180. Please Follow the Doctor's Advice
The effects of the tier advancement voucher quickly manifested in Li Aozi's body. A mysterious cold flow surged through his limbs and bones, connecting his entire system. Each part and tissue of his body seemed to bloom like flowers, unleashing power beyond common sense.
Li Aozi raised his hand. Without needing any guidance, the wind automatically gathered, swirling gently in his palm. His skin faintly displayed a porcelain-like texture.
Porcelain skin… a hallmark of the Star Abyss deities.
The Elai race was also a branch descended from the gods. As they ascended their paths, their bodies increasingly transcended human form, transforming into something akin to divine beings.
However, Li Aozi's appearance didn't change significantly. Aside from the boost in his [Charisma] attribute, his looks continued to refine. His features grew more handsome and well-defined, flawless from any angle.
Simply standing there without moving, the sunlight and humidity adjusted themselves to the optimal angle, ensuring he always maintained his best appearance. It was as if even the world appreciated Li Aozi's beauty.
He moved casually, and [Flesh Affinity] helped him adapt seamlessly to his continuously evolving body without discomfort.
"Hmm, just from a physical perspective, the Zeta tier nearly reaches the pinnacle of the flesh. But feelings aren't enough—I need to check the changes in my stats panel."
He quickly reviewed his attributes.
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[Name]: Li Aozi
[Title]: Harbinger of Calamity, Pioneer of the Future
[Race]: Elai•Phase I
Corrections provided by—"Architect Angel","Geographical Editor","Cosmic Biology","Theoretical Analysis","Elemental Architecture"
[Gender]: Biological Male
[Age]: 22
[Template]: Advanced Veteran Combat-Type NPC (+10% Max HP, +15% Damage Rate)
[Faction]: Abyss—Galactic Eye Border—Crystal Spire Civilization (Disputed)
[Total Level]: Lv.150
——[Primary Class]: [Echoer] Lv.100
——[Secondary Classes]: [Biochemist] Lv.20; [Mage] Lv.30
[Life Profession]: Master Blacksmith
[HP]: 56,000/56,000 (Simulated: 16,200)
[MP]: 38,000/38,000
[Attributes]:
Strength—100 ([Bloodline]Amplification: Equals Charisma)
Dexterity—100
Constitution—100
Charisma—209 (Final Output: 271.7 + 180 = 451.7)
Intelligence—122.4 (Final Output: 146.88)
[Talents]:
[Racial Talent•Spell Aptitude]
[Racial Talent•Hyper-Sense Thinking]
[Class Talent•Immortal Genetics]—From [Biochemist]
[Class Talent•Arcane Deconstruction]—From [Mage]
[Class Talent•Resonance]—From [Astral Echoer]
[Specialties]:
[Perpetual•Love Hunter], [Agile Dexterity], [Perpetual•Domineering], [Flesh Affinity], [Villainous Tyrant], [Outstanding Student]
[Omega Energy]:
Core Omega Energy—[Sequence 9: Gravity]
Development Level: Contact Level
Subordinate Omega Energy—[Sequence 77: Calamity]
Development Level: Contact Level
Subordinate Omega Energy—[Sequence 82: Bloodline]
Development Level: (Considered Complete)
Subordinate Omega Energy—[Soul Engraving Sword Saint•Battle Demon] Cauchy Level (Ξ, 13th Greek Letter)
Development Level: Contact Level
Dominant Omega Energy:
——[Sequence 56•Remaining Moon]
Development Level: Perception Level
[Skills]:
(While in 'Echoer' form, your skills and knowledge reserves cannot be viewed.)
[Divine Persona Powers]:
"Smiling Through Suffering"—When you and your followers endure pain/defeat, you accumulate 'Suffering' points, which can be exchanged with experience points.
Current Suffering Accumulation: 0 points
"The ballad of suffering begins. You are the savior of those in pain."
Current Bonus: Provides 100 fixed [Charisma] (Not enhanced by Specialties)
"Death's Prison"—You and your followers gain a chance to revive during battle (once per natural day).
Your followers can consume the souls of the deceased to acquire their memories, specialties, or skills. This ability also works on soul crystals.
You can convert fallen targets into your exclusive undead units, 'Dead Remains.' Dead Remains lack fully independent thought but obey your commands. You can dismiss them or merge them at any time.
Current Bonus: Provides 80 fixed [Charisma] (Not enhanced by Specialties)
[Tier]: Zeta Tier (ζ, Sixth Greek Letter)
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"My level is still insufficient… According to standards, Zeta Tier should range between level 120 and 140, with primary attributes exceeding 500 points."
For instance, the 'Silver Armor' Nephis Cleopatra, whom he encountered in Velazhi, was a second-tier [Warrior] of the [Destruction] path, specifically a [Primal Fighter]. Her [Constitution] and [Strength] exceeded 500 points. Similarly, Lady Liuer's bodyguard 'Tro' undoubtedly had stats at that level.
Even with the bonuses from two divine personas, Li Aozi's primary attribute only reached 451.7 points.
Unfortunately… his divine personas were too high-level, rendering the Domineering Specialty ineffective for additional boosts.
Otherwise, he might have been able to confront Remaining Moon head-on.
Li Aozi had forcefully raised his tier, but his level remained inadequate. He lacked the tier effects of Zeta Tier and the accumulated specialties and skills from the Epsilon Tier. Still, he now had the confidence to resist Remaining Moon.
Overall, he wasn't doing too badly. While he was the weakest in the Zeta Tier, within the Epsilon Tier, his attributes were overpowered, making him the strongest there.
Li Aozi glanced at the time: it was already 2:40 PM. Yet, he still hadn't received the supplies players were supposed to trade to him.
"Caramel Snail and the others are too slow. Something feels off."
Li Aozi opened the forum and checked the time:
In the real-world Yanxia Zone, it was currently 3:20 AM.
Great… those guys weren't even awake yet.
Many of his items were stored in his dormitory, especially his handy tools and instruments—easy to access and use there.
He could overlook other items, but the Truth Serum was still in his dormitory. The production line for the serum was also in the biochemistry pool there.
Li Aozi was speechless. Now trapped here with Diaran unconscious, he couldn't just leave her behind to fetch the serum.
He had to rely on the players to trade it to him.
If she woke up and wandered around, accidentally hitting the dimensional barrier, without Remaining Moon's protection, Diaran might be stuck in the second dimension for life.
[Please, Brother 10752, I'm begging you not to cause any trouble during this time. Please!]
Li Aozi grumbled internally, unsure if it would have any effect.
He didn't want to sit idle—if the game's time flow relative to reality meant waiting two or three days for them to log in and see the quest, he'd go mad.
He needed to gather resources and check if there were any survivors nearby.
More allies would give him greater confidence in handling the situation.
He walked over to Diaran, shaking her shoulder. "Hey, wake up. Stop sleeping."
However, Diaran's brows were tightly furrowed, sweat beading on her forehead as if she were experiencing a nightmare. Her cheeks were flushed, and she appeared very unwell.
"Cough… mmgh…"
Diaran's lips quivered, her fingers curled slightly, making faint struggling movements.
Li Aozi frowned and placed his hand on her forehead, feeling its scorching heat.
"Is she running a fever? No way. She just endured over a thousand degrees of heat without any issue, and now she can't handle a body temperature of barely 50 degrees?"
Li Aozi muttered a few words to himself before suddenly sensing something was off.
He looked at Diaran's slim and delicate frame—this girl was young but tall, standing at 1.75 meters. Earlier, when she lay on the makeshift bed of desks, her feet had been sticking out.
Now, her feet had retracted within the bounds of the desk, and her facial features appeared slightly more youthful. The faint sounds of her breathing were more akin to those of a middle school-aged girl.