After returning home, nothing else happened along the way.
Zhou An sat in his room and lit the oil lamp.
He stared at the dim yellow flame and sank into thought.
The same old saying held true: in this world, strength was the only hard standard.
Everything else was empty.
With strength, all schemes and tricks were mere talk.
No matter how many flashy tricks they had, once they came at him, one punch would knock them flat.
Zhou An carefully reviewed his skills and realized that what he lacked most right now was probably a defensive skill.
Soaring Dragon Steps could indeed evade attacks, but it was merely a movement technique.
If he had bad luck one day, or got hit by mistake, then without a defensive skill, his flesh-and-blood body would be fragile.
Even in games, everyone knew that a boss with high attack and low defense had an extremely low margin for error.
Therefore, in Zhou An's view, a defensive skill was his top priority at the moment.
But for now, the key question was how to improve his defense.
His Golden Finger came from life skills.
If he wanted to obtain a defensive skill, he could only grind proficiency through life skills.
When I designed that game, I should have made it a cultivation game, Zhou An thought.
He tapped his fingers against the table, producing a steady thud-thud-thud as he considered abilities related to defense.
After thinking for roughly half an hour, Zhou An came up with two options.
The first was to improve his defense through external items.
There were many ways to do that. The simplest was the skill of blacksmithing.
Blacksmithing could forge armor or other defensive items to increase his defense. But this method had one flaw.
Not only did he