Helping others is a virtue of chivalry

Unlike before, this force was not a gentle, warm current, but rather like a rushing river, violently washing over every vein and nerve in Li Wei's body.

The immense force struck his chest like a hammer, creating a tremendous resonance.

The sudden surge of energy made him feel dizzy, and his heart pounded violently in his chest, each beat bringing more oxygen than ever before.

A few seconds later, the dizziness slowly disappeared, replaced by a sense of complete elevation.

He tried clenching his fist.

Judging from the fact that his clothes hadn't become bulky, his body shape didn't seem to have changed much, but the skin on his palms seemed to have become tougher. He touched the muscles in his forearms, which felt as taut as steel cables.

If a strength of 1.1 made him feel like an ordinary fitness enthusiast with some years of training, then a strength of 1.2 made him feel like he was starting to transcend the realm of ordinary people.

He looked at the excavator next to him. Now he felt that he could jump onto the tracks more than 1 meter high with just one leap.

He then turned his attention to the newly acquired [Rage].

[Berserk: When activated, Strength, Constitution, and Agility are doubled for 30 seconds, with no side effects.]

[Usage Limit: Once per day]

Although he hadn't activated it yet, Li Wei had a vague feeling that once activated, he could even bend the thin steel bars at his feet.

"Servant! What are you daydreaming about!"

Don Quixote's voice pulled Levi back to reality. The knight, who had just finished "slaying the dragon," was waving the construction manual, soaking wet, and looking excited.

"Look! This shows the exact location of the witch's castle..." He closed his eyes, held the manual upside down, then looked at it right-side up. "Although the runes on it are a bit difficult to understand, trust me, give me some time and I can decipher them."

"Of course, Sir Knight," Levi stretched his neck, "we should head back. Tonight's gains have been substantial enough."

But to their surprise, after they had only taken two steps, a beam of flashlight light shone on them.

"Who's there?!"

A trembling voice, on the verge of tears, drifted out.

Li Wei recognized the voice and said, "It's me, Mr. Wang Qiang, I'm Li Wei."

"Li...Wei, you're that young man who got ripped off by that unscrupulous merchant!"

The flashlight was turned off, and Wang Qiang, who had come to America with his family and whom Li Wei had met at the recycling shop in Lyon, walked out from behind a stack of bricks.

Li Wei was too lazy to explain the question, and instead looked at Wang Qiang with curiosity:

"Mr. Wang Qiang, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing Li Wei's words, Wang Qiang blushed and waved his hand, "I... can't stay idle at home, so I came out to find something to do in the evening to pass the time."

Li Wei, however, could tell from the reflective vest he was wearing that he was probably working on a construction site, just like Don Quixote. One might be carrying bricks during the day, while the other might be on night duty, which was why the two never knew each other.

"Is this your uncle?" Wang Qiang pointed to Don Quixote in his armor. "What are you doing at the construction site at night?"

Before Don Quixote could angrily rebuke the commoner for pointing at him, Li Wei quickly pulled him behind him and explained, "My uncle works on the construction site during the day, and he's preparing to rehearse a play at night and is looking for a quiet place."

"I knew it," Wang Qiang slapped his forehead and forced a smile, "It scared me. I just heard something about a giant dragon and a knight. My English isn't good, so I thought I misheard."

"Don't worry," Li Wei took the manual from Don Quixote and showed it to Wang Qiang. "We're just looking for a place to rehearse, we'll be leaving soon."

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Qiang finally took a step back: "Don't come here next time, or the foreman will dock my pay."

"I understand," Li Wei said, pulling a $20 bill from his pocket and putting it into Wang Qiang's hand. "What happened today was our fault. We won't do it again. Next time we'll find another place and won't make things difficult for you."

His handling of the situation left Wang Qiang speechless. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, and could only watch Li Wei and Don Quixote leave.

Looking at the money Li Wei handed him and observing his handling of the situation, Wang Qiang was reminded of his own son, Wang Haoran, by their similar ages. Both were 17, yet Li Wei was already capable of navigating the world and handling affairs, while his son remained timid and hesitant, constantly complaining about not wanting to go to school. If he could get into a good university in China, why would they have bothered sending their son to study in America?

The more Wang Qiang thought about it, the angrier he became. He made up his mind to go back this weekend and give his son a good scolding to vent his anger.

The extra $20 made Li Wei feel a little heartbroken. He originally only wanted to take out $10 as a token, but when he took it out, he realized he had taken the wrong one and had no choice but to give it to Wang Qiang.

When I took a taxi back, it was even later and the price was higher; it cost a whopping $117 to get a ride.

If Li Wei hadn't gained 0.3 attribute points and acquired a skill this time, he would have genuinely felt that his trip had been a bit of a loss.

The next morning, Don Quixote wondered why his armor had become covered in mud and dust overnight, while Livy calmly explained that he had seen it covered in mud three days or even earlier.

Don Quixote, still somewhat skeptical, went to work at the construction site early.

Seeing his daughter again yesterday afternoon seemed to restore some of his humanity; he even hummed a little tune as he left today.

Li Wei arrived at the gym early again. Luckily, Michael wasn't there this time, otherwise he would have been heartbroken and cried out that Li Wei had been using drugs and had secretly used Kowloon Power.

By the time he left the gym to work part-time on the Upper East Side, he had a general idea of ​​how his strength increase should have a fixed rate of increase.

In numerical terms, each additional 0.1 units of force would allow him to push or lift an additional 20-40 kilograms.

"Wait a minute," he muttered to himself, "if my strength reaches 5 or 10, wouldn't I really be able to flip a car over with my bare hands?"

When he got off the subway and arrived at Dolores's boutique, he found seven or eight people standing in front of the door, chattering around a box.

"What happened?" Li Wei stepped forward and greeted his colleague Emma. "What's going on? What are you all doing gathered here?"

"It's an artwork that Mrs. Dolores bought," Emma said, pointing to the wooden crate placed by the door. "But now, four people can't lift it, and one person can't lift it either. We're waiting for a professional company to come and move it."

"But isn't it almost time for the doors to open?" Li Wei looked at the small box in front of him. "It's not good to be blocking the way here."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it," Emma shrugged. "Let's just wait and see."

Just then, another dialog box popped up in front of Li Wei's eyes:

[Mission received: Helping others is a virtue of a knight]

In the noble courtyard, a noblewoman seems to be encountering some minor trouble. As a knight, you should step forward and help her without hesitation.

[Task Reward: +0.1 Free Attribute Points]