Volume 2. Game Update in Progress
With the little one perched on my shoulder, I sat in the courtyard.
Life today was quite comfortable.
Three days ago, Liu Wanqian had already left the old house due to work, and the other uncles and aunts were also not around.
Among the six or seven villas on this mountain, I was the only one managing things, so I was quite happy with the leisure, and no one could control me.
Besides, whether someone tried to control me or not didn’t make much of a difference—Liu Wanqian basically never interfered with my actions.
He only reminded Shao He repeatedly before leaving that she must stay with me.
I sat by the edge of the pond, watching the colorful koi swim through the water, feeling a bit speechless inside.
These koi reacted coldly to me.
They neither eagerly came over to beg for food like they did with others, nor did they fear me like Sha Ha or Little Grey
The feeling they gave me was as if… I was just a plant or a rock.
They weren’t curious, nor afraid, and certainly not fond of me.
Looking up at the azure sky, I noticed the retractable canopy overhead was made entirely of heavy glass.
And it was cleaned daily by someone, so even in winter, it was much warmer here than outside.
If there was no need to go out, the temperature in the courtyard didn’t require wearing overly thick clothes.
The little one hadn’t grown all its feathers yet, so I had no choice but to dress it in thick clothing…
I had to admit, Aunt Zhao’s craftsmanship was truly impressive.
She could even make clothes for birds.
The wings had sleeves, and the body had a kind of jumpsuit—all zipper-style, very convenient and not harmful to the little one.
I didn’t really know how to raise a parrot, but I humbly consulted a veterinarian.
In theory, the ambient temperature around the little one should not fall below thirty degrees to avoid body temperature imbalance, which could lead to a cold.
The courtyard temperature was around seventeen or eighteen degrees, and the little one was wrapped in thick clothing.
I had also placed a heat patch inside the clothing’s inner layer.
With that, its body temperature wouldn’t become unbalanced, and now it was energetically observing its surroundings.
After these few days of getting used to me, it had gradually stopped fearing me.
Even when I used the Evil Spirit Form, it didn’t seem very frightened.
I was a bit worried—would it become completely unafraid of the supernatural, leading to false alarms?
After all, the original purpose of raising it was to keep it as an alarm system.
The little one was only seventeen days old, still a baby, so it wasn’t suitable to stay outside for too long.
So I only sat for a short while before taking it back to the room.
On the way back, all the passing servants greeted me.
Over the past few days, their looks toward me had improved.
No longer did they view me with those "useless trash" eyes, but now there was a trace of expectation.
It seemed that the gradual change in Liu Yunyan’s personality made them feel like "a prodigal son returning is priceless."
Over these days, now that I finally had some rest, I began thinking about my own situation.
Previously, I mostly analyzed the birth of the Evil Spirit Form.
But now, I started to think about power levels.
The game’s levels ranged from D- to SSS.
The game’s levels were closely tied to the strength of anomalies, the degree of rule loopholes, and chances of survival.
Overall, we could view it as [Game Level ≈ Anomaly Strength Level].
Let’s not talk about anomalies for now.
Thinking about the level of my own Evil Spirit Form, I noticed something strange.
In the first bus incident, I had a direct confrontation with that eerie smiling face.
Although I lost, it still proved that the Evil Spirit Form could go head-to-head with an S-level anomaly.
But in the hospital incident, something different appeared.
When I fought with the Goat-headed Monster, I realized that the Evil Spirit Form’s strength was clearly lower than that of the Goat-headed Monster.
And the levels of these two games were vastly different.
One was D-level, the other was S-level—practically worlds apart.
Yet, the Evil Spirit Form, which survived the smiling face anomaly, was weaker than the Goat-headed Monster.
That was very strange.
If someone claimed that the smiling face and the Goat-headed Monster were the same level, I wouldn’t believe it.
Not to mention their methods of threat—just the killing speed alone was on completely different levels.
To some extent, the Goat-headed Monster still obeyed a few physical laws.
But the smiling face anomaly completely overturned physical laws.
They weren’t even in the same tier.
Yet somehow, my Evil Spirit Form managed to… escape the smiling face and still run from the Goat-headed Monster.
So… was my Evil Spirit Form’s only advantage the ability to run away?
Then what about eating—did that count as a negative status?
Afterward, I came up with a possible explanation.
Of course, this couldn’t be confirmed here; I’d have to wait until the next time I entered a game to verify it.
There were only four days left until the second permanent mission.
In the past few days, I've been working out daily.
I had to admit, the Evil Spirit Form was really powerful.
Its feedback made my body’s training results twice as effective with half the effort.
Although my strength had almost reached its peak—comparable to an adult male—my endurance had significantly improved.
Yesterday… in order to test the limits of my stamina, I ran around the entire mountain for a whole night.
That was to avoid being seen by others in the villa.
By the time I returned, my clothes were soaked with sweat, yet I was still full of energy.
My muscles felt a bit fatigued, but it didn’t affect my normal movements.
I originally thought I’d be sore the next day from overexertion, but surprisingly, there were no issues at all.
That left me astonished.
This level of stamina had probably already broken through the heavens.
You know, every step I took was a big stride—not full-on sprinting, nor a leisurely jog—and I was running on mountain paths.
Even so, I still managed to reach a speed of twenty kilometers per hour.
Of course, I didn’t tell Shao He about this running thing.
Otherwise, given her background as a bodyguard and her time at military school, she would definitely notice something was off.
This level of endurance was already beyond what any normal person could achieve.
Then I looked it up online.
A human’s top instantaneous sprinting speed was 44.722 kilometers per hour—that’s just the speed from a sudden burst.
As for long-distance running, an average person being able to run fifty to sixty kilometers in a day was already considered extremely impressive.
But me—I was able to run all day at a steady twenty kilometers per hour without difficulty.
In terms of time, I even surpassed twelve hours.
Running nonstop for twelve hours…
I realized—I really didn’t seem like a human anymore.
Hmm… would that count as insulting myself?
Anyway, no matter what others thought, I definitely wasn’t normal anymore.
At least in terms of stamina, I had already surpassed 99.9% of humanity.
Maybe not absolutely, but there probably wasn’t anyone whose stamina was better than mine.