morphing into the classic "old man squinting at phone" meme.
Finally…
Invincible Black Whirlwind: "Who’s your girlfriend?"
Chief Pretty Official: "??? Are you seriously playing dumb?"
Invincible Black Whirlwind: "Are you challenging me? Fine. Anytime, anywhere."
The moment Qi Xu took a hard stance, Chief Pretty Official immediately backed down.
"No, no, Boss Whirlwind, don’t misunderstand! I was just emotional earlier—I was too angry. Why drag my girlfriend into this?"
Qi Xu screenshotted the chat and posted it in their small group.
When the leaderboard updated, it did display the nicknames of the two players involved. But Qi Xu had only skimmed it, confirming they were strangers before moving on. He genuinely hadn’t paid attention.
Warwolf009 also shared a chat log in the group.
Chief Pretty Official: "I want you to apologize to my girlfriend and return her stat-boosting pills. I used to respect your pre-game profession—don’t ruin that image."
Warwolf009 replied diplomatically, urging him to verify the facts with his girlfriend first.
WatchMeSlapYou, however, perked up. "Nice! Today’s KPI quota is secured! You guys don’t get it—finding someone to curse out ten times a day is tough. Even I have standards!"
Old White Dragon: "Damn, the audacity! I’ve got a Location Card. Who wants to go ‘talk’ to him? Or should I?"
Warwolf009: "Sell me the card. I’ll handle it—this mess is mine."
Invincible Black Whirlwind: "It’s not that serious. But in a survival game, you’ve gotta be ruthless."
Warwolf009: "Got it. I should’ve been harsher from the start—no need to spare feelings."
He sent Chief Pretty Official a new message, laying out the full story of that day’s incident.
Finally, Chief Pretty Official understood. Having been in the group for a while, he knew Warwolf009’s character—he wasn’t the type for petty revenge.
But after exiting the dungeon yesterday, his girlfriend had sobbed her way over, wasting a Location Card. In the heat of the moment, he’d been too furious to question her story—especially after being kicked from the group.
He’d jumped straight to demanding justice from Invincible Black Whirlwind, hoping to reclaim the stat pills and maybe some extra compensation.
Now, realizing the truth, he was mortified. Any ties with Qi Xu’s inner circle were irreparably severed.
At least Warwolf009 wasn’t as hot-headed as Old White Dragon—if he’d pissed off the latter, blood would’ve been shed…
The more Chief Pretty Official thought about it, the more anxious he grew, clutching his items in hesitation.
In the end, he apologized—flowery words, but Qi Xu knew better. This guy and his troublemaker girlfriend couldn’t stay.
He knew too much: Little Master Chef was weak but resource-rich, Iron Shirt’s real appearance, Old White Dragon’s ties to the tavern, Magic Boy’s truck vehicle…
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