FULL NOVELXO Chapter 143 - Leveled Up Again
It occupied three of Su Ming's storage rooms.
Yet, what truly thrilled Su Ming wasn't the wine; it was the imminent prospect of leveling up.
He realized that cultivating such extensive crops was essential for rapid advancement. Each level up promised significant transformations.
Crucially, the farm's level remained unparalleled. Even after an upgrade, there were no indications that further leveling was possible.
Nonetheless, Su Ming trusted the System. It wouldn't act without reason.
There had to be a way to ascend in level, but he wasn't quite there yet.
As Su Ming's level climbed, he felt the system's vastness, akin to the ocean, brimming with untapped features.
“Ding! Crops harvested successfully. You've earned 7100 experience points!”
“Ding! Congratulations, your level has risen!”
“Ding! Congratulations, you've unlocked a new feature: Stamina Talent!”
“Ding! With Stamina Talent, you'll remain forever vigorous, with robust sinews, free from chronic fatigue. This Passive Talent can be toggled off at will!”
The notification left Su Ming momentarily dumbfounded.
Was this talent tailor-made for him?
Did it anticipate his weariness from extended farming?
Su Ming had assumed his Body-stretching Pill would suffice for energy replenishment. Yet, the System preemptively addressed his stamina shortfall.
What was there to fear? The System ensured perpetual vigor!
Su Ming realized that not only would farming cease to exhaust him, but he would also tackle any task without fatigue. And after marriage…
Delving deeper into that thought might just earn him a block from the System.
Initially, Su Ming viewed the talent as somewhat trivial. But upon reflection, it was an unbeatable asset.
What did perpetual stamina entail? It meant he could run a marathon without pausing for a breath.
Tiredness was a sensation he'd no longer know.
Su Ming was destined to maintain boundless energy!
The System had spelled it out clearly.
Those ailments that plagued the overworked would never touch him.
And the chronic neck issues from prolonged stooping? They wouldn't be his to bear.
People who spend too much time sitting are prone to lumbar spondylosis.
But he wouldn't succumb to such ailments.
He was unbeatable!
Fantastic!
Farmer: Su Ming
Level: LV4
Experience Points: 8950/10000
Farm Level: Level One
Skills: Basic Scanning Function; Blessing from Plants; Stamina Talent
“[Ding! System Notice: The system will update after reaching level 5!]”
While Su Ming was reviewing his data panel, the familiar notification chimed in once more.
At last! contemporary romance
Su Ming was pleasantly surprised.
He seemed to have noticed a pattern, theorizing that maybe the System would update with a new feature every five levels.
But what lay beyond that…
No use speculating; the future was still a mystery.
Su Ming was elated, bursting into laughter.
Thanks to his Stamina Talent, Su Ming was energetic and tireless. He hopped into the farm vehicle and began gathering items.
In no time, the two-acre plot was spotless.
“Ding! Items have been collected. Congratulations to the host for earning 200 experience points!”
It was undeniable; the heavier the item, the more rewarding the experience points.
Su Ming resolved to plant some fruit trees—apples and peaches, to be specific.
Truth be told, with his boundless energy, he feared insomnia. So, Su Ming proactively deactivated his talent.
After all, he considered himself an ordinary person. Sleep seemed trivial now, yet he was accustomed to it. Without it, something felt amiss.
The next morning, Su Ming awoke with a yawn and made his way to the garage. Standing before it, he was struck by indecision.
Too many cars. He couldn't decide which one to drive.
A lottery system might be necessary in the future—he'd simply drive the car that got picked.
He glanced around.
Su Ming stepped aside and picked up a small stone from a corner.
With a light toss, the stone joyfully skipped across the ground, coming to a halt in front of a vehicle.
Upon closer inspection, Su Ming marveled at the coincidence—it was the Rolls Royce Phantom once again.
Su Ming could only shrug and drive off.
He noticed that the perimeter wall was completely erected. It seemed their task for the day was cleaning.
Surprisingly, the gas station next door was already up and running.
Su Ming pulled in, stopped, and filled his tank with gas before driving off. Having a gas station right by his house was a huge convenience.
“Why is there a new gas station here?”
“You're not mistaken; there was nothing here just yesterday.”
“A gas station in the city center?”
“I'm clueless too.”
Many drivers passing by couldn't believe their eyes.
A few tried to use it but were unable to pump any gas.
The fuel pump displayed a message that this was a private station!
Surely this was an illegal construction?
Several drivers didn't hesitate to report it to the police, who promptly arrived to investigate.
They discovered the gas station was owned by the Angel Group Trade Company.
Only employees of the Angel Group could use the station, which was perfectly legal.
Su Ming then drove directly to the farm supply store.
The owner was tidying up at the entrance and his eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight of a Rolls Royce Phantom pulling up.
Once Su Ming emerged from the vehicle, the owner had an epiphany: Su Ming was someone who could afford such a car.
“Boss, you've really let me down. I told you I needed a fruit tree, why haven't you delivered it?” fre(e)
Su Ming asked, grinning as he stepped out of the car.
“Mr. Su, you've got me all wrong. I wouldn't dare neglect that.”
The store owner quickly gestured with his hands, “I always aim to provide the best. Those fruit trees need a few more days to mature.”
Su Ming nodded, understanding.
“Do you have any other types of fruit trees available?”
The owner, eager to please, nodded vigorously. “Yes, we do.”
He rushed inside and returned shortly with a notebook. “We have pear trees, cherry trees, and of course, mulberries and chestnuts.”
After a moment's thought, Su Ming decided, “I'll take a pear tree.”
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