Vaguely, Zhu Haomiao recalled the supernatural charm that Ye Wan Ning and Teacher Su E unintentionally exuded, which had an intriguing similarity to his current state.
"Tsk tsk, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, never underestimate a frustrated youth!"
"Just wait until I develop in reality; won't you all be charmed to death by me?"
Narcissistically raising his chin, Zhu Haomiao admired himself from side to side before focusing his mind on the [Book of Black].
[God]: 6.7
[Dexterity]: 8.6
[Strength]: 10
[Essence]: 10
[Qi]: 9.4
[Body]: 10
Once the attributes exceeded two digits, the [Book of Black] seemed to no longer display numbers after the decimal point; one needed to concentrate to sense more detailed data.
Looking at the six-dimensional attributes, now lacking the upward arrows, a vague sense of anxiety arose in Zhu Haomiao's heart.
Although he had converted all his accumulated power into strength, it also meant his growth had stagnated.
