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After this series of attribute enhancements, here are Xiao Yang's stats.

[Player: Screaming Emperor (Lord Slayer)]

[Number: 1]

[Affiliation: Plane 33214]

[Race: Human (Low-level Transcendent)]

[Class: Gleaming Vanguard (Evil God Devourer)]

[Rank: Lord]

[Level: 22]

[Health: 3430]

[Strength: 123]

[Defense: 178]

[Agility: 181]

[Spirit: 130]

[Constitution: 20]

[Talent: Dungeon Vanguard]

[Legendary Value: 6]

[Introduction: An extremely powerful adventurer from the heavens.]

Looking at his exaggerated stats, Xiao Yang felt sincerely delighted.

His attitude had remained unchanged from beginning to end.

"My growth, Xiao Yang, is soaked with the sweat of hard work!"

"This is the power brought by perseverance and effort!"

After uttering such exclamations, Xiao Yang realized with delight that he suddenly had nothing to do.

Waiting for the Holy Light expert's commission, waiting for the corpse tax to be available, waiting for the Red Beard's tavern gathering in ten days.

Everything required waiting.

This kind of waiting made him feel somewhat unaccustomed.

He suddenly had free time.

There were still six months until Plane 33124 and the Land of Decay officially connected. Six months was neither long nor short.

Of course, Xiao Yang wouldn't wait until the very moment the worlds connected to formally step into the Land of Decay; the potential risks would be too great.

But the remaining time allowed him to be a little more at ease, without having to rush so much.

"Perhaps taking a good rest for a few days wouldn't be a bad thing."

"At least wait until I've added fire to the Lamp of Hope before considering this matter."

Xiao Yang reasoned with himself.

But with that, a problem arose: if he wasn't going to the dungeon, what else could he do?

Return to the real world, temporarily leave this dim dungeon, find a chair for himself, lean back, and bask in the sun?

Perhaps that was indeed something he could do.

Thinking about it, he decided to try it.

Soon after, once again, Xiao Yang crawled out of the Skeleton Dungeon.

Returning to the real world, he placed a deck chair in the yard of his house and lay down.

Enjoying the long-lost sunshine.

This feeling was indeed very good, very pleasant.

He didn't need to worry about money. Before buying those Iwu flower pots, Xiao Yang had exchanged some of the gold coins he'd found in the dungeon for money.

He didn't exchange too much, just about ten or twenty thousand yuan.

He was being somewhat restrained, but the reason for this restraint wasn't because he was afraid of attracting attention by taking out too much money at once, or that he was afraid of provoking the gods; it was simply that ten or twenty thousand yuan was already enough for him.

With his current attributes and strength, it would be difficult for anything in the real world to harm him, unless a nuclear bomb exploded right in his face. Otherwise, there probably wasn't anything that could hurt him.

If his fighting style and methods weren't so simple and unadorned, Xiao Yang should now be touching the edge of national destruction-level combat power.

That is to say, if he wanted to, he could destroy a country with his own power.

Money, beauties, luxury cars, mansions, the power, fame, and status of the real world were all things he could easily obtain now.

But he didn't have a particularly strong desire for these things. Thinking carefully, what meaning did these things have for him?

These things weren't even as useful to him as the useless little garbage he collected in the Skeleton Dungeon.

Those rat teeth, rat tails, large bones, scales, zombie internal organs... Xiao Yang collectively called these messy things useless little garbage, but at least they could be exchanged for spirit coins.

Although spirit coins were becoming less and less useful to Xiao Yang now, they were at least useful.

Stretching out his arms, Xiao Yang yawned deeply, feeling a bit sleepy.

Of course, this didn't mean that Xiao Yang had truly transcended this world, or that the 33214 world had no meaning for Xiao Yang.

Not to mention that ascending in rank required him to be in his happy home, but on a spiritual level, Plane 33214 was an important pillar for Xiao Yang.

He hadn't closed his eyes to sleep in a long time.

A very strange thing was that he didn't want to sleep at all in the Skeleton Dungeon.

On the contrary, as soon as he crawled out of it, in his old yard, basking in the warm sun, he suddenly felt inexplicably sleepy.

He fell into a deep sleep just like that.

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When Xiao Yang woke up again, it was already the next day. He had slept in his yard for a whole day.

He felt particularly energetic and refreshed after waking up. Stretching his waist, a series of sounds like popping beans appeared.

Waking up from a sleep, Xiao Yang found that he had gained a trait.

[Keen Senses]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Effect: You have become more sensitive to any movement around you.]

[Introduction: On an unremarkable day, I was bitten by a centipede. I gained a strange ability to climb walls, spray venom, and possess extremely keen senses. Yes, I am the centipede with many legs after being broken open!]

Not only did he gain a trait, but Xiao Yang also found that his race had changed.

[Race: Transcendent Human]

The label of Low-level Transcendent was directly removed, and Xiao Yang became a genuine Transcendent Human.

Could sleeping bring so many changes?

"Perhaps I should sleep for a while longer?"

Xiao Yang thought, and he lay back down in the chair.

However, Xiao Yang quickly gave up on this idea because of a very simple reason: he couldn't fall asleep.

Having rested and feeling refreshed after waking up, Xiao Yang didn't continue to stay in the real world.

Returning to the Skeleton Dungeon, he glanced at the group chat. The Holy Light expert hadn't responded yet.

Then he might as well not waste time.

The threat of the Evil God was still hanging over him, and he couldn't relax.

"I won't wait anymore!"

Waiting idly would take who knows how long.

Making this decision, he no longer hesitated. It was time to advance, time to set out for the Land of Decay.

Now, a question arose: among the three branches that the God's Game offered for exploration—the Barren Bone Wasteland, the Black Stone Sewers, and Windmill Town—which place should he explore first?

Thinking, Xiao Yang quickly made a decision.

Advance towards Windmill Town first.

He wanted to build the barrier for the second stronghold, the Starting Ground, first. With this requirement in mind, the Barren Bone Wasteland was the first to be excluded.

A wasteland, nothing is suitable for building.

The remaining choices were the Black Stone Sewers and Windmill Town.

In fact, both choices were possible. The sewers were not only interconnected, but also had a high density of resources. Building a stronghold based on its structure could also achieve a degree of being easy to defend and difficult to attack.

It seemed possible.

So, what was the final choice?

"Windmill Town!"