11 The Power of Six Times the Strength

After the meal, Alvin took the initiative to put away the bowls and chopsticks. He put them into the dishwasher and hand-washed the rest.

Since this meal was prepared by Aurelia, the task of washing the dishes naturally fell on Alvin.

Aurelia was very satisfied with what he did. After standing outside the kitchen taking a look, she leisurely lay down on the sofa, holding the remote control and scanning the channels one by one.

"Ah, I've watched this show more than 10 times..."

"The murderer is the landlord from the beginning. If you know the ending beforehand, there's nothing else to watch..."

"This artiste? I didn't expect to see her on TV. She'll be arrested for tax evasion in two years!"

Aurelia kept complaining as she changed the channel. It was as if she was not watching the TV content, but reminiscing the past.

"Which artiste?" Alvin happened to come out of the kitchen and heard that an artiste would be banned in the future. He looked at the TV and wanted to know which artiste it was.

However, Aurelia swiftly pressed the remote control several times to switch the TV program to another channel. "An artiste that you have a good impression of. It's better that you don't know about it, so I won't spoil it for you now."

"Okay."

Alvin thought in his heart. There seemed to be quite a number of artistes that he admired, so he couldn't figure it out. Thus he just lay on the sofa and began to think about something else.

When they were eating just now, according to Aurelia, the Bugatti Veyron wasn't bought by her.

Instead, she had used a method that was close to "blackmail" to get it from one of her future friends.

As a reincarnator, Aurelia had an advantage in terms of memory. If he told her a little secret of the other party, the other party would have no choice but could only surrender. It was indeed so convenient.

"Sigh."

Alvin sighed lightly.

If he were a reincarnator, he would not do such a thing. He would only remember a few leading-edge trends. When the time came, he would act ahead of time and be on the trend of the times. Even a pig could fly. At the very least, he would memorize a few lottery numbers in advance and hit the lottery once every other month. It would not take long for him to become a rich man without having to work.

"What are you thinking about?" Aurelia moved her body close to him with a teasing smile on her face. "Let me guess. You are actually very dissatisfied with my car-snatching behavior, right? You must be thinking, 'Oh my, why is my girlfriend such an imperious and unreasonable person,' am I right?"

Alvin didn't say anything because his thoughts were completely understood. He couldn't find any opportunity to refute or quibble.

"Don't be angry. I know, I know," Aurelia pouted, bent down, and raised her head. "We'll just return the car."

"I'm not angry..." Alvin explained.

"Of course, you won't be angry at me because of this, but you like it when I apologize to you. You said that I'm like a clingy kitten when I apologize. Don't think that I don't know, hehe."

When Alvin heard this, he looked at her. It was indeed true.

A warm feeling rose in his heart.

It was a warm feeling that he had never had even when he was a child.

He had always been trying to adapt to others so as to conform to society.

He would interact with others and pretend to say a few words of "truth", such as liking coffee or hating outdated artistes. But all these were nothing more than acting, a kind of acting to pretend to be honest.

For this, whether it was his real interests or his worries, they were all buried in the deepest depth of his heart dug by him.

As long as he didn't say it, no one would be able to dig it out.

Except for Aurelia.

Alvin reached out and stroked Aurelia's hair as if he was smoothing a cat's fur. For some reason, Alvin said, "Thank you."

...

The next day, Alvin threw the clothes for washing into the washing machine together with the bedsheets.

Then, he started to prepare breakfast for the two of them.

His schedule today was to return the Bugatti Veyron.

Also, he needed to figure out how to use his system to its maximum efficiency.

"System, take a look at my attributes."

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[Host: Alvin]

[Aurelia's favorability +10, current 100 (till death do us part).]

[Due to the increase in favorability, awarded 100 strength points.]

[Strength: 240(↑100)]

[Speed: 6.25]

[Reaction time: 0.4]

[Firearm proficiency: 10]

...

They chatted for a long time last night, so Aurelia's favorability had reached 100.

It rose from 90 to 100. It increased by 10 points during this period.

And during this process, Alvin received 100 points of strength attribute.

It had reached 240 points, which was six times the strength attribute under the normal circumstances!

Alvin could clearly feel it.

As an ordinary office worker who sat on the ergonomic chair all year round, he had been suffering from a lot of diseases at a young age. Especially his physical fitness, which was getting worse by the day.

When he was in school, he could run 10 kilometers in a row without rest. But now, just climbing the stairs when the elevator power went out would have exhausted all his strength.

But since he had this system, he had gained 200 points of strength attribute.

This improvement did not make his body suddenly bulge with huge muscles. On the contrary, his figure did not change much.

But he could clearly feel that his arms were filled with unprecedented strength.

He took out a set of dumbbells under the sofa that had been covered in dust.

He had bought it on impulse and found it very difficult to use. After that, his fitness plan fell through.

But now, he felt that the dumbbells in his hand seemed to be made of foam board.

He could even easily clamp the dumbbells with two fingers!

"Is this the power of six times the strength of an ordinary person?"

Alvin muttered to himself.

But when he thought of the nine billion points of strength attribute of Aurelia, who was still in bed...

Alvin let out a long sigh. It seemed that Aurelia indeed had a lot of secrets.

Alvin did not want to take the initiative to ask about this, because there must be a reason why Aurelia did not take the initiative to tell him.

"Wake up, Aurelia. I've prepared breakfast for you."

Alvin walked into the bedroom and woke Aurelia up.

"Ah, no, let me sleep for a while more... Wait! Did you say that you've prepared breakfast?"

Aurelia's eyes widened instantly.