'An Attribute Point function?' Jun Hao understood instantly.
To confirm his suspicion, he asked, "System, is this the function you mentioned before that uses Bond Points?"
[Yes, Host.]
The System's voice remained as emotionless as ever.
[Would you like to unlock and use this function now?]
"Use it! Of course I'll use it!"
Jun Hao didn't hesitate for even a second. He was eager to see what kind of improvements the points he'd earned could bring him.
[Very well, Host. Displaying current Attribute Panel...]
The next moment, a translucent panel resembling a game character interface appeared before Jun Hao's eyes.
[Name: Jun Hao]
[Gender: Male]
[Constitution: 10 (Normal people are 20 or above, so the Host is very weak)]
[Spirit: 20 (Average human)]
[Strength: 20 (Average human)]
[Intelligence: 20 (Average human)]
[Charisma: 99 (A walking Incubus!)]
Upon reading the evaluation in the parentheses, Jun Hao's face immediately flushed crimson with indignation.
'I'm very weak? Weak?!' He shot up from the soft bedding in anger. "Come on, System! We need to have a serious talk about this! Are you seriously saying a grown man like me is weak? Do you have any idea how hard that hits a man's pride?"
[This system is only responsible for stating facts.]
The System's reply struck straight at the most vulnerable part of Jun Hao's heart.
[According to data analysis, the Host has remained in a sub-healthy state for an extended period, lacks exercise, and your overall reserves fall far below the average standard of a normal adult male.]
[Therefore, the system's use of the word 'weak' is the most accurate.]
"I..." Faced with the System's reasoning, Jun Hao found himself momentarily speechless. It was true, after all.
As a corporate slave stuck in endless 996 shifts, where would he even find time to exercise?
Even so, hearing it said out loud still stung.
[Host need not worry. You may use Bond Points to enhance your attributes. Every 10 Bond Points can increase any attribute by 1 point.]
Hearing that exchange rate, Jun Hao immediately grew uneasy.
"A 10-to-1 ratio? That's way too greedy, don't you think?"
[All products provided by this system are guaranteed to be of high quality, with fair pricing. The Host is advised to evaluate after personal experience.]
"Fine! Since you've said that much, you'd better not be lying!"
With that, Jun Hao shifted his gaze back to the panel. His current Bond Points totaled 148.
In other words, he could raise his Constitution from 10 to 24 in one go, instantly surpassing the so-called "normal person" standard.
However, compared to that, his attention was drawn more to the "Charisma" at the bottom.
[Charisma: 99 (A walking Incubus!)]
'99, huh?'
As the thought crossed his mind, he asked, "System, why is my Charisma so high? Is 99 the maximum?"
[It is not the maximum value. However, this system strongly advises the Host not to continue enhancing this attribute.]
"Why?" Jun Hao asked, confused.
[If the Host insists on increasing this attribute further, this system will no longer be able to guarantee the Host's personal safety.]
"Personal safety? Can you explain?"
[Unable to provide further details. Please assess the risks yourself, Host.]
Seeing the System slip into its usual riddle-speaking mode, Jun Hao clicked his tongue and gave up pressing further.
Since Charisma couldn't be increased, he had no choice but to settle for the next best option and invest all 14 points into Constitution.
Now, his Constitution rose to 24, reaching a normal, or even slightly above-average level.
The moment he finished allocating the points, he felt his muscles tighten and grow slightly. The fatigue from earlier disappeared completely.
It almost felt like entering a powered-up state in a fighting game. As for his 99 points of Charisma, Jun Hao honestly didn't notice any difference.
He was more inclined to believe that his good relationship with the girls at the port came from tirelessly grinding affection, setting them as Secretary Ships, and clearing event stories before he transmigrated.
In other words, those bonds had been earned at the cost of his liver and his hair.
Just as Jun Hao was convinced of this, the system's voice rang out again, carrying an unusual hint of seriousness.
[Host, there is something you have misunderstood about Affection Levels.]
"Hm? What do you mean?" Jun Hao paused, caught off guard.
[The 'Affection Level' shown in the game before you arrived here... was not their affection toward you.]
"What?"
[It represented your affection toward them.]
"That's actually a thing? I always thought that was just a meme."
Just as he was about to ask more, the system went silent, no matter how much he tried to call it.
At the same time, someone knocked on his door.
"Who is it?" He asked
"Master, it is Belfast."
"Oh, it's Belfa. Please come in."
Jun Hao straightened his clothes. Luckily, he hadn't undressed yet, or it would have been a bit awkward.
"Then, excuse me, Master."
As the words fell, there was a soft 'beep' as the electronic lock clicked open. It seemed she had a spare room card. It was normal for the Head Maid to have one.
After this thought flashed through Jun Hao's mind, he saw the door open again. An elegant figure carrying a silver tray walked in soundlessly.
It was indeed Belfast herself, genuine and unmistakable.
She gently closed the door behind her, the entire process making not a single unnecessary sound. Then took composed steps, walking toward the bedside one step at a time.
Looking closely, she had already changed out of her maid uniform and into a gauzy long dress that was more casual yet equally elegant.
Under the night light, her figure was faintly visible. Her long silver hair was loosely tied back. One could say she radiated a powerful motherly charm.
"Master, it is truly wonderful that you are not yet asleep. This way, the black tea Belfast prepared for you will not go to waste~"
After speaking, Belfast elegantly set down the tray and then brought the black tea over.
Unlike Sirius's cautiousness, her movements were entirely natural, as if there were no possibility of a mistake.
Jun Hao took the tea and praised her, saying, "As expected, the girls of the Maid Corps each have their own charms, including you, Belfa."
"Thank you for the praise, Master. However, please drink this black tea while it is hot; the taste will be affected."
Jun Hao thought to himself, true, black tea should be drunk while hot. Just as he took the tea, he felt a slight sense of incongruity.
This incongruity was something he couldn't put into words, no matter what.
"What is it, Master? Is something the matter?"
Belfast's gaze was extremely soft, as if she wanted to melt Jun Hao into it.
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