Novel & Cerita A Player Who Can't Level Up

‎On one hand was a vengeful Gavin, and on the other an overprotective James, who would probably try to carry me through the level, cradling me like an egg. ‎The system hummed happily. “Very well.” ‎A small box materialized in front of me. I reached in, ignoring the gazes those extremely charming men in front of me. I let out a small breath, and pulled out a folded slip of paper, and opened it. ‎“PLAYER 70" I frowned. “Who’s Player 70?" I wondered. Someone who ranked that close to the bottom couldn't be a very good partner. ‎Just as I was about to begin panicking, those floating comment erupted.

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

A sharp cracking sound echoed in the deathly silent room. The Soul Stone… was broken! A broken Soul Stone meant the deceased's spirit couldn't find peace. For werewolves, this was a terrible disrespect, a disaster. The room instantly fell into dead silence. Everyone froze. Especially Ryker. He stared at the "Soul Stone" on the floor, now in pieces. The anger and cruelty on his face instantly froze. Disbelief. He stood there, stunned, his lips trembling slightly as he mumbled to himself: "This… this is impossible… Absolutely impossible! Brynn… Brynn clearly investigated. She said your mother was faking her illness… How could she have a 'Soul Stone'… And… and how could it break?"

And as far as it goes, it's severely lacking, and full of glitches and holes that just forces me to drop it every time. The game of life is never fair. It's only enjoyable if your playable character has good base stats from the get-go. But here's the problem; you never get to choose your character, and you can't switch or replace it. You only get to be stuck in that rut that's enforced on you without your consent; unless things get even worse, of course! But there are those who live on the sun-bright side of things and think "It's okay! Once we get older and be in charge, we'll do it all!" But what they don't know apparently, is that getting old is the main problem. It strips you out of what

Was Mateo’s brother, Diego, not a fantastic sample? Therefore, Levant shook his head and said, “You’ve found the wrong person. I’m incapable, so I’m not qualified to be a professional player.” Mateo said, “You’re not incapable. You're just hiding your skills. Others may not see it, but I can tell! Levant, to defeat Supreme Club, we really need your help.” A glint flashed across Levant’s eyes, but he shook his head very quickly. “No, I’m not interested. You should find someone else.”

Little Rain asked. “Am I blind too? Is this his new in-game wife? No way, right? A god-like player like him wouldn’t possibly mingle with such a low-level player.” Little Fish wrote. “Are they going into the maze dungeon? Is he crazy? Wouldn’t a player like her only place a burden on him? Besides, isn’t this quest too easy for him?” Blue Mushroom said. “I’m Level-280. Last time, when I begged the god-like player to take me here, he ignored me completely. Now, he actually came with a Level-100 player. I find this unfair.” Bluey wrote.

he look away, unable to explain himself. She glare. “If you don't want to play it, the don't! You dob't have to confuse people like myself!” He stunned, glance at her who the system called Player 9.9B. He didn't actually expect her to say such a thing. He forgot... He shouldn't have carried away. Yet he can't help it. “It's okay to you?” His hands form a fist. “It's okay to have this game where people-” He hardly remembering what happen to those players bathing their own blood, unidentified by the gruesome and gore.

“Okay, I’ll try it someday!” Jian Jianan looked at Gu Mocheng, astonished. “You want to game?” “Is that surprising? Didn’t you just complain that your teammates are weak? I’ll join you in battle in the future!” Jian Jianan scoffed at him. “Bro, do you know what level I’m at right now? I’m only a ‘star’ away from ‘King’ rank. If you want to play with me, you must be at ‘silver’ level, at the very least[3]. You might not even level up from ‘bronze’ to ‘silver’ in a week. All right, let’s not talk about this. Are you hungry? Do you want Auntie Qiao to send food over?”

He could feel that his abilities strength was very full, His abilities had already reached the peak of his current level, and now only needed a chance to advance. It was easy to say, but in reality many days had already gone by without any signs of advancement. His Ice and Metal ability is already Level 6 high rank and it stayed there for already two days but he still cannot find ways to advance to the next level which is Level 7 low rank. Seems like crossing in the next level, he really need to consumed cores. "You're awake. Are you hungry?" Nangong Yuan Zhi asked softly

”Ben, hold tight“ And with that, the both of them get out of my sight. It was a failure. I didn't do any help at all. The fact that I have this knowledge about this game, about the store it provided for players… I still did nothing to help these two kids. I need to get stronger… I need to be better… This kind of thing isn't enough to let me live. Surely, it would bring me to death in notime if that do happens… After all, the game is just about to begin. Collecting things that I might need, I almost make this store run dry. Luckily, I have a storage inventory. Although the capacity would be upgraded each time I succeed to make a level forward. The inventory slots would be defined by ones l