infodatos Chapter 2 The Tragedy of the Weak
Chapter 2 The Tragedy of the Weak
[Note: The characteristics of the data-driven panel are—]
1. Body Datafication - Skills and abilities will not degenerate, and every practice will lead to improvement. Injuries will not significantly affect physical condition, and general points can be used to recover instantly.
2. Item Data Digitization – Accurate knowledge of the basic physical properties of items with energy levels no higher than yours.
[Note: "Extra-masculine" can make you emotionally unstable, irritable, and aggressive.]
coming!
The system has finally arrived!
Dong Guanfei's heart instantly felt at ease.
He also reads online novels in his spare time, so he is quite familiar with various systems.
I never expected that I would have such a lucky break this time!
Option 1 should be eliminated first.
For Dong Guanfei, who has read hundreds of online novels, the one-cubic-meter storage backpack is extremely helpful, and its uses are endless.
Infertility within 24 hours can also save him the cost of buying an "insurance policy".
However, these pale in comparison to the features of a data dashboard.
Although "Super Hero" goes against the traditional thinking of Dongda University, which is to make a fortune quietly, the data panel is just too appealing.
He looked up and noticed the amused, half-smiling smile on Anna's smooth, delicate face.
Clearly, she couldn't see the pale gold lettering.
Therefore, only he himself should be able to see it.
Just as he was about to speak, Anna lightly licked her red lips, her eyes brimming with spring-like tears, "Dear Dong, you don't need to have any other worries, I will help you."
Dong Guanfei straightened up and said respectfully, "Senior Detective Yakron, thank you for your appreciation, but I decline."
Anna's face froze instantly, her eyes widened abruptly, and her right hand clenched involuntarily until her knuckles turned noticeably white.
"I'm sorry, what you just said reminded me of my uncle's advice, so I was distracted."
"My uncle went missing more than a year ago. Before he disappeared, he told me to stay in the police station's third team until he returned."
Dong Guanfei lowered his eyes and bowed slightly, appearing respectful.
Anna was displeased, her gaze fixed on his face like a nail.
Hmm... this guy doesn't seem to be lying.
But do you think you can get away with what I've set my sights on?
Innocent!
Besides, you are a lowly Easterner.
What makes an Asian boy feel that he has a choice?
interesting!
hehe......
After a long pause, Anna said gently, "I see." Then she turned and walked slowly toward the annex.
Dong Guanfei maintained a respectful posture until Anna's figure disappeared around the corner of the main entrance of the annex building, then straightened up and let out a soft breath.
This is the legendary evil witch!
Clearly, he's in big trouble.
Anna will definitely not let this go.
This is like a vice president from another department in the company trying to poach someone, only to be rejected outright by a small-time employee.
Saying they "don't know what's good for them" is an understatement.
Not agreeing immediately is considered negligence, a slap in the face, and disobedience.
The problem is that neither "Option 1" nor "Option 2" leads to a good outcome.
This is the tragedy of the weak—they have no choice at all.
Moreover, this is a bizarre world where people eat each other.
Anna harbored deep prejudice against people of East Asian descent; otherwise, she wouldn't have expressed sentiments like "lowly, inferior East Asians."
In fact, periodicals and newspapers in various concessions have been promoting and reinforcing the slander that Easterners are inferior and inferior to Westerners, much like the "sick man of East Asia" smear campaign in the world before the transmigration.
Therefore, Anna is definitely not someone to be trifled with.
Sigh... Why would such a beautiful girl be an evil witch who could kill at any moment?
If Anna doesn't want me to die, I'll give in for now; saving my life is the most important thing...
[The incident is over.]
next moment.
A pale golden light slowly unfolded before his eyes.
Name: Dong Guanfei
Lifespan: 19 years 182 days / 86 years 216 days
[Physical Fitness: 75 (Strong, with a graceful physique)]
Strength: 78 (You can handle any pose)
Agility: 80 (Reaction speed far exceeds that of ordinary people)
[Mental State: 80 (Sharp senses, easily detects abnormalities)]
[Charm: 95 (A succubus among women, easily captivating and favored by the opposite sex; easily envied by the same sex)]
[Luck: 50 (It will fluctuate within a range of plus or minus 5; right now, you're no different from the average person)]
[Innate Talent: 60 (Some potential, but not much)]
[Talent: None]
[Item: Space Key]
【技能：比尔语LV2、轻火药武器射击LV1、野外生存LV2、十大真形拳LV2、飞刀LV3】
[Health: Abnormal]
[Mana: None]
[Strength: None]
[Common points: 15]
[Melodious: Super Male 23 hours 59 minutes 56 seconds (countdown)]
[Note: The maximum physical attribute score for an average person is 100, but it is normally around 50.]
Dong Guanfei immediately focused his attention on the bright red [Health: Abnormal] indicator—[Note: You have been specifically targeted by an evil spirit raised by a sorcerer. Your life is in constant danger in the darkness.]
As expected, the original owner of this body was ambushed.
The fact that [Charm: 95] silently explains the reason.
Next is the spatial key among the items—[Note: The safety lock you wear around your neck points to a specific safe node in the dark space. It can be opened when your Spirit attribute exceeds 100, or by using a universal point to open it, allowing your soul to enter.]
Dong Guanfei couldn't help but reach out and stroke the square silver peace lock through his shirt.
This silver lock is an heirloom passed down through generations. It has delicate patterns and a warm, lustrous silver texture. It is engraved with simple cloud patterns, but has no other designs or words.
His uncle, Dong Guotao, had repeatedly told him not to lose it.
It must have been this silver lock that helped him temporarily escape the evil spirit's clutches.
Safety locks really do keep you safe!
Without a doubt, this is an extremely precious treasure.
In addition, skill levels are divided as follows:
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LV1 is the entry level, and it is the level that an average person can reach after about three years of diligent study and practice.
LV2 represents proficiency, a level that ordinary people achieve through five to ten years of diligent practice, making them skilled.
LV3 represents proficiency, a level that ordinary people can reach through more than ten years of diligent study and practice, and can be called an expert.
LV4 is the level of a master, one in ten thousand, requiring exceptional talent to reach.
LV5 represents Grandmaster or God-level, possessing unparalleled skill and unique characteristics, one in a billion.
The problem is that none of the five skills are of much help in getting rid of his current demon crisis.
The Ten True Forms Fist is a family-inherited boxing style passed down by Dong Guotao to the original owner of the body. It includes ten forms: Dragon, Tiger, Horse, Rooster, Swallow, Hawk, Snake, Bear, Monkey, and Eagle.
This set of boxing techniques requires the use of unique breathing methods, visualization, and stance training.
The goal of cultivation is to strengthen the body and help the original body sense the "Qi" around it. It has little practical combat ability and is called "cultivation method".
According to Dong Guotao, one can only learn specialized training methods and fighting techniques after sensing the "Qi".
Unfortunately, the original owner was unable to sense "Qi", so he was unable to learn the "training method" and "fighting method", nor did he know the secret of the Peace Silver Lock.
In fact, various kinds of True Form Fist are circulating in the martial arts world.
These True Form Fist routines look very similar, so the original owner's inheritance wasn't particularly eye-catching.
Dong Guanfei tried to add points to the Ten True Form Fist LV2.
【说明：进度35/100，提升至LV3（0/1000）需要使用7个通用点】
Then he tried his luck—
[Note: For base values between 50 and 59, one general point increases luck by one point; for base values between 60 and 69, ten general points increase luck by one point, and so on.]
We can't afford it, we simply can't afford it!
Next is the foundation—
[Note: Between levels 60 and 69, ten general points increase one point of Root Bone; between levels 70 and 79, one hundred general points increase one point, and so on.]
Poverty is the only word to describe it!
Dong Guanfei silently cursed inwardly.
It seems his only option is to enter that safe node in the dark space to find a way out, but the timing isn't right now; he'll have to wait until after the shift change.
If he still can't find a solution by then, he can only try to improve the Ten True Form Fist techniques.
If all else fails, he'll have to hurry back before dark and cling to the witch Anna's leg.
Even if he is to be completely taken advantage of by Anna in the future, that is the future.
As long as he is alive, there is a chance to turn things around.
Furthermore, he can also extract system missions from Anna.
There are demons in front, witches behind, and who knows what other strange things are behind them.
It's tough...
Dong Guanfei was somewhat surprised to find that he seemed to be accepting things quite quickly.
Have we become numb?
But thinking about it, it's normal, considering he even encountered something as bizarre as time travel.
It has absolutely nothing to do with Anna being beautiful and charming.
We desperately need witches right now!
While trying to find humor in his predicament, Dong Guanfei continued to conduct various point-addition tests.
Then, he drew his Flying Tiger-21 revolver from its holster and examined it carefully.
He had never used a revolver before his time travel; he had only ever used a 12-gauge shotgun.
The original owner only started handling firearms after joining the police force a little over a year ago, and had never fired more than two hundred rounds of live ammunition.
In addition to the six-round double-action Flying Tiger-21 revolver, he also had a bolt-action Qianlong-08 rifle.
The Qianlong-08's design is very similar to the Kar98k rifle in the game PUBG. It has a 5-round magazine, iron sights, and an effective range of about 500 meters.
However, he can only carry the Qianlong-08 rifle when he goes on some official missions; normally he can only carry the Feihu-21 with him.
Gunpowder-fired small arms of this era had become common, featuring a firepower configuration of smokeless powder, full metal armor, and center firing.
In fact, because Dong Guotao said that using gunpowder weapons would reduce the possibility of a martial artist sensing "Qi", the original owner rarely fired a gun.
He placed even greater trust in the six willow-leaf throwing knives he carried with him.
Meanwhile, in Anna's office on the second floor of the annex building.
"Tony, there's a uniformed police officer, Dong Guanfei, on night duty at the entrance of the temporary morgue. Go and hand over the duties to him."
"Wait for the day shift staff to arrive, then you can hand over the duties to them."
Anna gave instructions to a middle-aged Asian man in a calm tone.
"Yes, sir."
"There might be something a little strange in the morgue, so be careful."
"If appropriate, you can give Dong Guanfei a little scare to make him understand the proper respect and appreciate your kindness, but don't actually hurt him."
"Yes, sir, I understand."
The middle-aged man bowed slightly, then turned and walked out of the office.
Police in military uniform?
The lowest-ranking sergeant in the police station.
Consumables are readily available.
What merits or abilities does this Dong Guanfei possess?
To actually win over Lady Anna's favor!
The middle-aged man's doubts vanished the moment he saw Dong Guanfei.
"Are you Officer Dong Guanfei?"
"Yes, sir. May I ask who you are?"
Dong Guanfei looked at the middle-aged detective in front of him and quickly and forcefully gave a salute.
The middle-aged man forced a forced, insincere smile onto his cold, sharp face, which looked extremely incongruous, like a wolf in sheep's clothing trying to coax a child to open the door.
"My surname is Wang, Tony Wang. Lady Anna specifically instructed me to come and take over your shift."
"Thank you, Detective Wang."
After speaking, Dong Guanfei bowed slightly and then walked towards the temporary morgue.
It should be around 7 a.m. at this time.
Under normal circumstances, it is considered extremely responsible for officers from the Special Investigations Department to be able to hand over their shifts by 9 a.m.
And those guys might force him to go into the temporary morgue first.
Dong Guanfei stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. "Detective Wang, about half an hour ago I thought I saw a blurry, terrifying shadow inside, and then I climbed out from here."
Detective Wang nodded, signaling him to step aside. Then he drew his specially made revolver from his waist, walked slowly to the window, and peered inside.