Who Isn't the Biological Child?

But Yu Xunge didn't dislike the perfectionism brought by the Food God talent either. This talent required careful cooking to bring out its full potential.

Still, she wasn't in a hurry. Since the first closed beta, she had been in a state of extreme anxiety, never daring to relax for even a moment, as though a beast were chasing her from behind. Now that the greatest threat was in hand, she could slow down a little. At the very least... she had to sleep a full six hours every day, right?!

Lying in bed, Yu Xunge watched the humidifier beside her spray out a mist of advanced Revealing Potion.

Yu Xunge looked over her current attributes.

[Strength]: 8+2

[Constitution]: 11+2

[Intelligence]: 14+1

[Agility]: 21

Most healthy people with exercise habits started at around 7, though Intelligence was affected by IQ. Male fitness enthusiasts could even have starting Strength and Constitution values of 10, while runners or parkour enthusiasts could have Agility far above 7.

But even using those highest values as a benchmark, Yu Xunge's current attributes were comparable to those of a level 6 player. Yet she was actually only level 0. Her only experience came from the dozen or so small quests she had completed during the first closed beta, along with Heqipa's quest, and neither had given much experience.

The game would officially invade next February.

Yu Xunge had no plans to give the authorities any hints. Even though her plans were now complete and it no longer mattered whether she did good deeds or not, there was simply no need. During the third closed beta, hundreds of thousands of people would log into the game. While most people who encountered a stroke of fortune would want to keep their heads down, there would always be exceptions.

Some people would gain abilities and want to show them off. Others would gain abilities and want to accomplish things they had failed to do before.

It couldn't be hidden. There was no way it could be hidden.

Those people would be exposed soon enough. That was how it had been in her previous life. Strange news had frequently appeared near the end of 2078, and rumors had even begun spreading one or two months before the game's invasion.

Besides, Yu Xunge believed the authorities had long since received the information they needed. Among those hundreds of thousands of people, some had to be government personnel. Otherwise, they would not have reacted so quickly in her previous life.

She had stockpiled what needed stockpiling, seized what needed seizing, and spent what needed spending. Next, Yu Xunge intended to systematically study combat and shooting. The rest of her time would go toward practicing her profession and cooking.

She wasn't actually bad at either close-quarters combat or long-range shooting. During the final year of her escape, her close-combat skills had been honed through repeated life-and-death battles.

They were all killing techniques. Every move focused not on looking cool, but on striking vital points: elbows to the throat, fingers in the eyes, punches to the kidneys, elbows driven into the heart, and so on. It wasn't that she thought those techniques were useless or ugly. She wanted to learn more!

Otherwise, no matter how high her stats were, if she couldn't use them, she would never be able to truly bring out her strength.

Any martial art capable of becoming its own school must have its merits. She wanted to study them systematically.

As for long-range shooting, all the shooting she had done in her previous life had been magical—throwing arcane missiles, ice spheres, fireballs, and other magic projectiles. She had relied entirely on instinct. Perhaps she truly had talent, and with the [Acting] talent allowing her to store three other people's talents, the combination of various skills had let her evade capture for an entire year.

But now that she had the divinely bestowed [Sharpshooter] talent, failing to master shooting would be letting both that talent and her Agility of 21 down.

Yu Xunge could afford the classes. In the mornings, she studied combat: how to exert force more effectively, which parts of the body could be used as weapons, how to break free when her movements were restricted, and so on. In the afternoons, she practiced shooting, learning how to control range, calculate wind direction, and more.

Unlike the haphazard methods of her previous life, Yu Xunge now felt herself changing every day.

Those physical stats were no longer just numbers. She had become more flexible and perceptive, and the strength she could exert had grown greater as well.

Even her shooting coach was shocked by her talent. When she had arrived on the first day, her posture holding a bow had been completely improper—clearly something she had learned from Qiandu. Yet in less than a week, she could hit the target every time within thirty meters. If he hadn't known she was already twenty-six, he would have wanted to recommend that she try out for the national team.

The only strange thing was that after firing a few arrows, she would always miss one. He wondered if girls simply lacked the strength.

Yu Xunge wasn't lacking strength at all. She just didn't want to reveal that her seventh strike was guaranteed to crit. So whenever she reached the seventh arrow, she deliberately pulled the bowstring back only a little, making the arrow fly out limply.

Yu Xunge knew her own limits. Given time to aim, she was fine, but with rapid-fire shots, she could only guarantee a sixty percent hit rate. Her accuracy against moving targets was even lower, let alone shooting while running.

But she wasn't discouraged. Everything had only just begun.

While Yu Xunge was busy as a bee over here, Yu Qingshan finally recovered enough to seal away those fragments. He was optimistic too. His own son had lost half his manhood and still hadn't collapsed in despair, while his daughter was helping him look for treatment. Maybe there was a skill that could repair items?! One had to believe in miracles!

So from that day onward, Yu Qingshan also began asking around for information on players.

Yi Qiuguo had instead become the happiest person in the family aside from Yu Xunge. Her son had married into a wealthy family, and their whole family had encountered unexpected opportunities. She couldn't think of any reason not to be happy. As for what surname her future grandchildren would have, she honestly didn't care. It certainly wouldn't be Yi anyway, so what difference did it make? She thought she had a clear head.

She was the kind of smart woman people online described as seeing through everything.

Her only regret was that her daughter no longer gave her spending money.

Yu Xunge was speechless. Her son had married into wealth, yet she was still asking her unemployed daughter for spending money!

[Happy Qiuguo]: @Yu Xunge Daughter, Mom saw a handbag I like. [Shy]

Yu Xunge directly held down the message, tapped [Quote], then tagged Yu Xunhuan.

[Yu Xunge]: @Yu Xunhuan Little brother, your sister saw a gun she likes. [Shy]

Time to tap the wealthy-family live-in son-in-law and make him drop some coins.

Yu Xunhuan: "..."

Yu Xunhuan truly wasn't short of money. That was what made the Su Family a wealthy family. Ever since he had "married" into the Su Family and become one of them, they transferred five million into his account every month as spending money. His food and housing were covered, and someone bought or tailored his clothes for him. That five million was purely for fun.

Living off a rich wife really was wonderful!

And his wedding night had gone smoothly too. The bed Yu Xunge had given him really did have something special about it. After turning off the lights, they had battled until dawn.

He had practically forgotten that he was nearly crippled...

Su Yitong was also quite satisfied. Though she didn't know whether it was just her imagination, she felt something was... a little off... But she didn't dwell on it.

Thinking of that, Yu Xunhuan generously transferred five hundred thousand to each of the two women in the family.

Then he asked them to help him inquire about divinely bestowed talents, especially whether anyone had received one but been unable to use it.

Naturally, the two women eagerly agreed, saying in the group chat, "Sure, sure, sure, Boss. Don't worry, leave it to us."

Their service attitude was so good it nearly rivaled Haidilao.

Yu Qingshan also popped up, transferring money to both women and asking them to find out whether there were any skills or items that could repair objects.

The two women once again filled the screen with, "Sure, sure, sure, thank you, Boss. Don't worry, leave it to us."

Then the two women immediately forgot all about it.

A week later, Yu Xunhuan and Yu Qingshan asked in the group whether there was any news. The moment they asked, neither mother nor daughter made a sound. Both played dead.

Yu Xunge even pointed at the group chat on her phone and cursed herself. "Yu Xunge, Yu Xunge, if you're not the biological child, then who is?!"