When My Game Power Follows Me in Real Life novel Chapter 32

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Chapter 32 Twelve Hours to Win

Chapter 32 Twelve Hours to Win

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Aiden couldn’t touch his class advancement yet, so he figured it was the perfect moment to clear some long–term chores off his plate.

One major task was spending money, since every million marks added directly to a permane stat point.

Simple math, vicious price tag.

He wasn’t reckless enough to dump money carelessly, though. He treated the whole process like a long game.

Equipment usually topped the priority list for most players. The central hub always offered equipment several notches stronger than anything fresh players stumbled across in spawnpoint. Aiden didn’t rely on personal combat right now, so upgrades didn’t matter much until attribute sharing was unlocked in his next class advancement.

His interest drifted toward something bigger–property.

Yep… buying a home inside Doomsday.

The second world mirrored the real Blue Planet in strange ways. Players could legally purchase land or buildings from NPC–controlled areas.

A house wasn’t just bragging rights either.

ognized property boosted a player’s daily gameplay allowance to twelve hours. The

er only got eight. Those extra four hours stacked into a massive advantage over months.

ownside slapped everyone in the face: prices were outrageous. A cramped thirty–square- of cubby, just large enough for a mattress, already cost over one million marks.

Even worse, having money didn’t automatically qualify you to buy a place.

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grinding NPC tasks bumped it up, although the amount needed for p sat at a level that made beginners cry.

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s inside Doomsday work worked like old–school frontier towns. Outsiders were t welcomed. Players like Wite Aiden could shop, sleep, and leave whenever they gh they had zero standingding.

NPC could drop a report, port and the city guard would drag you to the gate without

environment where every play player acted like a model resident–even a top–level ed his voice when dealing with with an ordinary townsfolk NPC. The system left oice except to behave politelylitely.

red, and nobody raised their voicevoice. Even getting cheated by an NPC forced allow their rage and fake a smilesmile.

status made everyone feel like back background labor on someone else’s ranch.

ecitizenship would flip the power dyna dynamic hard. People who earned it stood douder, and even threw attitude aroundound as if it came with the title.

no tarn it was brutal, far more difficult thuit than simply stacking Prestige Points. Only evens ever reached that rank, even amongeong endgame veterans.

dernderstood every piece of the systemysite/He also knew a shortcut existed, one nepu reputation than combat.

heese strolled toward Lord’s Castle, the adeiadministrative estate that managed city

entionations. He simply lingered near the entrancerance.

te eventually ually stepped into view.

a lavender dress dress that complemented her mammeature elegance. She moved with a

over years vars of influence. Age softened her featn features yet left her beauty ill attracted stod stares from anyone within ten feet feet.

w of Grand Duk Duke Guthere, the previous City Lordford—held wealth, status, and a mpted fools like honey tempted flies.

ere had been dead dead for twenty years, long enough for her the grass above his k. Players who crno craved shortcuts viewed Lady Riley asetes the ultimate jackpot.

to pursue her in Aideusden’s previous life. Every single one hour hoped to leap into

mance.

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