"Wait, no, you still have to get rid of the jet lag, or your body will collapse sooner or later." Ye Mu yawned in the morning and muttered.
He is a novelist, commonly known as a web writer. He arranges his working hours freely, and sits in front of the computer every day. It looks very relaxed, but it's not.
First of all, you have to design the plot, too clichéd not to be novel, and sitting every day is prone to physical problems. In addition, you have to stay up late to code words a lot of times. Over time, your health will get worse and worse.
Ye Mu is like this now, already sub-healthy.
Probably not as good.
This is not, just because a new book was on the shelves last night, and the grades were okay, I wrote the manuscript for one night.
It's already seven o'clock in the morning, and everyone seems to be hanging up.
"Go out and have a breakfast, then hurry up and go to bed." After rubbing his face, Ye Mu washed up and is directly out of the door.
Ye Mu is a very lazy person, but still likes to go out from time to time, it's good for the body, but also considered giving myself a psychological comfort.
After going downstairs.
Because Ye Mu's novels have always been good, although he doesn't earn too much in a month, he still has 10,000 yuan, so the place he lives is okay.
The scenery is good, and the garden is also good.
When you go downstairs, you can see a group of elderly people running or exercising in the morning.
"Well..."
Suddenly, Ye Mu felt a blur in front of his eyes and a sense of dizziness hit him.
Leaning against the wall, Ye Mu stabilized his body as if he was about to fall, frowned, and muttered. "What's the matter? Anemia?"
The dizziness quickly dissipated.
Ye Mu scratched his head, it was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, he raised his feet again and planned to eat his favorite soup dumpling.
However, when Ye Mu casually glanced at a group of elderly people who were exercising not far away, his eyes widened suddenly, and a strange look appeared.
"That's..."
I saw that not far away, in an open space, several elderly people were exercising.
Of course, this is not the main thing. The main thing is that on the ground next to the old man, there are actually three or four scattered things floating quietly in the air.
"I'm not seeing things, am I?"
Ye Mu rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Those things are still there.
Not an eye sore.
"Holy shit, what's the matter?" Ye Mu was dumbfounded.
Looking carefully, the three things floating in the air all have characters.
Ye Mu could see the words clearly.
It seems to be...
"Strength!"
"Strength!"
"Physique!"
It's like the attributes of a character in a game.
Speaking of attributes.
Ye Mu simply sat on the stone chair next to it, it was icy and cold, but Ye Mu didn't care, he touched his chin and thought about it in his heart. "It's not blurry eyes, and it seems that I'm the only one who sees it. What's the situation? Why does it feel like I'm playing a game? Is it possible that as soon as I go out, I become a game character and have a golden finger?"
"Could it be that I can view my personal information panel?"
Ye Mu had this idea.
But when the idea first came about.
Wow.
A blue virtual panel suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ye Mu was taken aback.
Good thing no one is paying attention to this side, otherwise I'm afraid they would have thought it was a mental illness.
At this moment, Ye Mu looked at the panel that appeared in front of him, his heart was terrified, and he couldn't help but let out a foul language. "Fuck, there really is."
On the panel.
The physical condition of Ye Mu was listed in front of Ye Mu in the form of data.
Name: Ye Mu!
Sex: Male!
Age: 21!
Strength: 0.8! (1 for normal adults!)
Intelligence: 1.2!
Speed: 0.9!
Physique: 0.7!
Spirit: 0.5!
Charisma: 7 (1~10 for normal people!)
Lucky: 5! (10 highest!)
Skills: Writing (Beginner).
Other than that, nothing else.
But looking at his attributes, Ye Mu's face hurt. "Obviously I have a golden finger, but my physical condition of mine is really bad enough."
Strength, speed, physique, and spirit are actually lower than normal people's standards.
It's tough.
But soon, Ye Mu just shook his head. He didn't bother about this, but planned to explore the ability of his golden finger that suddenly appeared.
There was no reminder of this.
It just appeared out of nowhere.
Everything had to be explored by Ye Mu himself.
Enduring the hungry rumbling stomach, Ye Mu fumbled for half an hour before something was clear.
Simply put.
I do have a golden finger.
But from the current point of view, it's not so outrageous, just an attribute panel, no backpack, lottery, quest, etc.
In addition to the attribute panel.
It's those things that I don't know the function, the strength and physique that fall not far away.
"Can those things be like killing monsters and exploding things in the game? I should be able to pick them up." Ye Mu rubbed his chin and muttered in his heart.
Finally, he got up, pretended to walk, and walked over that side.
Soon.
It is to come to a 'strength' light glob.
Just after arriving, an option just surfaced on the light cluster. "Pick up?"
"Yes!"
Without hesitation, Ye Mu immediately made a choice.
The light cluster directly poured into Ye Mu's body.
Suddenly, Ye Mu felt... his strength seemed... increased!!!
"Isn't this an attribute point? Pick it up and enhance the related attributes!?"
Ye Mu murmured in his heart, and hurriedly opened the panel to check.
Name: Ye Mu!
Sex: Male!
Age: 21!
Strength: 1! (1 for normal adults!)
Intelligence: 1.2!
Speed: 0.9!
Stamina: 0.7!
Spirit: 0.5!
Charisma: 7 (1~10 for normal people!)
Lucky: 5! (10 highest!)
Skills: Writing (Beginner).
"Sure enough."
Looking at his attribute panel, his strength suddenly increased by 0.2, reaching the standard of a normal person.
"Which means..."
Ye Mu scratched his head, a little surprised in his heart. "My golden finger allows me to pick up attributes?"
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