Chapter 2 - Milo (1/2)

Charlus was going to his gym class. He was looking for someone when someone hit him in the back.

[-1 HP]

”What the hell Milo!”

”Why so serious man?”

Charlus was suddenly afraid. If this was really a game like world, wouldn't he die if his HP went down to 0? If one simple 'pat' in the back took out 1 HP, how was he supposed to stay alive?

Charlus looked at Milo's level.

[Milo Stanley Lvl 21]

Lvl 21? What did his friend do to get to that level? Farm? Wait, how would someone farm on Earth? There aren't monsters. Right?

Charlus was losing his mind.

”What's wrong man? Why are you acting so weird?”

”Nothing. What are we supposed to do again? I didn't listen to the fat guy.”

”He told us to do some sit-ups. You first.”

Charlus got down on his back while Milo stood on his feet.

”One, two, three.....”

Charlus was exhausted by the time he got to 19.

”One more man. You can do it!”

”Twenty!”

Charlus fell back. A notification appeared before him.

[+1 Str]

What? A point in Str? Isn't that strength? Charlus suddenly got a motivation to do more sit-ups.

”Wait. I think I can do more. 21, 22...”

Charlus stopped at 30. He was truly exhausted.

[+ 1 Str]

”Wow! That's the first time I've seen you do this much. Who caught your eye? Was it Julia?”

”Shut up man. Your turn.”

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After gym Charlus and Milo had American History.

”Hey Julia, Charlus has a th-”

Charlus shoved Milo aside.

”Don't mind him. Something happened to him.”

Charlus dragged Milo to the back of the classroom.

”That hurt man. I'm just setting things up for you.”

”Yeah right, you can have for if you want.”

”Her? No way!”

”Could you stop talking Mr Stanley? I have a class to start.”

”Sorry sir.”

Charlus didn't know what to do so he listened to the class.

”Abraham Lincoln ran for president under the republican party, which shows how much a party can change. The party's ideals are based on the people controlling it and not the party itself.....”

[+1 Wis]

A point in Wisdom? But what did I do?