Investment

"Crack."

Lu PingAn lightly kneaded the iron bar in his hand, only to accidentally snap it in two.

Looking at the iron filings scattered into fragments, he turned to the panel that had updated once more.

Current Status: Physique (Silver Low Rank), Reflection (Bronze Mid Rank), Spirit (Silver Middle Rank)

All his attributes had clearly improved. His physique and spirit had each risen by one level, while Reflection, his weakest attribute, had risen by two.

Yet Lu PingAn still felt that the improvement to his physique and spirit was more pronounced. Once physique and spirit reached the Silver Tier, advancing further became incredibly difficult.

Especially his physique—it had risen from Bronze to Silver, crossing an entire major rank.

Lu PingAn now felt as though currents of heat were flowing through his entire body, filling him with endless strength.

He suspected it might merely be the illusion of having just broken through, but he did some exercises to "digest" the change. The truth proved that it might not have been an illusion at all. Workouts that had once pushed him to his limits now felt like nothing more than a warm-up.

"...Should I say the Courtyard is the main body?"

By this point, Lu PingAn had vaguely realized something.

His "life maintenance" points were probably not merely used to maintain this body of his. They were also the upkeep costs of the Courtyard.

Perhaps this was the result of his having already "ascended to godhood." In a sense, it resembled the relationship between a "divine main body" and a "divine kingdom."

And the power of the divine kingdom would clearly feed back into him, this "Humanoid Interface."

This time, he had clearly felt no sort of "qualitative transformation." He had merely straightened out the Courtyard's regulations and ley lines,