35. Upgrades, Rewards
"Hmm... I'm in... Hospital wards? β
Dean wakes up from her bassinet-like bed.
I woke up to a white ceiling and a fan slowly spinning in the center, and the TV screen against the wall showed a shocking picture of the blockade of Lake Mead, plump blonde female reporters, a group of COPs, a dozen SUV police cars, and the hands of the wall clock above the TV pointed to 8 p.m.
Dean took a deep breath, and the pungent smell of disinfectant water rushed into his nasal cavity, shocking his spirit and his mind cleared up instantly.
"You're finally awake!"
"Rust, Britney, Caroline?"
Three acquaintances sat on chairs on either side of the bed, their tired faces filled with joy and gratitude.
"How long have I been lying down?"
"It's the night of the 22nd, and you've been in a coma for a day and a night, and you have a low-grade fever in between."
Dean supported the bed with both hands, sat down with his back against the guardrail at the head of the bed, Caroline quickly and thoughtfully put the pillow behind his back, a pair of small hands on his arms and kneading it like massage, and explained with a smile,
"But the fever has subsided, the doctor has examined you, you are very healthy, except for the injury in the abdomen that needs to be repaired, you are simply stronger than a lion!"
Dean glanced at the three people at the bedside,
"Are you alright?"
"It's a miracle! All the members of the Good Morning Band, including Liam, Carty, Noah, and their girlfriends, listened to your words and obediently lay on the barbecue grill without any harm, but they were frightened by the gunfire and are currently receiving psychological counseling. β
Caroline said,
"By the way, Dean, I tried my best to inform your uncle, but I didn't get in touch, but two of your neighbors, Jacob and Donya, came to take care of you for the night. The doctor said you were fine, and they went back. β
Dean nodded,
"Isn't it nice that I don't need to inform my uncle."
"Anyway, man." Rust and Britney Spears beside him got up excitedly, "If you hadn't stood up at that time, I would probably have died under the gun, and I would never see Grace again!" β
"Grace will bring your favorite grilled pork chop in a few days to show your appreciation."
"I can't wait." Dean laughed and swallowed, a gurgling sound in his stomach.
Caroline hurriedly handed over a peeled apple, and Dean nibbled it clean in three or two bites, and then grabbed a hot dog from the table shopping and nibbled on it.
"You're a true hero, a warrior, and Clark Kent alive! Vazel of the baseball team witnessed your heroic deeds and is making a big splash about your school. Rust was incoherent with excitement, his eyes shining with adoration.
"It's unbelievable that one man resisted a heavily armed thug and saved everyone from a rifle and grenade... In a few days, the school, the mayor, and the LVPD director will definitely give you a medal of honor! β
Dean's face sank, and the ham in his mouth suddenly became tasteless.
Everyone was busy running for their lives during the attack, why did a second force pay attention to him?
If this kind of thing becomes known.
How will he cope with the investigation that follows?
By the way, his love gun Colt M1911A1 also fell on the beach, and there is a high probability that he will be picked up by COP, and it will be a trouble at that time.
"What did Vazel say?"
"He said you threw a dart and hit the gunners hard, then rushed over and broke their necks one by one."
Dart?
Did the other party recognize the gun as a dart?
The corners of Dean's mouth twitched, but that guy didn't see the superpower,
"Vazel was dazzled, I was an ordinary high school student, although I learned a little wrestling skills, but I couldn't solve the three gunmen alone, in fact, there were other people who helped..."Dean explained in a solemn tone, "They were braver than me, they hugged the gunman's legs, wrapped around the gunman, and gave me the opportunity to shoot, and they were also shot and injured, I don't know if they were dead or alive." β
The three of them listened and slowly showed a sudden expression, "I knew that the black man was deliberately exaggerating the truth in order to show off!" β
Dean instilled the three of them repeatedly, and six others joined him in killing the gunman, but he didn't know them.
It wasn't until the trio half-convinced that he changed the subject.
"What about the others? Are your classmates and teachers okay at school? β
The atmosphere in the entire ward suddenly changed from euphoria to heavy, and the three of them lowered their heads, and the sadness on their faces permeated the air.
"Woo... Saranki is gone, Dora is gone. β
Britney grabbed the corner of the bed and covered her face and sobbed, and read a long list of names intermittently,
"Bonnie, Cherie, Bobby, Jeff, Ariel, Alex..."
"I didn't sleep well all night last night, and I dreamed that they were crying and crying for help, but I couldn't do anything... Woo..."
Britney's cries grew lower and lower, and she couldn't hear clearly.
Rust threw his arms around his girlfriend's trembling shoulders and choked up.
"And Tom, the coach of the baseball team, Mr. Cardell in math class, and her husband and daughter... Of the more than 100 people who attended the barbecue party, nearly a third were gone, and I heard that the death was horrible... More people were injured, some unconscious and not out of danger. β
Dean lowered his head after hearing this, and accompanied the three of them to quietly mourn for the group of victims for a few minutes.
In fact, he traveled through the past month, and he didn't have too much affection for his classmates who ignored him all day.
But in human nature, there is a trace of regret.
So many young lives have not had time to bloom before they can say goodbye to this world.
"How sad their relatives and friends should be."
Dean shook his head and sighed,
"Several mothers couldn't accept the reality and fainted crying, it was so magical, like a horror movie." Caroline put her arms around him, her eyes open, as if making some bad assumptions, "There hasn't been such a horrific attack in Las Vegas since I was born, why yesterday, and why did those three bastards choose our school?" β
Britney Spears and Rust also had palpitations on their faces.
No one could figure out how a good anniversary barbecue party could turn into such a bloody nightmare.
Dean pondered the question.
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The three of them continued to stay in the ward for more than half an hour, greeting Dean and repeatedly admonishing him.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
"Man, get some rest... It's time for us to leave, or the family will be worried. Rust stepped forward and gave his good brother a heavy hug, and gently punched him in the chest, "I'll see you tomorrow morning!" β
"There's fruit, biscuits, all kinds of bread, yogurt," Britney said, hugging him, "yes, the school will cover all medical expenses, including the ambulance, so you don't have to worry about that." β
Then, under Caroline's eyes, the two pushed the door and left.
The only people left in the room were Dean and the rock girl in the oversized sweatshirt.
Dean heard the girl's rapid breathing and pounding heartbeat.
A fragrant wind blows.
Caroline buried her face in his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist.
She was scared, her petite body trembling like a frightened bunny.
Dean reached out and stroked the supple golden ponytail that he had been curious about for a long time, and gently patted her back for a long time, and the trembling stopped.
"I thought I was going to die." Caroline looked up and looked him in the eye, "I have the image of lying in the coffin scratching with my hands over and over again, but I can't push it away. β
"I only know crying, it's shameful and humiliating!"
"That's normal." Dean was reassured.
"When I regain my composure, do you know what the first thought is in my head?" Caroline asked.
Dean lowered his head very cooperatively and made a gesture of listening,
Caroline's tone had a hint of special meaning, and her well-behaved, fair-skinned pretty face was full of unwillingness, "I'm still so young, I haven't had a boyfriend yet, I haven't won the championship of the singing competition, and I haven't become a world-famous singer yet!" How could I die? β
Dean smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth,
"The dangers are over, and there will be more opportunities in the future, and you will definitely be able to make your dreams come true."
"Everyone was running away, yelling, crying, crazy!" Caroline's voice and gaze became more and more gentle, "You are the only one who comforted me, and you took the initiative to rush to those bastards for us!" β
"Ugh." Dean touched his nose and didn't refute.
"I seem to be sick, and I always think of your rushing figure."
Caroline touched her hot cheek and craned her neck to launch a surprise attack, imprinting a kiss on Dean's left cheek.
Itchy, lukewarm.
She sat down on the hospital bed and was close to his arms.
Dean took advantage of the situation and hugged her waist, feeling the softness and elasticity in his arms, and his palm involuntarily rubbed his skin as smooth as silk and as white as milk.
She weighs very lightly and has slender bones, but she has a good build.
The fair-skinned and delicate face does not have the freckles that are common to Westerners.
Caroline stroked her hair, feeling his touch, a hint of shyness appeared on her face,
"I'm just now realizing that you're different from other naΓ―ve high school students, you don't know much more than just writing songs, more than-"
"But promise me, until the next time I'm so impulsive, at least... Write a song for me first? β
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Dean and Caroline then chatted passionately for another five minutes, and the girl left the room with a red face.
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Quiet was restored to the ward.
Dean was finally able to calm down and sort out yesterday's harvest.
Dean Lew
Character Level: 0 (90/100)
Age: 18
Physique: 11.5
Power: 10.5
Sensitivity: 11.5
Perception: 9
Spirit: 12.1
Will: 11β11.2
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Abilities (3/5):
Fighting Lv1 (65/200)
Shot Lv0 (25/100)
Shadow of the Past Lv0 (4/100)
Specialty:
Junior Iron Man
Event: 0/1
Completed β
1. The death of teenage Dean.
2. Mona's whereabouts.
3. Hunting (rewards to be withdrawn)
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"A battle of life and death, the harvest far exceeds daily training, the will attribute has been tempered and increased by 0.2, the proficiency of combat and ranged weapons has increased by dozens of points, and the shadow of the past that has not changed for a hundred years has also increased by 3 points at a time."
"Fighting is the best teacher."
Dean sighed.
The Lakeside Shootout also proved that using combat or shooting to kill a target is the most effective way to increase proficiency.
But Dean can't figure out what the principle is?
Extract their own skills, experience, and proficiency from the bodies of these deceased?
In any case, killing these criminals who raised their butcher knives at the innocent people was not psychologically burdensome.
With that in mind, he took out a box of yogurt from his bag and drank it while reflecting on his combat experience.
This martial arts skill was unleashed, and it repeatedly provided him with inspiration to deal with emergencies and save the day.
But the real decisive factor is still the superpower of "Shadow".
This life-and-death struggle is enough to prove-
For ordinary people, including soldiers who have undergone military training and are extremely combat-effective, if they do not happen to use a flame weapon on the "Shadow", the "Shadow" is an unsolvable bug for them.
"Well, 'Shadow' is still the focus of daily training in the future, and of course fighting and shooting can't be left behind."
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Dean looked at the event "Hunt".
Easy difficulty, 80 experience, a small percentage higher than the 60 experience of "Finding Mona", which was also easy last time.
Is it because it's more dangerous?
Dean also has a rough guess - for all easy events, the experience reward will not be higher than 100 points.
Extract!
Personal XP +80, Personal Level Lv0β Lv1 (70/200)
Hmmm-
The familiar electric shock heat rushed through the body.
Dean stared at the large flickering prompts in front of himβ
You have risen in the ranks, you have managed to take a new step and prove your strength
You gain 1 attribute point
As a result of leveling up for the first time, you gain an additional system ability -
Dean swept his gaze,
In the system, after the original three functions of ability, expertise, and event, there is suddenly an additional system capabilityββ
God's Perspective Lv0
Perception: You can observe everything within 5 meters of your center.
Physical barriers can't block God's perspective.
Recording: With this ability, the system will faithfully record all the pictures, sounds, smells around you... And all the events that took place.
You can flip through the recordings anytime, anywhere, review the details, review them, peel back the threads, and find useful clues.
Note: The system ability is not consumed, but it is also impossible to obtain proficiency, it is upgraded with the personal level, but no attribute rewards will be given when leveling up.
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Dean was a little disappointed, the system capabilities are not described as an all-weather body camera.
Just don't occupy 3/5 of the ability slots.
"Forget it, improve your strength first."
He first turned his gaze to the attribute points obtained by leveling up, without any hesitation.
Spirit: 12.1β13.1
For a moment, a cool breeze blew on both sides of the temples.
It was as if tentacles composed of invisible energy were drilled into the air, penetrating the skull, directly touching Dean's cerebral cortex, gently kneading, massaging, and a crispy numb sensation emerged.
Like a thousand tiny ants crawling on his brain.
Hissβ
Refreshing!
Dean lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and let out a low roar, ten fingers and toes, all straight.
Strange feelings come and go quickly.
Disappears after five seconds.
Dean opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a bright flame in his black eyes.
Fighting, shooting, shadows of the past, math class puzzles, drawing techniques, inspirations, and images of a brief encounter with Caroline just now came to mind.
A lot of strange thoughts, uncontrollably active and emerging.
"Spirituality represents thought, spirituality, and emotion."
"As the spirit grows, the mind will become more active, the feelings will be more abundant and rich, and the mind will be sensitive."
"Of course, the main thing is the spiritual increase, the spiritual growth, my biggest killer feature, the 'Shadow of the Past' will also be strengthened!"
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Dean checked the room and made sure there were no cameras, and there were no hidden pinhole cameras in this era.
Then his mind moved, and suddenly a gust of wind blew in the calm hospital room, and the curtains flew with all his might.
The electric fan overhead was crumbling.
A black phantom hovered abruptly around the fan, moving rapidly in the direction it was turning.
"The increase in strength and speed is very weak."
Dean glanced at the clock and wrote down the moment.
Hmmm-
Like a bird with fluttering wings, the "shadow" flew out of the window of the ward, flew into the dark night sky as best its might, and then seemed to hit a wall of air, unable to move an inch, hovering in mid-air!
"Well, the maximum distance has increased from ten meters to about thirteen meters, and the growth is not completely linear."
"And what about the duration?"
"It's been improved from five minutes to six minutes, and there is still room to go, and it should last until six and a half minutes."
1 point of spirit, the improvement is quite large.
And for superpowers, every little bit of progress can mean the difference between life and death.
Dean was satisfied.
"Ei, do you feel like you're getting stronger?" Dean smiled as he looked at the mist-shrouded body standing in the hall, who gave him a puppet-like expression.
"It seems that Ying's IQ has not changed, maybe he can become smarter by upgrading his skills."
Dean retracts "Shadow".
Attention shifted to the new system ability "God's Perspective".
Initiate.
It was dark in front of my eyes, and the sky was spinning.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a huge head with short black hairβthe top of his head, his shoulders, and the white hospital bed beneath him.
"What a strange angle, change!"
Dean suddenly saw his face, and I have to say that after experiencing a baptism of blood and fire, this face, between the hard facial features, is more masculine and more resolute.
But his chin was bare, and he still looked like a teenager at the top.
And then there's the back, the sides, under the bed β
Dean just tried it for half an hour.
He found that what he observed from God's perspective was not limited by his own senses.
In addition to hearing, sight, and smell, within a radius of five meters around his body, pictures, sounds, smells, temperatures, and other inexplicable details can be observed.
He could see the ground under the bed as he sat on the bed.
Through the wooden door of the ward, he could see the nurse passing by in the corridor outside the door, and smell her rose perfume.
"God's perspective, perspective perception, but only five meters."
With his eyes closed, ears and nose closed, Dean was able to see his surroundings through his abilities.
And this ability can not only observe, but also record.
Automatically record video footage of what is happening around Dean around the clock.
He can look at it from any angle at any time.
"It's more flexible than you think, and the experience is far more than VR games decades from now. Specifically, God's perspective is a bit like 'Mewtwo' in Cyberpunk 2077, a game I played in my last life, which can be activated at any time, but cannot be zoomed in or out, and cannot be seen clearly where it is too dark, and the sound is too low to be heard. β
"When you sleep, it works the same way."
"If I'm in an extremely dangerous environment, I can use this feature to record my surroundings and spy on snoopers."
"I can quietly look at the area behind me and watch out for stalkers."
"Look inside the target's clothing and check if they are carrying dangerous weapons."
The effects of spiritual enhancement begin to manifest.
In a short period of time, many inspirations for the "God's perspective" came to Dean's mind, and the initial disappointment slowly faded.
"Accessibility features, when used well, can go a long way!"
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In the quiet of the hospital room.
Dean examined the wound in his abdomen, stitched it up and bandaged it, but to be on the safe side, he didn't plan to overdo it.
So I experimented with the "God's Perspective" function, summoned the "shadow", replenished food to fill my belly, and thought about how to deal with the next COP or FBI scrutiny.
A night passed unconsciously.
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