Game Invasion: A new term for each level

On a tree at the east gate of the cemetery.

Ji Wei took off her sunglasses and carefully wiped them clean.

Put it back on your face.

There was a moment of silence.

He touched his chin. "Interesting."

Ji Wei is considered a pillar of the Administration Bureau, and even at level ten, he couldn't be this brave.

"Who is this person?"

Ji Wei opened the captain's chat box again.

"Captain, the cleanup team doesn't need to come."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the screen, then it showed that typing was in progress...

"Ji Wei, it's 2 AM, are you kidding me?"

Ji Wei was also a little embarrassed.

"Report, Captain! Not playing yet! Maybe next time." He quickly typed again, "Captain, I have a question. Have you ever seen anyone roam freely in a difficult dungeon?"

"It's very simple. As long as you have three or four keywords that form a system, and choose a game type that suits you, completing the game solo is not a problem."

Ji Wei thought for a moment, "If it's an E-rank dungeon, with a level cap of ten, then there can only be a maximum of two affixes?"

"Is something wrong with you? He's just a petty thief who stole something from a big shot. Find the stuff back, he doesn't care if he's dead or alive, is that so difficult?"

"Don't you trust me to handle things? The moment he left the game instance, I immediately stopped him."

"Do you think I'm at ease?"

Ji Wei didn't care about what the captain said at all; sometimes you need to be oblivious to things in the workplace.

"Captain, you're very experienced. Is it possible for anyone to clear an E-rank, high-stakes dungeon in one go?"

"...I've never seen it. Even the one in the bureau only started showing his strength after level 20."

Ji Wei asked, "Is that possible?"

The spacious and clean bedroom features a Chinese garden style and exquisite furniture. The mattress, in particular, serves as a tool for rest and mental rejuvenation.

The captain, dressed in his pajamas, huddled under the covers, holding his phone, the screen's light reflecting off his face.

He rubbed his eyes, slowly got up, turned on the bedside lamp, picked up the expensive whiskey next to him, poured half a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

This one bite costs only a few thousand yuan.

He typed slowly.

"There's a type of person who unlocks powerful bloodline attributes at level ten, easily conquering fixed game types. However, they are very few and far between, and those people aren't allowed to freely enter game dungeons, or perhaps..."

"...The initial entry is extremely powerful. I don't deny that there are such people, but the possibility is very low, like looking for a drop of water in the ocean."

"By the way, speaking of which, there's a very dangerous E-rank dungeon that's been locked down recently. They're having trouble finding people to get in, but there are very few people below level 10. They might have to pick people from the academy in the end."

Ji Wei had heard of this game instance, but it had nothing to do with someone like him, a level 36 mainstay.

High-level players cannot access low-level dungeons.

However, you can get a small reward for making a recommendation.

"I think I've discovered a talent below level 10," Ji Wei said.

"You found it? Confirmed. If necessary, we can bring it back for a look."

Ji Wei said matter-of-factly, "I haven't even found it yet. I'm not even sure if he did it with props."

"..."

"I shouldn't have believed you. Write a 20,000-word report and put it on my desk tomorrow."

Ji Wei had a new idea: this person might have some kind of item that works against ghosts.

Although rare on the market, they are even scarce on the special supply list of the bureau.

Rarity doesn't mean non-existence. Compared to finding a needle in a haystack with initial entries, the use of items to enhance them is more reasonable.

Ji Wei narrowed her eyes behind her sunglasses. Although Yang Hui moved quickly, she was holding a yellow weapon in her hand.

"An item to ward off ghosts? Maybe I can offer a price to buy it."

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Yang Hui was slightly out of breath, his arms trembling slightly. Although he had the ability to attack ghosts and monsters, he was still a little tired from killing monsters non-stop.

Endurance is generally linked to physical fitness, and his endurance is only 6 points, which is only slightly better than that of an average person.

However, despite putting in so much effort, the result was quite satisfying.

[Defeat 1 ghost, gain 18 experience points]

[Defeat 1 ghost, gain 20 experience points]

[Defeat 1 ghost, gain 19 experience points]

...

The screen is already flooded with comments.

Looking ahead, lanterns were everywhere, their phosphorescent flames flickering rapidly.

It's become impossible to count how many ghosts Yang Hui has killed.

As I absorbed the last wisp of white mist, I heard a voice.

Congratulations on reaching level 5!

[Due to the keyword "steady and solid progress", this upgrade will grant it a new keyword.]

Please choose from the three random terms below within three minutes.

1.

[Steel Joints]: (White) Your elbow and knee joints are reinforced, wear and tear is reduced, and durability is increased.

2.

【Ultimate Upgrade】: (Purple) When lifespan reaches its end, immediately level up 10 levels, but no experience points can be gained.

3.

[Hair growing backwards]: (Blue) Can control beard growth.

Good news, a purple version is out!

Bad news, it's better not to say it at all.

Yang Hui's good mood vanished instantly. Why give him a purple attribute? It's like his lifespan is about to end and he'll level up ten times.

You cannot gain experience points yet.

If Yang Hui actually chose this entry, then he must have been kicked by a donkey.

This entry might only be suitable for elderly men who are nearing the end of their lives and want to make a final push.

Level up ten times to reliably obtain one affix, then gamble on an affix that increases lifespan.

The blue entry is about manipulating beard growth.

Yang Hui touched his chin.

He hardly grows a beard.

But I can't figure out what use a beard would be.

Yang Hui didn't want a round face and a full beard.

If you have a long beard that drags on the ground and wear a green robe, wouldn't you be able to cosplay as the Handsome Bearded Man?

Or was it disguise?

Yang Hui shrugged.

If he has long hair, then he won't have to worry about anything in middle age.

It seems that only the first white entry is available for selection.

His previous entry was "elbow strike," and with the steel joints, a small combo could be created.

Yang Hui selected the first white entry: "Steel Joints".

Instantly, my elbows and knees burned with pain.

But it only lasted a few seconds, followed by a gentle, nourishing process that seemed to spring up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Yang Hui transmigrated here half a year ago. The original owner of this body ate too much junk food and didn't exercise, so his attributes were lower than those of an ordinary person.

Yang Hui focused on training to improve his attributes, but he injured his knee during a frog jump.

From then on, even a slight increase in training would cause swelling and pain in the knees.

However, the appearance of the [steel joint] healed the old injury.

Yang Hui's knees had never felt so comfortable.

It seems that higher-level entries are not necessarily more powerful; the best one is the one that suits your own needs.

It would be even better if it could be systematized.

Take beard growth, for example. If I had a keyword related to controlling hair growth, it would cause a qualitative change.

Suddenly, Yang Hui looked up and gazed westward, in the direction A Juan had fled.

Ah Juan clutched her stomach and ran towards Yang Hui.

Unexpectedly, A-Juan actually ran back?

Didn't he run westward?

Did they discover there was no dog hole on the west side? Are they coming back to confront me?

Ah Juan looked terrible, her forehead beaded with cold sweat. She ran to Yang Hui's side, bent over, and gasped for breath.

"Something's up! Something's happened!"

He pointed behind him, his hand trembling.

Yang Hui looked up.

First came four bright phosphorescent lanterns, which arrived within a dozen meters in the blink of an eye.

It was a sedan chair carried by four people, with lanterns hanging at the four corners. The sedan chair was exquisitely made, and the printed reliefs seemed to be in the style of the Republic of China era.

The sedan chair carriers had gleaming muscles, wore short-sleeved shirts, and had sweat towels tied around their heads; their temples were bulging.

She looks strong; she's not like the old lady from before.

A rough hand lifted the curtain, revealing several white jade thumb rings, inside which sat a centenarian.

The old man leaned on a cane, and his clothes were made of the finest silk.

His gaze was sharp as a knife as he slowly said:

"Since you ate my fruit and kicked my incense burner, you two, prepare to die!"