Equipment Attribute Points

In the middle of nowhere, outside a sedan blaring music, two men—one horizontal, one standing—calmly stared at each other.

Daredevil clutched his shattered ribs, still trying to struggle to his feet and continue fighting, but a rifle was pressed against his forehead.

The slightest movement would see a bullet instantly blow off the top of his skull.

"Sorry, Daredevil... no, I should call you Matthew Lawyer. You're a good man." Bai Ye lowered his voice and said expressionlessly, "Unfortunately, you're blocking my path."

"You know me?" Matthew stared at the man before him in shock. This man not only understood the weakness caused by his blindness, but also knew his identity.

Bai Ye answered with two bangs, shooting Matthew in the right hand and left leg. The pain forced Matthew to grunt, and the baton in his hand rolled away.

Bai Ye bent down, picked up the baton, tossed it aside, and threatened, "Of course I know you. I know the law firm you work for, and I know all your family members too... Sorry, I forgot your father is dead. You're just like me now—no family, only friends."

"Don't worry. You're a good man, and I don't want to kill you. I just hope you'll stop pestering me from now on and go back to your love-hate relationship with Kingpin, the nemesis of you street-level heroes."

"Otherwise, if I catch you meddling in my business again, I'm sure Kingpin will be very interested in your real identity. After all, Daredevil's true identity is worth far more than the mere one million or so in that bank. Don't you think?"

Bai Ye spoke calmly, then used the baton as a cane and limped into the car. He floored the accelerator and drove away, leaving Daredevil behind with an unreadable expression.

Inside the car, Bai Ye's tense expression suddenly twitched. Feeling the pain coursing through his body from the recoil of that kick—especially the severe cracks in both leg bones—he found the sensation absolutely agonizing.

"Damn, that Daredevil's constitution is way too good. No wonder he's a Super Hero who can both fight and take a beating. He didn't even die after taking a kick reinforced with my internal energy. A constitution of 1.4 is terrifying." Bai Ye looked over the data on the Stat Panel and sighed.

Name: Bai Ye

Lifespan: 18/120

Strength: 1.4+0.2

Constitution: 1.3+

Spirit: 1.4+

Charm: 1.4+

Unused Attribute Points: 0.3

Description:

Someone has launched an attack against you. Analyzing opponent data.

Name: Matthew Michael Murdock

Strength: 1.4

Agility: 1.4

Constitution: 1.4

Spirit: 2.9

Charm: 1.2

You have equipped 0.2 unused Attribute Points to Strength. Your actual Strength is 1.4. With an additional 0.2 Strength equipped, your displayed Strength is 1.6.

...

Looking over Matthew's data, Bai Ye could not help but sigh as well.

After investigating for the past several days, he had realized that the physical limit of an ordinary person should be around 1.4. Daredevil was the kind of monster who had reached the limits of the human body in strength, speed, and constitution.

Although the other man's eyes were blind, his Spirit stat had reached 2.9. His reactions were even sharper than Bai Ye's, who could see. Combined with his skilled combat techniques, if Bai Ye had not taken him by surprise through trickery, he would clearly have been kited to death.

Enduring the pain in his body, Bai Ye drove according to his memories to a pile of rocks in the suburbs. He then stuffed the sack of money from the car into a cave and blocked the entrance with stones.

After driving more than ten kilometers away, he discarded the mask, clothes, and rifle along with the car. Dragging a body that was nearly at its limit, he walked another few kilometers before finding a patch of wilderness woods to hide in.

"Fuck, robbing is easy, but cleaning up afterward is hard. I'm never doing this crap again." Leaning against a tree, Bai Ye complained. Then, gritting his teeth, he climbed to the treetop with his bare hands and began doing one-armed pull-ups.

That was right, pull-ups! He wanted to test a new idea that had just occurred to him. As long as he raised his Constitution to 1.4, the injuries on his body would heal without medicine, and he would not need to waste any Unused Attribute Points.

In the wilderness, Bai Ye endured the intense pain in his legs and gripped the trunk with his right arm as he began doing one-armed pull-ups.

He had to raise his Constitution to 1.4 tonight, then go to school pretending nothing had happened. That way, he could clear himself of suspicion.

10... 100... 1000...

Although exceeding the Strength limit placed a burden on his Constitution, the boost it brought was terrifying. Each movement consumed noticeably less stamina. Bai Ye did a thousand consecutive one-armed pull-ups before his arm felt slightly sore.

1345... 1346... 1347...

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and bent his right arm upward, feeling his muscles swell. The internal energy flowing from his Dantian eased the pain in his arm.

After completing 1,984 one-armed pull-ups, Bai Ye could no longer hold on. He switched to gripping the trunk with his left arm and let his right arm relax naturally. The next second, new messages appeared in the Description.

Description:

While injured, you completed a set of 1,984 one-armed pull-ups. Repeated 35,124 times, your body has sustained 0.12% long-term damage. It can recover on its own when Constitution reaches 1.5.

Repeat 5 times to increase the Strength cap by 0.1.

Repeat 1 time to increase the Constitution cap by 0.1.

Repeat 2 times to increase the Spirit cap by 0.1.

...

Just as I thought! Bai Ye's eyes lit up. He only needed to repeat it five times to raise his Strength cap of 1.6 by 0.1.

Clearly, the added Attribute Points had not merged into his base attributes. Instead, they counted as equipment.

In other words, when his actual Strength was 1.4, he gained an extra 0.2 Strength. When his actual Strength was 200, he would still gain an extra 0.2 Strength.

It could be understood this way: although the attribute value was that of the next level, the experience required to level up had not changed.

"I feel like I'm about to take off." Seeing his guess confirmed, all the frustration from tonight vanished. Bai Ye could not help but burst into laughter. Who could possibly withstand such good news?

With that thought, Bai Ye's fighting spirit surged even higher. He tightly gripped the trunk with his left arm and began training again.

Two hours later...

You completed a set of 1,145 two-armed sit-ups. Your Constitution attribute cap has increased to 1.4!

As new data appeared in the Description, a rapid series of cracking sounds rang out from all over Bai Ye's body.

The cracked bones in Bai Ye's legs, along with the dislocated muscles and bones throughout his body, were all healed amid the cracking sounds.

With his body restored to perfect condition, Bai Ye pushed off with both arms and executed a sharp midair flip before landing steadily on both feet.

After moving his body, now adjusted to perfection, Bai Ye looked toward his home more than twenty kilometers away. He took a light breath and set off toward home.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Under the pitch-black moonlight, Bai Ye was like a ghost of the night. Gust after gust of wind swept past his ears, scenery after scenery fell behind him, and his speeding body began to feel the resistance of the air.