Because right after adding points, he immediately felt the change, so obvious that he didn't even need a strength test to experience it. But the experiences of the past few days really made him a bit on edge, feeling it necessary to confirm it from multiple angles.
Only at this moment did he finally truly relax.
Despite the odd comments in the section, which were both amusing and cringe-worthy, at least their reactions had already demonstrated one thing—
Gu Mo subconsciously clenched his fist, gripping his phone so tightly it made crackling sounds, as if it might break at any moment. He got up and paced back and forth, his mind in chaos, walking repeatedly for several minutes without stopping.
Finally proving this matter resolved a mental burden he'd carried for some time, which seemed to be a good thing, but... what next?
It felt like completing a goal; at this moment, he felt a bit lost about what he should do next.
After a while, still muddle-headed and without much clue, he subconsciously walked to the mirror beside him, slightly focused, and opened the character attribute panel that only he could see—for now, he found it could only be viewed and operated from a third-party perspective.
Mirrors, water surfaces, etc., as long as they could reflect his image would do.
He couldn't tell whether this was the intended function or if it was a bug caused by the foolish system—after all, it was obvious that his golden finger currently had many issues, although today, for some reason, it seemed to have finally repaired some of its functions, clearly many issues remained unsolved.
The continued lack of the hint function, the gibberish still present in the panel, and options that couldn't be opened all indicated this.
His constant drowsiness was probably also due to the foolish system's bug, and who knows if that's been fixed...
Looking at his six-dimensional attribute chart, although adding one point to strength had broken the previous perfect balance and caused a slight shift in the hexagonal chart, upon seeing this attribute table and feeling the changes in his body, Gu Mo suddenly felt that slight obsessive-compulsiveness wasn't as important.
Just a point investment, the resulting change wasn't extraordinarily large, but it was definitely noticeable.
Recall the golden egg fried rice not long ago, said to slightly increase constitution, though ineffective for those with a constitution over 12 points, Gu Mo had a vague understanding. Perhaps 10 points was a standard, the theoretical normal healthy level for ordinary people, but every additional point above that was relatively challenging to gain.
But speaking of the golden egg fried rice...
Gu Mo blinked, had he forgotten something?
Damn! Unknowingly it had dragged until this time, the store must be closed by now... Upon realizing, his stomach growled hungrily, but checking the time, he helplessly understood he'd missed it.
—Of course, even if he hadn't missed it, he might not have found the store regardless.
Combining the events of tonight, Gu Mo, having understood some things, thought for a moment, returned to his bedroom, sat at his computer desk, powered it up, and eagerly input the keywords for search, starting with "Yukihira Restaurant."
Before, he hadn't thought much, so he only searched on food delivery apps and ordinary map navigation, and upon finding nothing, he gave up, thinking it was a very traditional restaurant.
Even not implementing electronic payments, not keeping up with modernization, seemed normal; it explained why such a marvelous store right at his doorstep remained unknown.
But upon reflection, it wasn't quite the case.
Looking at the browser pages rapidly popping up, showing 850,000 search results, Gu Mo smirked... The flash of recognition upon seeing the store name was because he really had seen it before.
Just that it was four or five years ago, and because he wasn't interested in that genre, he only skimmed the beginning and didn't continue. Hence, it didn't leave much of an impression; otherwise, he should have realized it then.
After browsing a bit, matching the information he had, he sighed, thought again, and inputted another set of keywords in the search bar.
"Megumi Fushiguro," "Curse Spirit," "Two-Faced Su Nu's Finger"...
Alright, this time, the search result was close to a million, making Gu Mo twitch the corners of his eyes.
Quickly scanning through, he found it was even more absurd than the search for Yukihira Restaurant because he'd at least seen a bit of that one, but this work's name was entirely unfamiliar to him. If not for the search now, someone who hadn't followed anime or shows for a long time wouldn't know that "Jujutsu Kaisen" had been released recently.
So—that dream earlier, it might actually be real!
Remembering his sudden "blackout" at the end, Gu Mo felt a toothache, while also feeling a sigh of relief.
Indeed, he was unfortunate, being dragged into such dire situations without knowing anything, but even if he'd realized it, there would have been no help for him, as clueless about the "plot" as he was. In such chaos, whatever a common person did would lead to no good...
However, calling it luck wasn't too far off, because Brother Fushiguro, regardless of his motives, did initially help him out of his predicament, and the stupid system he relied on, full of absurd bugs, still had ridiculously useful features.
For instance... auto-save?
Indeed, humans have limits. Putting in effort could only bring one so far; facing similar situations again, cheating would be essential for a bright future!
......
Late night.
Moonlight cool as ever.
The night market snack street remained lively, with Gu Mo holding a bag in one hand and skewers in the other, taking big bites. Despite what should have been appetizing eating, his expression, as if chewing on wax, negated any appeal, adding even a negative touch.
So much so that nearby pedestrians, initially interested, decided against it, turning away from the stand as soon as they neared it.
The stand owner tried to maintain a smile, but his expression cracked; assuming he'd encountered a glutton and made a good sale, he now considered Gu Mo a potential troublemaker... Could this elder please eat elsewhere or not show such a chilly face?
Gu Mo wasn't aware of the trouble he caused the owner. After wandering a bit, he naturally hadn't found the Yukihira Restaurant again, nor Miyagi Prefecture Shizawa Third High School.
If those were "instances," then what exactly was the mechanism for entering them? Also, would the same "instances" appear again?
With such questions swirling in his head, he quickly finished his food, tossed the trash into a bin, preparing to head home... This outing was primarily to verify things, not to further clear any "instances"—
Yukihira Restaurant was one thing, but he wasn't about to return to Miyagi Prefecture Shizawa Third High School.
The latter wasn't a beginner instance, so he'd at least wait until he'd leveled up a few times...
Besides, based on what he currently knew, it seemed one could only enter once a day? Regardless of success or failure, it counted as a use? Hmm, probably, in any case, his current spirit wasn't fit for involvement, so he planned to rest well and see tomorrow night...
Wait!
His thoughts stopped abruptly. As he absent-mindedly walked across the street, entering the residential checkpoint, Gu Mo looked up and around, finding only desolate wilderness, overgrown forests, the moonlight obscured by clouds, lending the scene an eerie and wild feel.
Where's the community?
And what about the supposed rules?