Invitation to Become Stronger Method

After changing his shoes, Joker walked into the living room.

He smelled a very rich aroma.

Unlike Chen Miemie, who had returned home full from food and drink, he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

The scent was simply too tempting. His eyes involuntarily darted toward a large plate of roast chicken on the table.

"Something's wrong. Very wrong," Joker instantly became alert.

Who was Joker? He might be crazy, but his willpower and strength were top-tier in the city. No matter how hungry he was or how fragrant the scent, it shouldn't have affected his actions.

Chen Miemie also noticed the pineapple roast chicken on the table and asked Qinghua, "Wasn't Bobo in the pot? Where did this new porcelain plate on the table come from?"

"It was clamoring for one all afternoon. I took some material from my vase and made it a new nest."

Hearing this, Chen Miemie looked at the vase. Sure enough, it was a bit shorter.

"It's been one thing after another this week. Next week, I'll take you guys out for a big shopping trip."

Qinghua hadn't said anything yet.

The roast chicken on the table jumped up: "Oh yeah! Chen Miemie, you have to keep your word. I want a barbecue grill."

Joker also jumped up.

Another Anomaly?

I know too much. Will I even be able to leave today?

People say that I, Joker, am insane and act without considering the consequences. But who would have thought that my neighbor keeps Anomalies as pets at home? Now that I know, even I am scared to live here.

In front of Chen Miemie's eyes, red text also popped up.

[A roast chicken? Chen Miemie, I think you're really hungry. What use is this roast chicken?]

'I've eaten it. Bobo is very delicious.'

Xiao Hong was just messing around because she had nothing better to do. Being active, she liked to occasionally make her presence known. In reality, she didn't really care what kind of Anomalies Chen Miemie took in.

Joker was on pins and needles in Chen Miemie's house, not wanting to stay a second longer.

"Do you have any instructions for me?" Joker asked.

"No, just dropping by as neighbors to chat. By the way, why did you want to play a game with me the moment you saw me?"

"I guessed you were the neighbor. I like to keep my distance from people, so I originally wanted to scare you. I was going to cut off a small piece of your toe to make you fear me and stay away from me in the future. I just didn't expect you to raise the stakes yourself."

"Besides you, does anyone live in the other three rooms on this floor?"

"Room 1801 is occupied by a bus driver. Room 1802 was rented out before, but no one has been seen going in or out for a long time, so the situation is unclear. Room 1804 is empty."

"Alright, I'll come find you if I need anything in the future."

"Yeah. I'm often not home, but as long as you come and knock on my door, I'll know."

"Knock on the door? What about your watch? I can send you a message."

"That works too. Very few people contact me, so I'm used to ignoring the message tab."

Joker didn't sit for more than a few minutes. He left right after speaking.

He always felt that being in Chen Miemie's house was like sitting on a volcano that could erupt at any moment—extremely dangerous. Even though Qinghua and Bobo didn't seem very aggressive.

After Joker left, the door was closed.

Chen Miemie's expression darkened.

This world was too dangerous. He felt his own lack of strength.

Leaving aside Qinghua's uncontrollable passive abilities, both Ash and Joker had actively attacked him. He wasn't a masochist. If he had enough strength, he wouldn't play mind games; he would just flip the table and beat people up.

Take the game with Joker just now, for example.

It looked like he was toying with Joker, but in reality, he couldn't win even if he wanted to.

When the other party dragged him into starting the game, he couldn't refuse or leave; he could only play.

His [Immortality] could only guarantee that he wouldn't die. Once he took the initiative to attack, the opponent would immediately realize that his [Mystery] level was very weak and his lethality was very low.

In that case, he would just become a living target taking a beating continuously.

If it dragged on, he wouldn't even be able to manage a draw. Because after six o'clock at dawn, once Xiao Hong left, he would lose his Level 9 [Immortality].

He was able to bluff Joker only because the other party hadn't figured out the composition of his abilities and their related limitations.

This was also what the [Director] meant by "never let anyone know the specific details of your abilities."

'Xiao Hong, open my personal panel.'

[Chen Miemie (Xiao Hong's Blessing Edition) [Mystery]: 1.6 [Immortality]: 9, Abilities: Moonlight, Self-Healing, Berserk, Erosive Infection, Witch's Luck, Eternal Moon]

'1.6? How did my Mystery increase so much? Didn't I just break through to 1?'

[According to my speculation, it is because you used the [Lunar Invitation]. The two familiars brought you a 0.6 increase.]

'Contracting Anomalies can make my [Mystery] grow?'

[Why not? Your familiars are also a part of what constitutes your [Mystery].]

'So that means, as long as I keep making contracts, I can continuously become stronger?'

[Theoretically, yes.]

'What do you mean theoretically?'

[As your contracts increase, the growth returns will diminish. Right now, one gives an increase of 0.3, but later it might take several to grow by 0.1. Not only is it about quantity, but the requirements for quality will also become higher. Weak Anomalies will gradually become useless.]

'Never mind all that. I'll just boost the areas where I can get stronger first.'

[A pragmatic decision.]

'Let's set a small goal first: for this graduation exam, I'll secure another one.'

Chen Miemie didn't treat the exam as a tribulation; instead, he saw it as a good channel to restock his inventory.

After chatting with Xiao Hong, Chen Miemie turned to the two Anomalies in the house.

"I want to take you out. Do you guys have any way to make yourselves look less... special?"

Qinghua: "I can compress myself and hang on you as a porcelain pendant."

Bobo: "I can shrink by half at most. The pineapple and the chicken can even be packed separately. Once packed, I can squeeze into your backpack."

"Excellent. When [Tomorrowless Day] comes, you will set off with me and lend me a hand."

Before going to bed, Chen Miemie went to his desk.

He sketched out his upcoming must-do tasks on a piece of white paper so he wouldn't forget.

Tomorrow and the day after, he had nothing planned for those two days. He could go out for a stroll and continue familiarizing himself with this world.

The day after tomorrow was the fifth day of the week. There was a night market at 8:00 PM. Loli Teacher had said it couldn't be missed, so he definitely had to go check it out.

The sixth day was also free. If he bought any treasures at the night market, he could use this day to get familiar with them.

The seventh day, [Tomorrowless Day], a full day of graduation exams.

Chen Miemie felt a little strange.

He felt that in the few days since he had transmigrated here, he had been busy to death every single day, his schedule incredibly packed.

How was it that once he listed out his plans on paper, there were whole days of "nothing planned"?

Could it be that in this world, various events would just suddenly appear, full of surprises?

Thinking about it this way...

Tomorrow and the day after, it probably wouldn't actually be "nothing planned."

The next morning.

Chen Miemie rarely got to sleep in a little.

He didn't get up until past nine o'clock.

He didn't want to eat roast chicken first thing in the morning, so he went downstairs to forage for food.

Bobo was rejected for being greasy. Because Chen Miemie didn't eat it, it sulked and muttered on the table, "The roast chicken is greasy, what does that have to do with the pineapple?"

When he went down to the stairwell on the second floor, he actually ran into some people.

A family of three, and among them was someone he had seen before.

"Oh my, isn't this the young man I ran into at the fruit shop the other day? You live in this building too?" Mrs. Jin initiated the conversation.

"Yes, I live on the 18th floor."

Mrs. Jin immediately smiled smugly, "Living that high up! Climbing the stairs every day must be quite the workout. Unlike our family, living on the second floor, we rarely get a chance to exercise during the day."

When she spoke, her tone rose and fell dramatically with a hint of exaggeration. Her face was highly animated, perfectly complementing her boastful expression.

Chen Miemie actually felt a bit of admiration for this Mrs. Jin.

To seize upon someone she had only met once just to forcefully flaunt her sense of superiority was truly not something an ordinary person could do.

This Mrs. Jin was far from ordinary.