5. A new ME!

Mo was currently jubilant and did not realize that it was already 8:00 am and that he has spent an hour an a half sitting in his bed.

"Alright, now I just play the waiting

game until I get a reply-sniff, sniff. What's this smell?"

"Damn I need to go clean up"

Realizing it was him, Mo got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

In the shower checked his system status again.

**Monni Shokil**

* HWP spent: 400*

* HWP remaining: 380*

"Alright. I still have a decent amount of points left. Let's see what we can play around with, hehe"

**Height increase: 175 cm ---> 183 cm.**

**This transaction costs 10 HWP per centimeter (80 HWP), do you wish to continue?**

Mo considered his options. He was currently 175 cm tall, which of course wasn't short, and was actually above average. But it never hurts to be just a little bit taller, right? So he decided to go for it.

"Yes, I wish to continue."

**Transaction complete.**

**Height: 183 cm**

Mo looked in the mirror and smiled. He was now 8 cm taller. "This is great! I wonder if the difference would be noticable..." he said to himself.

"Anyways, I can't wait to see what else I can do with these points!" Mo exclaime excitedly.

**Hair color: Brownish/Red.**

*Darker by 40% ---> Chestnut Brunette.*

**This Transaction costs 10 HWP, are you sure?**

"Only? I guess that makes sense, since anyone could dye their hair nowadays"

'Well, I can always go back if I don't like it."' Mo thought inwardly.

"Yes, agree"

**Current hair color : Chestnut Brunette.**

'What else should I improve, should I go for facial attributes, or physical? Well, as long as I don't go overboard. This should be fine hahah!' Mo was getting excited as he was talking to himself in the shower.

....

After a whole 2 hours of editing, removing, and adding, Mo could make models look average. He improved nearly every aspect of his body without actually changing himself. Therefore, he was able to bring out the best in himself. He came out absolutely beautiful!

From the silken curly strands of his hair, like spun gold, to the flawless canvas of his skin, he exuded an ethereal beauty. His piercing eyes, like twin smoky quartz jewels, held a depth that could captivate souls. His nose, straight with a bit of perfect aquiline curve, added a touch of regal elegance to his countenance.

His jawline, chiseled with the precision of a master sculptor, framed a mouth that hinted at both sensuality and strength. His chin, firm and resolute, spoke of an unyielding spirit. His naturally long frame had been transformed into a work of art, with muscles that rippled and flexed beneath his skin like the waves of a stormy sea.

Standing tall and proud, he resembled a Greek statue come to life. His every movement was imbued with grace and power, as if he had been sculpted by the gods themselves. From the crown of his head to the soles of his feet, he was a masterpiece of human form, a living testament to the beauty and potential of the human body.

Mo's transformation was remarkable. He had taken his ordinary appearance and, through the power of the system, elevated it to something extraordinary. He had become the epitome of male beauty, with every feature perfectly proportioned and enhanced.

His eyes had a sharper look to them, and his eyebrows were gave him a piercing gaze that would make people either freeze in fear or awe.

But what was most impressive about Mo's transformation was that he had achieved it without resorting to plastic surgery or other invasive procedures. He had simply used his skills and the system's

to bring out the best in himself.

"System, check status"

*Name: Monni Shokil*

*Height: 183 cm*

*Weight: 75 kg*

*body fat: 9%*

"This is a gift from GOD! Hahah thank you!!" Mo quite literally prostated from happiness. And while he was in this state he made a crucial desicion.

"I have been blessed with something that BILLIONS of people wish and dream for, I will most definitely not waste it or use it for evil or harming people. In fact I make a vow to give help to anyone who need it as long as I have the capabilities of doing so. Be it man, woman, child, or even animal. As long as they are not pieces of trash, I will do my absolute best to help and uplift those around me."

While Mo's vow came from the heart and was a true one, that didn't mean mean that he would be inclined to making a bit of mischief here and there....

Feeling confident in his new level of attractiveness, Mo decided it was time to upgrade his fashion as well.

Mo left his house looking astonishingly handsome, according to the system. His appearance had improved by exactly 125%.

However, instead of donning stylish new attire, Mo opted for his old, busted sneakers. The juxtaposition of his enhanced appearance and his worn-out footwear created a comical and unexpected contrast.

As Mo headed out to buy new clothes, his mismatched ensemble drew curious glances from passersby. Some chuckled at the sight of such a handsome man in such shabby shoes, while others wondered if there was more to Mo's fashion choices than met the eye.

But as he walking down the street, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of amusement at the irony of his situation. He had improved his looks by a huge amount, yet he was still wearing the same old busted sneakers.

Mo continued on, determined to find clothes that would complement his newfound handsomeness. He wanted to purchase a sharp new suit and a pair of designer dress shoes, but he didn't have much money.

He had worked a side job in a Barber shop back when he was still a student so he still had some funds left, but it wasn't much.

As for his residence, he was still allowed to stay in the apartment that was provided by the University due to his initial enrollment fees, but other than that he didn't have much money.

Despite the significant improvement in his family's financial situation, he held onto his old sneakers as a poignant reminder of their humble beginnings. They symbolized the struggles they had overcome and the sacrifices they had made.

While life was undoubtedly harder back then, it also held a certain richness and meaning that he found lacking in his current, more affluent existence. The shared experiences, the close bonds forged during times of adversity, and the simple joys of life brought him genuine happiness.

He realized that material possessions and financial success, while providing comfort and security, could not fully compensate for the sense of community and purpose he had felt during those challenging times. The old sneakers served as a constant reminder of the importance of cherishing relationships, appreciating the simple things in life, and never forgetting the roots from which he came.