System Capabilities

After a brief respite on the bed, Fú Nī Yà began to stir, wriggling out of her dress and burrowing deep into the soft embrace of her covers.

The plush bedding offered a comforting embrace, allowing her eyes to drift shut, yet Fú Nī Yà did not allow this momentary bliss to overshadow the pressing matter at hand.

In short order, her eyes snapped open with renewed focus, and she addressed the empty air before her—

“System?”

No sooner had the words left her lips than a pale blue screen, imbued with the sleek aesthetic of advanced technology, unfurled itself before her like a cascading waterfall.

[Name: Fú Nī Yà Istareluna Long Fieldkerom

Race: Half-Elf

Physique: Medium

Talents: Chosen One, All-Seeing Eye, Exile

Specialization: None

Attributes:

Agility: 44+

Intelligence: 132+

Perception: 76+

Strength: 20+

Constitution: 15+

Level: 6

Experience Points:

Attribute EXP: 230

Mana EXP: 1352

Aura EXP: 127

Skill EXP: 620

Attribute Level 3 (23/1081)

Mana Level 3 (367/1081)

Aura Level 0 (760/1000)

Capabilities:

Health: 18/25

Evasion: 92/92

Armor: 3/3

Mana: 842/842

Aura: 0/0

Mana Perception: 265

Aura Perception: 0

Skills: Stealth (2/5), Detect (1/5), Basic Swordsmanship (1/∞), Basic Archery (1/∞)]

‘…’

Fú Nī Yà gazed at the screen, momentarily lost in thought, before consciously directing her attention towards the Flame Manipulation spell she had recently acquired.

As her focus sharpened, the system obligingly displayed a more comprehensive interface.

[Flame Manipulation (1/5): Summons a small flame, capable of inflicting only minor damage. Consumes 1 Mana per minute. Skill level increases with proficiency.]

“Minor damage…?”

Fú Nī Yà cocked her head, a hint of disappointment creeping in, as she had expected a more precise description.

She had envisioned something akin to games, where the exact damage output would be explicitly displayed.

‘It seems reality and games are different after all?’

Immediately after, Fú Nī Yà turned her gaze to the experience points required for the skill’s advancement.

[Flame Manipulation (2/5), requires 200 experience points. Confirm?]

‘…’

A glance at her 520 available Skill Experience Points prompted Fú Nī Yà to a brief moment of hesitation before she ultimately tapped ‘confirm’.

In an instant, a deluge of new knowledge surged into her mind.

Once these newfound insights had settled, Fú Nī Yà perceived a profound enhancement in her comprehension of Flame Manipulation.

Where before she could only conjure an orange-yellow flicker, she now possessed the precise control to manipulate the flame’s temperature, conjuring ethereal blue or even other varied hues.

‘Quite interesting… but two hundred experience points for just this? It feels a bit like a loss.’

Fú Nī Yà mused, a touch of dissatisfaction lingering.

‘And now I’m in bed, I can’t even try it out directly… Thinking of this, Fú Nī Yà felt even more regretful.’

With a resigned pout, Fú Nī Yà dedicated a few more moments to perusing the remaining sections of the system interface.

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Foremost among the displayed information were the fundamental attributes of an individual.

These attributes were collectively shaped by three distinct factors: an individual’s innate qualities, their racial heritage, and their unique talents.

While a person’s foundational attributes were largely established at birth, their [Race] subsequently provided further modifications.

For instance, Fú Nī Yà’s Half-Elf lineage granted her an Agility bonus of +20%, an Intelligence bonus of +40%, a Perception bonus of +20%, a Strength penalty of -5%, and a Constitution penalty of -10%.

Incidentally, the magnitude of these racial modifiers also dictated a race’s overall standing.

Humans, for example, possessed a cumulative racial modifier of only 25%, classifying them as a Black Iron race; Half-Elves, with their 65% total racial modifier, were considered a Bronze race.

Silver races boasted racial modifiers ranging from 100% to 200%, while Gold races commanded modifiers exceeding 200%, with no discernible upper bound.

Dragons served as the quintessential example; their staggering 175% Strength bonus, combined with various supplementary physique and talent modifiers, ensured that an adult dragon possessed a minimum of 1000 Strength points—Strength, it was noted, was considerably easier to acquire than Intelligence.

This inherent advantage explained why many races were naturally superior to humans.

Humanity’s survival in this world primarily hinged upon their distinctive individual [Talents].

‘When the numbers are vast enough, one is bound to draw a few SSRs, aren’t they?’

Some talents were innate, while others could be cultivated or acquired later in life.

Fú Nī Yà’s current trio of talents included ‘Chosen One,’ a boon from her transmigration, which bestowed upon her Intelligence +20, an Intelligence bonus of +100%, and a hidden Luck attribute of +10…

‘Fú Nī Yà found this entirely logical; after all, without a stroke of luck, transmigration to another world after death would hardly be possible, would it?’

‘Exile’ stemmed from her predecessor’s decades spent in hiding, granting an Agility bonus of +10%, a Perception bonus of +5%, and an Evasion bonus of +5%.

The ‘All-Seeing Eye,’ however, remained an enigma; Fú Nī Yà was uncertain whether it was an innate gift or an acquired ability.

Its enhancements included Intelligence +5, Perception +10, a Perception bonus of +50%, and a cryptic line: ‘You can perceive what others cannot…’

Upon reading this description, Fú Nī Yà’s expression subtly shifted, a flicker of intrigue in her eyes.

“Can see things others can’t? Isn’t that the system? So, did this talent bring the system, or did the system give me this talent?”

The perennial chicken-and-egg dilemma proved as perplexing as ever; after a brief contemplation, Fú Nī Yà abandoned the thought, redirecting her gaze to the attribute values listed below.

According to the system’s data, an average person’s total attributes hovered around one hundred, while Half-Elves typically reached approximately one hundred forty.

Fú Nī Yà, with her remarkable total of 278 attribute points, was undeniably endowed with extraordinary talent.

Yet, despite this impressive sum, Fú Nī Yà’s attribute distribution was noticeably imbalanced.

Fú Nī Yà glanced at her own slender limbs, then back at the paltry 12 Strength and 15 Constitution points…

‘I had best stick to diligently studying magic,’ she mused.

‘Indeed, to neglect magic would be an affront to her 131 Intelligence and 76 Perception.’

Following this were the sections for Experience Points and Levels.

Attribute Experience Points could be accrued through study, meditation, combat, and a myriad of other activities.

Mana Experience Points were earned by meditating and casting spells, while Aura Experience Points were acquired through physical training and the active use of aura.

Skill Experience Points, however, were exclusively gained by employing the respective skills.

“Quite realistic, then.”

Fú Nī Yà remarked.

‘For if, as in RPGs, experience gleaned from hacking at monsters with a kitchen knife could be allocated to intelligence attributes, it would defy all scientific logic!’

Levels, too, were tripartite: Attribute Level, Mana Level, and Aura Level.

The Attribute Level served to enhance fundamental attribute points, the Mana Level augmented both Mana capacity and Mana Perception, and the Aura Level boosted Aura reserves and Aura Perception.

Regarding capabilities, Health was a static value determined by one’s racial template; essentially, the amount of Health one possessed was entirely dependent on their race.

Evasion and Armor, however, represented the more conventional ‘health’ mechanics seen in games, for in the stark reality of this world, whether an ordinary person or a seasoned warrior, a fatal stab would inevitably lead to death.

Evasion was a direct derivative of the Agility attribute, while Armor was conferred by either protective gear or magical shields.

Fú Nī Yà cast a dubious glance at the simple dress she wore—the notion of it providing three points of armor was entirely beyond her expectation.

‘Perhaps skin could count too?’

Fú Nī Yà’s fingers traced the delicate expanse of her own skin.

‘No, best not to count on it; it’s doubtful it could even protect against everyday bumps and scrapes.’

Finally, Mana Perception and Aura Perception influenced meditation speed, training efficacy, and the respective recovery rates of Mana and Aura.

To put it simply, they represented an individual’s innate aptitude for the divergent paths of close-quarters combat and ranged engagement.

The final category, Specialization, pertained to an individual’s chosen school of practice.

As Fú Nī Yà had not yet formally engaged with supernatural powers, she remained largely unacquainted with its intricacies.

Taken as a whole, the system struck her as remarkably logical.

“No quests, no daily check-ins, no gacha, no sassy AI to banter with—I’m expected to laboriously meditate every single day just to accumulate experience? Even ‘brick-moving’ (TL Note: A Chinese slang term for repetitive, tedious tasks in online games for meager rewards) in games is more comfortable than this! What earthly use are you to me!?”

Fú Nī Yà fumed.

The system, however, remained utterly silent, hovering impassively before her eyes.

Only after a moment did Fú Nī Yà finally regain her composure, letting out a weary sigh.

“Ah, well, it’s better to have something than nothing at all. At the very least, I can now clearly ascertain my current state.”

Fú Nī Yà cast another glance at her attribute panel.

“One hundred thirty-one Intelligence… that should count as a genius, right?”

She mumbled softly.

Once she grew powerful enough, she would finally be able to assist Albert.

Fú Nī Yà had not for a moment forgotten Albert’s true standing: the Fourth Prince of the Holy Kingdom of Lohiris.

Even if he presented himself as utterly ‘unremarkable’ in her presence, his royal lineage remained an undeniable fact.

Moreover, she knew that his future would undoubtedly be fraught with challenges.

“By the way… what is this ‘+’?”

Fú Nī Yà asked curiously.

‘Could it be for increasing attribute points?’ she mused, then, without a moment’s hesitation, mentally pressed the symbol.

In that very instant, a profound sense of exhaustion washed over Fú Nī Yà.

Upon closer inspection of the screen, her Intelligence had instantaneously soared to two hundred thirty-six, while her other attributes had diminished: Agility now thirty-five, Perception sixty-one, Strength a mere nine points, and Constitution twelve.

Consequently, the remaining data underwent significant alterations, with all magic-related capabilities seeing considerable enhancement, while those tied to aura suffered a drastic reduction.

‘Though, in fairness, the girl’s aura statistics couldn’t possibly worsen much more; they were already scraping rock bottom.’

As her focus sharpened on the ‘+’ symbol, a detailed interface swiftly materialized before Fú Nī Yà.

[Focus Correction: You have dedicated the majority of your energy to a specific attribute.

Effect: +80% bonus to focused attribute, -20% penalty to all other attributes.

Cooldown: Twenty-four hours.]

“???”

Fú Nī Yà barely managed to suppress an expletive.

‘Wait, it was so scientific just a moment ago; how did it suddenly become so fantastical?’

‘So, ‘dedicating energy’ can directly weaken one’s physical constitution, can it?’

Fú Nī Yà looked at her Strength of nine, on the verge of tears.

‘Normal adults supposedly have a Strength of twenty?’

‘With such meager strength, could I even beat a normal child?’

Her Constitution had also been drastically slashed.

Frankly, this sudden alteration in her physical capabilities felt incredibly uncomfortable.

Fú Nī Yà now felt utterly devoid of strength, yet her mind raced at an astonishing speed, forgotten memories flooding back in a torrent.

“Right, I’ll just sleep.”

Fú Nī Yà finally muttered to herself in resignation.

‘As long as I’m asleep, my troubles cease to exist.’

Shifting her body, which now felt impossibly heavy, the girl found a comfortable position, took a few shaky breaths, and wearily closed her eyes.

‘Speaking of which… there seemed to be something with Albert tomorrow?’

‘What was it?’

‘My current body should be fine, right?’

Holding onto this thread of worry, Fú Nī Yà closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.