2024-07-13 21:26:41“System, assign 0.5 attribute points to my strength attribute”.
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{0.5 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}
{You have 0.5 free attribute points remaining!}
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Clinton’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. ‘What the f*ck?!’
Clinton was so shocked by what his miserable undead system just showed him at this moment that his skull was almost trembling.
‘D-d-did my strength attribute just increase?’
Clinton asked the question in his mind not because of the notification of the system, rather because of the sensation that just went through his skeleton body.
As an athlete in his previous life, he had ample experience with working out in the gym.
When a newbie decided to start going to the gym, for the first few days of working out, the newbie would experience rapid growth in his muscles and body accompanied by some pain as his body tried to adapt to the new experience.
This did not mean that the newbie’s muscles suddenly became twice as strong or twice as sturdy, it was just minor growth but that minor growth in power was already enough to induce such a reaction in his body.
Clinton knew that experience very well. That sensation, he was familiar with it and it was what enabled him to tell the experience that he just felt apart.
What if, going to the gym, your strength was suddenly doubled due to a single workout session?
It was a ridiculous thought but if somehow, inexplicable, something like that happened, Clinton knew that he would feel exactly as he just felt a moment ago.
As for the reason why he felt so?
Clinton felt like his strength truly just doubled!
Clinton didn’t speculate about it, the suspense would kill him, not when he had an easy way to confirm.
Without hesitation, he crosschecked with the miserable undead system again, accessing his user status.
~__________~
{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}
{Host: Donald Clinton}
{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}
>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System<
{Host Status:}
Race: Mid-tier Skeleton
Level: 3
Class: Classless
{Utility Class: Weapon Craftsman}
Attributes:
STR- 1.0
VIT- 1.4
SPE- 0.5
MIN- 0.6
{You have 0.5 free attribute points!}
Health Points (HP): 3/3
{Skills: Bone Assembling}
{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}
{Special Skills: None}
{Magic Skills: None}
…
{Weapons: Wooden Spear}
…
{Remark: A befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick! You will die the final death soon enough!}
~________~
“…”
“…”
“…..!”
Clinton’s skeleton jaws hanged open in shock.
‘F*ck! The free attribute points really can be assigned to my attributes!’
‘F*ckkkk!’
‘F*ck! I definitely didn’t see that coming!’
At this moment, Clinton felt on top of the world as the realization and implications of what he just discovered settled in his head.
‘Does that mean, with enough free attribute points, I can continue getting stronger infinitely?’
At this moment, he felt like bursting into maniacal laughter like a villain. It would be so fitting for his current situation.
And then, he started thinking ahead.
‘These free attribute points, how do I get more of them?’
‘I got my first free attribute points by unlocking a utility class,’ he rubbed his skeleton chin in deep thought. ‘Can I unlock more utility classes?’
‘Are there even more utility classes? Surely, there should be others, right?’
‘Besides, getting utility classes, is that the only way to get free attribute points?’
At this moment, Clinton’s head geared into overdrive as he thought up numerous scenarios similar to unlocking a utility class where he could theoretically get free attribute points from.
In the end though, he managed to get over his excitement and calmed down.
It was after he calmed down that he remembered something, he remembered that he still had 0.5 unused free attribute points.
Clinton was overjoyed.
At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to go outside out of his hideout under the roots of the tree to test out his new strength but he managed to curb his excesses.
‘The free attribute points are priceless; I need to use them wisely’.
Despite how valuable the free attribute points were, in the end, Clinton had no intentions of hoarding them.
He needed power, and this was an easy way to get power.
He was definitely going to use them.
The question was, which of his attributes should he use the remaining 0.5 free attribute points on?
‘After leveling up, my attributes increase at intervals, including the vitality attribute yet my health points didn’t increase with this’.
‘I guess this means that my vitality attribute does not affect my health points, I think it affects my defense instead’.
‘Higher defense should mean lesser damage from enemy attacks which would safeguard my health points better and in extension my life’.
‘Increasing the speed attribute should increase my combat power too’.
‘Increasing my mind attribute, I don’t concretely know its benefits yet’.
After analyzing all 4 of his attributes, deliberating on which one to channel the remaining free attribute points to, Clinton fell into a dilemma but it didn’t linger for long. He soon arrived at an analysis.
‘I need to survive, and to survive, I need power’.
‘Power directly correlates to my strength attribute. But 100 power and 0 defense won’t mean much when I meet an opponent as strong as I am’.
‘Strength and defense, I need to strike a balance between them’.
‘Afterall, my defense is what enabled me to outlast these monsters while fighting against them’.
And with that, he arrived at his decision.
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{0.3 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}
{0.2 free attribute points have been assigned to the vitality attribute!}
{You have 0 free attribute points remaining!}
…
Attributes:
STR- 1.3
VIT- 1.6
SPE- 0.5
MIN- 0.6
***
Compared to just minutes ago, at this moment, Clinton felt vastly more powerful. Deciding to use his head was indeed the right decision.
More than satisfied, Clinton no longer wasted time as he was already exhausted. A few seconds later, he fell into the cool embrace of sleep.
Hours later, Clinton woke up again refreshed.
Immediately after waking up, he crawled out of the roots of the decaying tree and after reassembling his skeleton body, he could feel his increased raw strength better.
Clinton grinned. ‘It feels good to make my power grow’.
And then, focusing on the materials that he already procured before time, he started project creating his 3rd type of weapon, a bow and arrow.
This time, Clinton spent over an hour on the project.
Creating a bow and arrow was far harder than he expected.
Another 30 minutes later, a glum skeleton stared at the bow before him that seemed to be suffering from some chronic disease even as the miserable undead system lit up the next moment with a notification.
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{Your attempts to craft a low-tier bow has failed!}
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