Romans & histoires A Player Who Cant Level Up

Now, it was all I had. I stumbled back to my hut, a mess. The Captain of the Guard, the one who collected the "Moon Energy Tax," was waiting at the door. As a member of the Howling Moon Pack, everyone had to pay this tax monthly to keep up the pack's wards and daily operations. The Luna was supposed to be exempt, but I was already seen as an outcast. "Selena, you're two months behind on your 'Moon Energy Tax.' If you don't pay up, you'll be kicked out of the pack."

* * * [A/N] Thanks for reading. Billy has issues, but it looks like he’s Leveling Up in his own way. Who can guess what the plan is?

He pushed himself to his feet without hesitation, brushing himself down more out of habit than necessity before immediately pulling up his status, because if the game had mechanics for death—and it clearly did—then guessing wasn’t going to help him. The interface appeared as smoothly as ever. Night Walker — Level 4. Riley held his gaze there for a moment, long enough for the frustration to settle properly rather than spike and fade. “…right.” He had been level five, and his new ability homing strike was greyed out. Not close to it. Not working toward it. He had it. And now he didn’t. The loss wasn’t devastating, but it wasn’t nothing either, and that was enough to tell him everything he need

The sight of my tall figure dressed in black suddenly made him uneasy. At 9:00 am, Jim sat in his office with his feet propped up, playing a game on his phone. Suddenly, the internal landline rang. The caller ID showed an extension number from Stanton Group headquarters. In the three years he'd worked there, that number had never once called before. "Hello? Who's this?" he asked. The person on the other end said just one sentence, and Jim's face instantly turned pale. Jim said, "That's not… Mr. Miller, please let me explain—"

I said as I start getting my fresh shirt from the walk-in closet. "Man...you work too hard. Being an athlete is hard work. I don't get why you're not retiring already? You got your houses and modeling thing already. Why are you so money hungry bro?" He was asking while he types on his phone, confirming our meet with the rest of the guys. "I happen to like my job brother. Come we better get going, and get Sam to drive us I'm not risking an accident so close to my championship date." It was half an hour later when we finally arrived at Players. Our buddy Jack is the bartender there, so it's a given.

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.

While he would have loved to make his way over to the northern kingdom continent, he was acutely aware that neither he nor his pet minotaur would be able to survive on the continent for long without successfully advancing to level 20. It may not seem like it but the gap in strength between a level 19 player and a level 20 player is quite big. Besides the fact that players can unlock specialized classes upon reaching level 20 and doing a series of quests, each player is given stat bonus to reflect this change. If one were to use the words of the NPCs in-game, the threshold of passing level 19 and reaching level 20 can be considered as breaking through the peak of Condensation Stage (level 1-1

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.”

If she wasn't mistaken, it's nearly one year. “You think it has something to do with my ability?” “Yes. That's what I think so. You told me you weren't feeling well these days, and it appears that it isn't cold either, so I thought maybe it had to do with your ability. It seems that you are in the peak of your latest level, and have to upgrade another level.”