There's a skull dungeon attached to my basement

When Xiao Yang crawled out of the Skeleton Dungeon again, it was morning in the real world. The sunlight fell on Xiao Yang, who had a strange smell on him, giving him a sense of being a world away.

He needed to take a shower. He turned on the gas valve and the gas water heater. The hot water fell on Xiao Yang's body, but Xiao Yang didn't feel cold or hot.

He glanced at the temperature valve of the water heater. The temperature was eighty degrees. Usually, this temperature could scald pigskin, but now it only felt a little warm on Xiao Yang's body.

But that's right, with Xiao Yang's current attributes, even a fin-stabilized discarding sabot round could be taken head-on, and he could still jump around and say,

"Hiss! It doesn't hurt!"

His powerful physical fitness had made Xiao Yang less sensitive to temperature changes.

He even had some of the feeling of being immune to heat and cold from the immortal侠 stories. Not only that, but Xiao Yang's number of excretions had also become less and less during this period. His appetite was getting bigger and bigger, and his excretions were getting less and less. This meant that Xiao Yang's digestive system had also begun to improve along with his physical fitness.

Greater endurance, no more easy hair loss, increasingly sharp vision in the dark, increasingly three-dimensional hearing, plus immunity to heat and cold and avoiding grains.

To some extent, Xiao Yang was also approaching the cultivators. Of course, those cultivators relied on a breath and their own ability to breathe in spiritual energy, while Xiao Yang relied on the body's spontaneous transformation after the comprehensive attribute peak.

For some reason, Xiao Yang had a special premonition that if he completed the promotion and his attributes were improved again in all aspects, then these unique aspects would probably gradually transform into his characteristics.

Speaking of promotion, Xiao Yang, who had just taken a shower and opened the refrigerator to get himself a bottle of sweet drink, suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"That's right! Isn't there still the matter of promotion! The Gods' Game!"

Just as Xiao Yang suddenly realized this problem, the intermittent prompts of the Gods' Game popped up.

【Detected, player, returning to the original plane, whether to start the promotion test, this plane is lagging, serious, in order not to affect the player's promotion, please inject spirit coins as soon as possible.】

Xiao Yang ran back to the entrance of the cellar in a flash, and the signal immediately became better.

【Whether to inject spirit coins: 3146125.】

Xiao Yang had just enough spirit coins, or rather, he had deliberately reserved enough spirit coins to enhance the signal.

"Inject!"

As the numbers on Xiao Yang's account quickly flowed away, there was no cool effect or more obvious change, only the lagging Gods' Game suddenly became smooth.

【Whether to start the promotion test?】

"Yes!"

【Player confirms promotion, detected that the player's four attributes have reached the limit of the current level, please select the attribute to be promoted】

"Why isn't there a promotion for mental attributes?"

Xiao Yang's words interrupted the prompt of the Gods' Game. After a short pause, the Gods' Game gave Xiao Yang an answer.

【Mental attributes belong to special attributes, and their transformation and promotion require players to explore on their own】

"Can you give me a hint?"

【Matter belongs to the world, the soul belongs to the gods, and free will belongs to oneself】

If he couldn't even be promoted, then he didn't know who else would be qualified to break this attribute limit.

Thinking of this, without panic, Xiao Yang calmed down and faced the ongoing countdown calmly.

It wasn't that this promotion wasn't important to Xiao Yang, it was just that he was now able to deal with it calmly.

The mental leap made Xiao Yang more and more like a powerful person.

Suddenly, a series of firecrackers rang out outside the house, attracting Xiao Yang's attention. Pushing open the door of the house, Xiao Yang saw a very wealthy motorcade setting off firecrackers in the distance.

In the sound of firecrackers, a middle-aged man with a big belly was happily handing out red envelopes to the neighbors. Beside him, a middle-aged woman who was still well-maintained was dealing with her daughter who kept acting coquettishly.

Xiao Yang could see this lively scene very clearly, even though there was a distance between them.

Xiao Yang unhesitatingly used his transforming eyes to peek from afar.

Of course, peeking is always bad, especially when Xiao Yang was concentrating on watching, a figure suddenly turned his head and glanced in his direction.

He immediately withdrew his gaze guiltily.

The luxurious motorcade finally stopped in front of the house across from Xiao Yang's. An old couple was reluctantly invited out.

From a distance, Xiao Yang heard these words.

"Dad, your son is promising, and I want to take you to enjoy life. Moreover, Yingzhen is also getting older. When she gets married and has children, I'll still rely on you to take care of them!"

In these words, the old people finally reluctantly relented and were happily welcomed into the luxury car, but before getting into the car, the old man still muttered something, and Xiao Yang heard his name in it.

Soon after, a young girl walked towards Xiao Yang holding a big red bucket.

Xiao Yang greeted her and took the thing in her hand.

Looking at Xiao Yang, who suddenly appeared in front of her, Lin Yingzhen was really full of anger. These days, he had come to find Xiao Yang many times, but he had never found Xiao Yang once.

"I'm leaving. Dad is taking Grandpa and Grandma away to spend the New Year, and I won't be back!"

I just don't know why, the angry tone at the end was a bit resentful.

Xiao Yang didn't hear the resentment.

"That's a good thing. Going to the city is definitely better than staying here!"

"I said I'm leaving!"

"I know!"

"I'm not coming back!"

"I know!"

"Can we add each other as friends, so that when I have time, I can go see you, and you can chat with me!"

"Add you a head!"

In this simple conversation, the resentment in Lin Yingzhen's words disappeared, and even a bit of anger appeared, and she slammed the bucket in her hand towards Xiao Yang.

But in the end, the two still added each other as friends.

Lin Yingzhen left angrily after dropping the red plastic bucket in her hand.

The plastic bucket was filled with sausages, bacon, and dried ducks, fish, and a bulging red envelope.

Xiao Yang finally watched them leave.

After his Lin grandfather's family left, there were fewer people who would take care of him.

Looking at the calendar, Xiao Yang found that tomorrow was New Year's Eve.

The New Year was approaching, but he seemed to be all alone, but it couldn't be said that there was no New Year's flavor at all.

"At least this year there are still preserved ducks, preserved fish, sausages, bacon, and Little Bone! And you are with me!"

The words of finding joy in hardship suddenly rose in pitch in the middle.

Turning his head, Xiao Yang saw Little Bone, who didn't know when he had appeared in the house and was curiously looking around, wearing a pair of beautiful white boots. In the sound of clicking, Little Bone noticed that Xiao Yang was looking at it and slightly tilted its head.

That's right, now that he had recharged, Little Bone could also come out of the dungeon!

It's New Year's again.

This year is not lonely.