The next day, I decided to try improving my multipliers after work.

  For one, I spent 3 whole denari I saved up to buy a new woolen tunic, hoping it would improve my Wealth Score. And sure enough-

  Wealth Score: 1.6 (At least you now have non-rotten clothes without holes(Albeit, they are a bit scratchy)... Your living conditions, food, and hygiene are as wretched as ever, though...)

  From 1.25, it increased to 1.6, which was not an insignificant improvement. Even in real life, I felt better and more motivated, let alone in the simution! This motivated me to try more things. For example, public baths!

  It cost me a quarter of a copper coin to enter, so I rarely went there. Instead, I cleaned myself with public well-water and water basins, and only once every week or two, saving money.

  But this time, I decided to go ahead and try. Anyway, it wasn't that much. After I finished a warm bath and felt refreshed, I checked the Wealth Score again as I dressed.

  Wealth Score: 2 (Congratutions, you are now clothed and bathed like a civilized, albeit poor man, keep it up... but you still eat pig food, drink piss-like booze, and sleep in a pigsty.)

  I couldn't help but smile. 1.25 became 2 through two simple actions! I did feel regretful for not doing this earlier. I should have clothed myself better and bathed more regurly.

  "Well, no use in crying over spilt milk..." I thought.

  And then, looking at the notes, I considered whether I could further improve my little luxuries. But in the end, I dejectedly shook my head.

  "I can't really do anything about living in my rented apartment, and higher-quality food and alcohol are expensive..."

  I could eat porridge and coarse bread, and the occasional fruit, but proper meat was too expensive for me. If I were a skilled borer, such as a bcksmith, I might earn enough to eat meat or fish regurly, but I definitely couldn't now. Rather, I didn't even have the opportunity to become a skilled craftsman now. The only avaible avenues were the nobility and the military.

  "However, getting myself a patron is difficult, and future career options would be blocked. Rather, I might be treated as a lowly servant..." I bitterly thought.

  As part of taxes, I also worked as a borer for the wealthy, and they looked at me with disgust, as if I were a filthy street dog... Okay, I am in a sense... but still. It was very hurtful. I didn't want to lower my head to those up-nosed bastards born with a silver spoon. On the other hand, I could try becoming a Monster Hunter or Adventurer, but without a starting capital, it was suicide. And I didn't like the thought of becoming a gdiator.

  That only left the army as a choice.

  "I hear recruits regurly eat meat, dairy products, and vegetables there, and the barracks have more high-quality lodging... As for alcohol, unless I become a centaurian, I shouldn't dream of consuming high-quality booze... but it should be better than what I drink. Furthermore, they give free Warrior Training manuals to recruits, so becoming a recruit is a must."

  Inwardly sighing, I renewed my resolve to join the army. With this thought in mind, I focused on other aspects I might be able to improve.

  "The Ally Score might improve after I join the army, but for now, I need to make do. As for women... I can hire a prostitute, but the money drain is high, and I am afraid of the system hints... Not worth it. So the only choice now... is to train my Strength."

  With this in mind, I went to the gymnasium, attached to the bathhouse. Inside, I saw citizens from all walks of life training in athletics, acrobatics, lifting weights, and other strength exercises.

  Honestly, I didn't even know how to train, so I sat on a bench and observed. After some time, I had the confidence to train in some things, so I tried it out.

  I tried running. I tried doing push-ups, sit-ups, and jumping. I even tried lifting some stone weights, albeit smaller ones. At the same time, I felt a sort of familiarity, as if I already done it many times, yet not. Truly strange.

  After my training session, I sat on a bench, tired but satisfied as I looked at a new entry. It wasn't a Happiness multiplier... but a direct Strength Training multiplier!

  Strength Multiplier: 1.5x(Through access to a gymnasium and weights, you improve the efficiency of training your strength. However, you ck proper nutrition, significantly lowering training effectiveness.)

  "Nice!" I happily thought.

  Just then, I felt thirsty, so I got up and was about to go and drink some water with vinegar. But just then, I noticed someone calling out.

  "Tonic Water! Get your Tonic Water here! It is the secret to a Gdiator's Strength! Get your Tonic Water here for only a quarter!"

  Curiously looking over, I saw a rather unpopur booth, selling drinks. Few went there, but all of them looked rather strong.

  "Does it really help?" I wondered, walking over, wanting to inquire.

  Seeing me approach, the seller smiled.

  "Hello, Sir! Would you like a cup of Tonic Water?"

  I didn't immediately reply. Instead, I looked at the drink. It was bckish and weird-looking.

  "What in all that is unholy is that?" I squinted, feeling repulsed.

  However, it seemed the seller was accustomed to this kind of response and confidently spoke.

  "It is made of water, pnt ash to strengthen bones, vinegar to disinfect it, and a bit of honey for energy restoration and taste. All the gdiators drink it every day!"

  "Is it safe?" I skeptically asked.

  "Absolutely! You might even become healthier!" The seller cimed.

  Finally, curiosity and the desire to become stronger won over my hesitation, and I decided to take a small gamble.

  "Give me one," I said, giving him a quarter copper.

  "Thank you for your patronage!" The seller smiled, pouring the concoction into a wooden cup and giving it to me. "Please return the cup after you drink it."

  Taking the cup, I looked at it, still a bit hesitant, and then looked to the side, seeing an athlete wince as he drank the liquid.

  "Since he drinks it, I can, too." I thought before bottoming it out.

  But immediately, the awful taste entered my mouth, making me want to spit it out. However, I endured it and drank it all.

  "Hah... Hah..." I heavily panted.

  "Fuck... no wonder few people here drink this. It tastes foul! Even the cheap booze I drink tastes like nectar compared to this shit."

  "Here is your cup..." I tiredly said, returning the cup to the seller.

  "Not bad! Few don't spit that out." The seller said with a smile, bringing it back and pcing it with the other used cups.

  "How the hell do you make a living with so few drinking this and so cheaply?" I curiously asked, still bitter in my mouth.

  "Oh, it is state subsidized, Sir. While it tastes awful, it is indeed effective and cheap to make. It is just that very few people are willing to endure this every day. Even legionaries seldom drink it." The seller expined.

  "I see... Thank you for the information. Goodbye."

  After leaving the stall, I couldn't help but be curious and check my multipliers again. And what I discovered greatly shocked me.

  Strength Multiplier: 3x(Proper training equipment, coupled with a disgusting yet surprisingly effective energy drink full of vital minerals and honey, makes training far more effective. If you had more nutritious food like meat or fish, it would be even better...)

  "No way... It works?! And it is so effective?!" I blinked my eyes, shocked and happy,

  My eyes flickering, I made my choice.

  "Okay, then, starting today, I will train here and drink this disgusting shit every day!"

  And so, time quickly passed by...

  35 days ter-

  After work, I was eating at a tavern with my three roommates and work friends, who were evaluating me with shining eyes.

  "Apollox, you're getting some muscle, d!" Ryker said, patting my shoulder.

  "Going to the gym paid off!" Laene also smiled, testing the strength of my slightly more muscur arm with his hands.

  "Haha! At this rate, you might actually have a chance to join the army! Now we can boast that our good brother is a soldier!" Fynnegun happily ughed.

  "I still don't know if I qualify for the legions..." I humbly replied, but I felt some pride and confidence.

  After all, while the system did give me some assistance, I earned this strength by my own sweat, blood, and tears. It really wasn't easy!

  As for the trio, they were naturally happy for me to join the army. After all, the army was a respectable job that could help me jump higher on the social dder. As for the trio, having a soldier acquaintance was always a good thing. It gave them a bit more backing, preventing them from being bullied by thugs. After all, nobody wanted to antagonize a soldier's close friends.

  "Just remember us old buddies after joining the army!" Ryker smilingly said.

  "I will." I nodded.

  And just then, I froze.

  "Hm? Something wrong?" Laene asked.

  "Ah, nothing." I waved my hand.

  Of course, I froze because I received a familiar message.

  Your game avatar has reached the end of the expected lifespan at 54 years old and died.

  Would you like to conclude this life now? Y/N?

  Naturally, I didn't immediately conclude it, as I needed to rest first. That night, I y on my bed and decisively concluded it. After the familiar wave of information, I finally rexed.

  "I'll never get used to this..." I thought as I checked the Life Summary.

  Life Summary:

  Simuted Life: Laborer #3Final Age: 54 years and 182 days.Final Warrior Realm: 0Final Magician Realm: 0

  Csses: Laborer lvl 180 [Click to Expand]Abilities: Concentration lvl 80, Productivity lvl 20, Meditation lvl 80, Strength lvl 131, Muscle Memory lvl 60

  Life Evaluation: His better hygiene, clothes, excellent work ethic, and great physical strength protected his aging body, but no matter how good a borer is, he is still a borer.

  Hint 1: With your current strength in Real Life, doors of opportunity will open to you. Go and graduate from being a borer and become something more. Otherwise, you will always remain a day-wage borer without prospects!Hint 2: Your current strength would enable you to train Warrior Training Techniques. If only you could get your hands on a manual...

  Seeing this, I nodded.

  "True. Although he lived a few more years, he is still a borer. I need to escape this cycle."

  With that thought in mind, I decided to start a new Game Life and viewed it.

  Life Progress:

  Simuted Life: Laborer #4(Can rename).Age: 18 years and 102 days.Expected Lifespan: 67 years and 268 days.Warrior Realm: 0Magician Realm: 0Current Time Progression Speed: 1 Simuted Year/ 1 Real-Life Day.

  Csses: Laborer lvl 15 (180)(In Progress) [Click to Expand]Abilities: Concentration lvl 12 (80)(In Progress) [Click to Expand]Happiness Multiplier: 2.5x [Click to Expand]Strength Multiplier: 3x [Click to Expand]

  Hint 1: You can learn new csses and abilities mid-simution, so keep running simutions!Hint 2: Now that you will get a better css, Productivity will py a more significant role.

  When I looked at it, I nodded to myself.

  "Okay, this improvement is expected... Now, let's see my Strength."

  I then checked my Strength, only to widen my eyes in shock, before I became happy.

  "Nice! I reached lvl 13, 3 levels above the goal!" I excitedly thought.

  Now, I was truly confident that I could get recruited. With that, I fell asleep with a smile.

  The next day, spring recruitment started...