Looking at the attribute panel, I was born at level 1, and the system gave me 10 attribute points. I allocated all of them to strength. That’s right, this is my strategy—conquering the world on my own. As a wandering healer, I can both heal and fight. This is the true way of the king!

……

Hold on, no rush. If I go out to kill grass dogs now, I definitely can’t compete with berserkers and swordsmen who put all their points into offense. I should look around the village and see if there are any quests to take. If I accept a quest before hunting grass dogs, I’ll get twice the result with half the effort!

In the town, a dry well sits at the center. Around the well, the ground is paved with huge stones, each one laid separately, yet somehow subtly connected!

I stared at it for a full five minutes, then suddenly realized with a shock—Seven Star Formation! That’s right, this is the layout of the Seven Star Formation. Back then, under the old man’s scolding, I practiced swordsmanship on the Seven Star Formation and suffered a lot. And now, in the game, there’s actually a Seven Star Formation too. This can only mean one thing: among the game designers, there must be a sword expert. Otherwise, they wouldn’t know the Seven Star Formation at all.

As if drawn by some force, I walked forward involuntarily, stepping onto the Yuheng position, facing the Pojun spot of Yaoguang, and suddenly drew my sword!

“Clang!”

Even though I’m a wandering healer, with 10 points added to strength, my arm strength isn’t low. The iron sword left its sheath, carrying a faint sword aura. This feeling—I haven’t felt it in so long. Can I really sense sword intent in a game?

My heart suddenly surged with excitement. Damn, if this is real, combined with the game’s previous promotional slogans, maybe there’s really an opportunity here I can seize!

“Clang!”

The second time I drew my sword, the feeling of sword intent grew even stronger!

It was like I was addicted. I stood there, drawing my sword again and again, mind and body merging, experiencing the sensation of sword intent in the game. For a swordsman, this is a kind of enjoyment.

……

I kept drawing my sword for nearly an hour. Many newbie players looked at me in surprise. One berserker, already level 2, came over with his battle axe for repairs, glanced at me, shook his head, and said, “Sigh, they say you can create your own moves in this game. Looks like there really are idiots who believe that crap! That kid looks as handsome as me, but how can his IQ be so low?”

I remained unmoved, continuing to draw my sword, completely immersed in this joy.

In a flash, the whole afternoon passed with no progress. I kept feeling like I was about to break through, but couldn’t quite do it. It wasn’t until after 8 p.m. that the phone outside rang, automatically connecting to the game. It was Emily Lincoln’s number—

“David Thompson, Little May and I are logging off to get dinner. What about you?”

I got excited as soon as I heard her: “I’ll go with you guys! I barely ate lunch—oh, I mean, I need to protect you…”

Emily Lincoln chuckled: “Alright, come downstairs to our building. When we see you, we’ll come down.”

“Okay!”

……

I logged off in the town. This is a safe zone, so there’s no problem.

Taking off my helmet, I glanced at the bed across from me. Glasses Bro’s body was trembling, like he was having a spasm—he must be grinding levels. I won’t disturb him. I’ll just go eat with Emily Lincoln.

I went out and arrived downstairs at the girls’ dorm. Soon, Emily Lincoln’s graceful figure appeared, and May Easton hurried down with a small white bag. From a distance, she saw me and was even more enthusiastic than Emily Lincoln: “HI, David!”

I nodded and smiled: “Hey, where are we eating?”

“Let’s go to Cafeteria 1 again, okay? We can come back and level up for a bit… Classes start on September 1st, so let’s enjoy a few more days of gaming while we can!”

“Yeah!”

……

In the cafeteria, we ordered a few stir-fried dishes and sat waiting for our food. The two girls seemed hungry, softly whining as if they wanted to eat me up in one bite.

Emily Lincoln played with her phone, leaning back in her chair, her long hair falling over her delicate shoulders. For a moment, her charm was overwhelming. I looked at her but said nothing, reminding myself to behave.

After a while, Emily Lincoln looked up at me and asked, “David Thompson, how many levels did you gain this afternoon?”

Me: “Level 1. I didn’t go grind for experience.”

Emily Lincoln was surprised, her small mouth open: “Seriously? If you don’t kill monsters for experience, what are you doing? Even if you’re just going to be a storage account for May and me, you at least need to be able to make it to the main city. The little monsters along the way could kill you…”

I felt a bit embarrassed, rubbed my nose, and smiled: “Actually… I was just exploring the game mechanics a bit. I’m still not used to this 97% realism.”

“Heh…” Emily Lincoln suddenly laughed. “So noob!”

She got what she wanted—she must be secretly delighted. Teasing me is her greatest joy. This woman really holds grudges… Or maybe not. That day, I almost saw her entire body. For the daughter of an international celebrity, the fact that Emily Lincoln didn’t kill me to silence me is already pretty forgiving.

May Easton also looked at me in surprise: “David, you really are one of a kind…”

I nodded and smiled: “Little May, what level are you and Missy now?”