Chapter 14: The Switch Not Off Means It’s On?
Bai Fu's leveling strategy was extremely clear.
No matter how much popularity she could gain from the Players, the most important thing was that she had to survive until the first version update after the game's open beta, to see whether the game would adjust her trash panel due to her performance.
When survival was the goal, prioritizing Constitution was obviously more cost-effective than prioritizing other Stats.
Anyone who played League of Legends knew that in team fights, the enemy usually focused fire on your AD or mid-laner. Unless necessary, who wanted to use all their Skills on a rock-solid tank with maxed dual resistance and HP right off the bat?
Not every tank liked to wear the Coral Reef skin, dancing while shouting “You will lose!” just to draw aggro.
But Bai Fu’s reason for prioritizing Constitution wasn’t just that.
Whether before or after transmigration, she had never systematically studied combat techniques.
This meant that even if she focused on Strength, she might still get beaten up in real fights due to things like “missing lethal shots.”
She had to learn Skills from the Body Cultivation path, explore the best combo routes, and adapt to the enemy's attack rhythm in order to unleash her full potential.
If Bai Fu were a Player, she definitely would have gone for that build.
Moves like the Great Wilderness Prison Finger, or Ultra Instinct — so cool, who cared whether they hit or not? Everyone had their own chunibyo fantasy.
But now Bai Fu was an NPC who couldn’t respawn, so she chose a simpler and more brute-force playstyle.
Just like playing a Soul-like game as a heavy warrior build.
Max out HP, max out Poise, max out Resistance, max out Stamina bar, max out Estus Flasks, then put on the heaviest armor and carry the biggest shield.
Dodging?
Not needed.
Operation?
Not needed.
Say a quick prayer, bring out the unrestricted martial arts learned online, and go toe-to-toe with the enemy — let’s see whose HP bar was thicker in the end!
Having made up her mind, Bai Fu quickly returned home, stuffed a few boards into her clothes, changed into thicker clothing, and headed straight for Big Bro Biao’s base.
……
6:49 PM. The sun dipped below the horizon.
On a narrow path lit by faint moonlight, Martin cursed as he kicked a wall that had been crumbling for years.
“Are those Outsiders descended from locusts? They didn’t even leave me a single bottle cap.”
He had just come from Big Bro Biao’s base.
Good grief, the place was so empty even mice would weep.
To be honest, he never expected Bai Fu to complete the mission in the first place. His plan was to heavily dock her wages after she failed the task.
Who would’ve thought those Outsiders would suddenly get involved and kill Big Bro Biao?
Great — now the mission couldn’t proceed, and he had no excuse to dock Bai Fu’s pay.
“Goddammit, these Outsider gangs are so goddamn rude!”
Martin was furious.
His hobbies were very pure.
While most people looked at Bai Fu and thought of how those legs could entertain them for a year, he was different — all he wanted was for Bai Fu to make him money, or to get money from her.
Just thinking about how he couldn’t dock her pay made him feel like he’d swallowed a fly.
He refused to believe he couldn’t find another way to deduct her wages.
Lately, the Outsiders had been causing trouble — fine, then let Bai Fu go and catch a few of them. If she insisted on going to her death, so be it. But if she dared to refuse, then he’d dock her pay!
Thinking this, Martin felt much better.
He lifted his foot and was about to walk off when he saw someone blocking his path — fully wrapped up, revealing only a pair of eyes.
What the hell — blocking my way? Does Martin from the abandoned Cooling Plant look like someone who’d take this lying down?
Martin stepped forward and launched his signature combo.
“Where’d this stray dog come from? Daring to block your daddy’s path — do you even know whose turf this is? Get lost, now! Or I’ll stab you to death!”
The disguised Bai Fu remained unmoved.
Just in case, she used 【Psionic Vision】 on Martin again.
【Name】: Javier Martin (Elite)
【Template】: Ordinary
【Main Class】: Common Boxer Lv61
【Sub Class】: None
【HP】: 80/80
【Stats】: Strength 8, Agility 8, Constitution 8, Intelligence 3, Spirit 4, Inspiration 2
【Skills】: Fatal Strike Lv3, Sweeping Kick Lv1
【Talents】: None
【Favorability】: Contempt (-6)
【Threat Level】: Blue
Very average main stats—using gaming slang, Martin had trained a bucket build.
In single-player games, it's fine to train a bucket build. If leveling is a hassle, you can just ask Brother Feng Ling Yue Ying or Grandmaster CE to max out all attributes and become a super bucket with no weaknesses.
But in an online game, distributing stats like this is a bit unwise.
Bai Fu closed Martin’s status panel with relief.
Blue indicated that Martin’s strength was theoretically similar to hers, but that was just theory. Real combat wasn’t a game of comparing numbers.
"An outsider asked me to pass a message to you," Bai Fu said in a hoarse voice.
"Outsider?" Martin froze for a moment, but quickly came to his senses. "You’re Bai Fu. Don’t think I won’t recognize you just because you covered your face and pinched your voice!"
Bai Fu: "……"
You could tell even like this?
Forget it. Since she was exposed, there was no need to keep pretending.
She removed her hood. "Martin, f*** your mom. You dare use Anya to threaten me."
"I thought you wouldn’t fight back. So you were waiting here." Martin sneered and cracked his knuckles. "Interesting. I hope you can entertain me."
Martin, ambushed, remained calm. Big Bro Biao could knock Bai Fu out with one punch. His own strength was slightly inferior to Big Bro Biao’s—if one punch wouldn’t do it, two should suffice.
Even a little nobody dared to challenge a supervisor like him?
That was a total reversal of the natural order!
He laughed as he approached Bai Fu.
The moment he closed in, his sandbag-sized fist blasted toward Bai Fu like a heavy cannon.
The powerful punch wind even blew her hair back.
With waist and legs unified, power erupted—【Fatal Strike Lv3】 overdrive activated.
Bang!
The punch landed solidly on Bai Fu’s stomach.
Critical hit!
“-4!”
A bright red damage number floated above Bai Fu’s head.
Her body wavered slightly, but she quickly steadied herself.
What? It actually dealt 4 points of damage?
Bai Fu was shocked.
Martin was dumbfounded.
He felt like he had hit an iron wall. Not only did Bai Fu not fall, he’d even hurt his own hand.
You cheating bastard, right?
Unwilling to accept it, Martin launched a relentless flurry of “Ora Ora Ora” punches at Bai Fu.
“-1”, “-1”, “-3”, “-1”……
Bai Fu dodged left and right.
Due to her low Agility, she only perfectly avoided about half of the attacks. Her shoulders, joints, and other spots still took quite a few hits. Martin kept punching until his whole body ached and his vision blurred before finally stopping.
That should’ve turned Bai Fu into Bai Fu-chan, right?
At first, Bai Fu had been a little worried.
She thought maybe she had wrongly allocated her Constitution stats.
But as Martin’s punches grew slower and dealt less damage—until they couldn’t even hit for 1 point—she was completely reassured.
See? This is what happens when you don’t invest in Constitution, you weakling!
Bai Fu checked her HP.
【153/180】
She was still very safe.
"Alright, now it’s my turn to play."
Bai Fu grabbed her big stick and delivered a powerful upward spinning strike toward Martin’s groin.
The finishing move of Unrestricted Combat Style—【Fatal Cockbuster】—activated.
Although Martin sensed the danger, due to muscle soreness and limited lung capacity, he had no time to dodge.
Damn you, what kind of monster are you? You took that many punches and nothing happened?
He could only watch in despair as the big stick got closer and closer.
Smack!
“-16!”
Another bright red number, another critical hit.
A violent pain surged from below straight to his crown.
The moment he got hit, Martin entered a 【Stiffened】 state. He opened his mouth to scream, but both throat and mouth instantly 【Hardened】, letting him only make a dull and monotonous “Ooh ooh” sound. He couldn’t cry out, nor call for help.
Bai Fu showed no mercy, swinging her stick in a continuous barrage.
“-13”, “-11”, “-8”
Crack—the big stick broke, but by then Martin’s HP was down to just 32 points.
His eyes were full of fear and pain. With his last bit of sanity, he rolled and tried to escape.
Without a word, Bai Fu rushed forward and stomped hard on Martin’s face with her heavy boot.
Crunch.
His nose bridge collapsed, and blood sprayed from the back of his head.
When Bai Fu lifted her boot, Martin was completely silent.
【You killed Javier Martin. Contribution 100%. After level correction, you gained 640 XP.】
Bai Fu pulled off her bloodied gloves and stuffed them into her pocket.
This is the result of not training in Groin Protection Arts, kid!
At this moment, Bai Fu felt like she’d just drunk a bottle of ice-cold cola on a hot summer day.
One word—
Refreshing!