The notification arrived on the transport back from Northern Bastion, three days after the facility and ten days after Zeph had last stood in F-District.
[LEVEL ADVANCEMENT]
[LEVEL: 35 → 42]
[MULTIPLE HIGH-LEVEL KILLS REGISTERED]
[CONTRIBUTION TO HARVESTER DEFEAT: EXCEPTIONAL]
[RANK CLASSIFICATION: C → B]
He read it twice, then looked out the window.
[SKILL EVOLUTION DETECTED]
[CALAMITY STRIKE: EXPERIENCE THRESHOLD REACHED]
[MINOR ENHANCEMENT UNLOCKED: CP GENERATION RATE INCREASED TO 1 PER 4 SECONDS]
The stats arrived beneath it.
STR: 200 → 218
AGI: 800 → 832
VIT: 260 → 285
INT: 45 → 53
WIS: 35 → 43
CHA: 30 → 33
He sat with the numbers for a long moment. 832 AGI. 285 VIT. 218 STR. Numbers that told a story about who he was now, not who he had been.
He checked his PP counter
PP:299,329
He was going to be faster, harder to kill, stronger. The person those numbers described was someone he was still getting acquainted with. He put the interface away.
