Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Yan Yiming continued, "My initial attribute was blue, which showed some potential. Later, my family bought me treasure chests to upgrade me to level 10, and then bought me another matching blue attribute."

Yang understood. Those who could level up by using treasure chests in the first ten levels and who could afford blue-level attributes were at least from middle-class families or above.

"So I don't know exactly what the extra benefits are, I've never enjoyed them, and I only found out about the purple tag benefits afterward."

Yang Hui fell into thought. Most of these were easy to deal with, except for the law enforcement officers with special keywords, who were more troublesome. The purple keywords might have additional issues.

You still need to save one entry slot to select "I have a little secret".

The entry description states that your entry cannot be deciphered by any means.

However, this entry is ultimately just a white rarity, and it hasn't actually been chosen to buff itself yet, so it doesn't know how this effect is achieved.

Yang Hui was somewhat unsure of what to do.

However, this entry is currently his only solution for the Level 10 registration process.

Yang Hui finished the last spoonful of double-skin milk pudding in his bowl and said, "I'm done eating. Let's go. I'll take you back to the academy."

"You haven't finished eating yet, there's still some double-skin milk pudding left."

Just as he was about to get up, he saw the dessert in the bowl rise visibly at an astonishing speed.

Yang Hui was somewhat surprised. He quickly scanned his surroundings but found nothing unusual. When he looked down again, the double-skin milk looked exactly as it had been served.

He sat down calmly, thought for a moment, and concluded that Yan Yiming was behind it.

Yang Hui took another bite and said, "Is this your ability to create entries? To utter decrees and make them come true?"

Yan Yiming took a sip of milk tea and said, "This is the ability that comes from the combination of my three attributes. I can't say the specific names of the attributes or how they were combined."

"Pei Feng's attribute values ​​are quite high. Although we are both above level 20, I am not as good as him in close combat. My strength lies in my attribute abilities."

Yang Hui thought this was normal. It wouldn't be suitable for Yan Yiming to push himself to the limit and train like crazy every day at his age.

"Even though your attribute values ​​aren't high, aren't you still invincible? Why don't you just say something and let him die?"

Yang's recollection was ideal and comprehensive.

Yan Yiming laughed loudly, "If I really had that kind of ability, I wouldn't be in Beicheng anymore; my whole family would have moved to the central city to enjoy a life of luxury long ago."

It seems that his abilities have significant flaws.

Yan Yiming was still young and couldn't keep things to himself; his face was full of "come ask me" expressions.

"You..." Yang Hui had barely uttered a single word when the other person said:

Do you know that everything has value in this world?

Yan Yiming put on a long face and said, "Double-skin milk is practically insignificant in this world, so I can control it to some extent. But you're asking me to let double-skin milk flood the entire city? I definitely can't do that, and I might even be punished?"

"So, that time at the library, you didn't let someone fall down there?"

Yang Hui recalled hearing Yan Yiming's voice in the library before.

That time, a college student reached level ten and was about to fly into the sky, whipping up a cloud of sand.

At that moment, a voice announced, "Takeoff is prohibited here!"

He fell down.

Yang Hui was certain that the voice belonged to Yan Yiming.

"That looks like it defines the rules of the universe."

Seeing this, Yan Yiming actually smiled proudly and said, "Wasn't I incredibly cool that time?!"

"That's pretty impressive."

He continued, "I didn't actually define the rules; it's just that that person had very little value to the world, so I was able to make him fail to take off."

"Regarding the value of something, I've figured out my own set of rules. First, the higher your rank, the weaker my control over you. Second, it depends on how important you are to the world. Simply put, if you hold a high position, even without a rank, I can't do anything to you."

As he spoke, he forcefully forked a piece of strawberry cake, the tip of the fork striking the plate with a short, sharp sound.

"I achieved this by combining three entries. After all, they weren't gold entries, so there were certain costs or drawbacks."

"If only I had gold-tier affixes, or if I could change all my affix rarity to gold, I might really become a god and do whatever I want."

A gold-level entry? Yang Hui already has one.

Yang Hui was no longer in a hurry; he was now somewhat curious about Yan Yiming.

"Have you ever tried any special uses for it on your own?"

"Of course I tried! I tried saying I wanted to add a few more zeros to my family's savings account."

"Not only did I fail, but I also had a high fever for three months that time, and my brain was almost deranged."

Yang Hui thought to himself: No wonder the teachers in the academy are so strict with him. Yan Yiming's vocabulary ability is very comprehensive, but he may very well accidentally ruin his own life.

Moreover, Yan Yiming is very dangerous; what he says in a moment of emotion could very well come true.

Nobody knows the upper limit of his ability to use his vocabulary.

"You must have a lot of potential in the Administration Bureau, so why didn't we let you attend the annual potential summit?"

With cream smeared on his lips, Yan Yiming rolled his eyes and said, "Me? Don't underestimate Pei Feng just because he can play a song. If it really came down to a fight, I probably wouldn't be able to say a word before he'd be rubbing me in the ground."

To put it bluntly, their practical experience is too weak and their attribute values ​​are too low, making them only suitable for playing a support role from the back.

Furthermore, he is at a fun and rebellious age, so the quality of his abilities is one thing, but whether he can be used by the Administration Bureau is the key.

Yan Yiming suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he said, "How about I take you to play in the game's dungeon?"

Yang Hui's lips twitched as he asked, "Are you going to take me, or am I going to take you?"

"That's not important! Are we leaving or not!"

"I'm only level nine, while you're already over level 20, and we still can't get into a game instance."

"Too."

Yan Yiming held an ice cream cone in each hand, licking the left one and then the right one.

Yang glanced at his phone and said, "I really have to go now, I have things to do."

Yan Yiming was about to say something.

He interrupted, saying, "I'll go to Songfeng Martial Arts Club and then take you back to the academy."

Yang Hui wanted to fulfill Alai's dying wish, since it had all been converted into experience points.

He was just going to visit his master.

He also wanted to ask how to elbow someone so that it hurts more.

Yan Yiming quickly said, "I'm a full-fledged member of the Third Squad of the Management Bureau, after all. I won't cause you any trouble. In fact, I might even be able to lend you a hand in a critical moment!"

Yang Hui thought about it for a moment and realized it made sense, but he still called Pei Feng.

"Pei Feng, is it alright if I take Yan Yiming out for a walk?"

"Oh? It's okay, just take him home before school ends."

Pei Feng's voice sounded listless, as if he hadn't slept well.

After turning off his phone, Yang Hui turned his head and saw Yan Yiming staring at him with wide eyes, pretending to be pitiful.

"Let's go, I'll take you home before school ends."

"Yay!"

Yang Hui rode the electric scooter in front, while Yan Yiming sat on the back, clutching two unfinished ice cream cones.

He turned into the tenement building according to the navigation and stopped in front of an alley.

Yang asked, "Yan Yiming, do you know about the Songfeng Martial Arts Club?"

"I know that the martial arts club in Beicheng, which was one of the top clubs a few years ago, has declined somewhat. My parents once wanted to send me here to train, but this place is now on the border of the Third Team's jurisdiction, so we rarely come here."

Yang Hui parked his electric scooter by the roadside, and the two of them entered the alley one after the other.

The alley is lined with mottled gray walls, with a few wild grasses sprouting from the cracks in the walls.

Yang Hui then asked, "As official members, what is your view on the Songfeng Martial Arts Club?"

"How do you look at it? Just stand there and look."

"I mean, is there any special news or anything like that?"

"Songfeng Martial Arts Club is quite famous in the martial arts circle of Beicheng, but it is very low-key. Master Chen, the founder of the club, has not accepted any students for several years. This is what the public knows."

Their personal disciples would bathe in a special potion that increased their attribute values.

Yan Yiming read the message he found on the official platform word by word.

Yang Hui craned his neck to take a look, and it was different from what he found on his official platform.

How can regular personnel obtain intelligence so easily in such a short time?

Is this the difference?