《Gloominess +4: The Cradle of Gods. A LitRPG series: Book 4》Chapter 4. The road to town
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I get two levels for one quest? Not bad! Despite the fact that I hadn’t experienced any difficulties either. I completed the task without encountering any enemies. I wondered how the rewards were calculated. The treasures I had had to shake out on my own. And the quest was closed when I mentally turned into Bon… But that was not a problem. If I don’t approach the quest giver, then I won’t finish the quest just yet. Two levels, though… Obviously, the amount of experience gotten depended on how important the job was to the quest giver. That was clever and very practical.
My whole team was spread out on the grass and having dinner. Watching them eat made my stomach growl.
You’re feeling hunger. You should eat before your hunger increases and weakness sets in.
Wow, do physical needs get measured in figures out here, too? What was interesting was that I was a bit thirsty and needed to get some sleep, but I still hadn’t received any notifications about it.
“Show me information about my physical needs” I sat on the ground and turned on the system.
A needs window, consisting of three-colored stripes and signs, appeared before my eyes. The first one was called “Food”. Half of the scale, from 0 to 49, was colored red. The second, yellow one, showed 50-74; and the last, green one, showed 75-100. At that exact moment it fell to 74 and moved into the yellow zone, so I received the notification.
There was no description, but I assumed that debuffs would show up once my needs reach the red zone. I was in an average state at that moment, and the green gave a positive effect. However, when the scale was full I hadn’t noticed anything. Oh well, there was still a lot I had to learn about the game.
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With a tired sigh, I estimated the rest of my needs. “Liquids” would soon fall below half. I also needed to take care of the “Sleep” and “Need to go #1” categories. Not only could I see these parameters in the form of scales, but I could also feel them in my body. There were others, like “Communication”, “Spiritual food”, “Physical pleasure”, “Adventures”, “Self-Realization”, and so on and so forth. Some of them were framed with a wrought, gold edge, some with silver, but most of them didn’t stand out.
Unable to find any information about the positive and negative effects of the needs, I gave up and closed the window.
“Well, tired of self-exploration?” I immediately heard Una’s voice. The girl spoke quietly because the children were asleep. “Let’s decide who will be on watch tonight. There are six hours ‘till morning. I suggest that we each stand watch for two hours.”
Hmm, it was pretty reasonable. She was a clever one, this Una. A healer, educated, and so young...
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