Success

Jack's voice echoed softly in the concealed chamber as he initiated the system. Instantly, the familiar ding of acknowledgment resonated through the room, accompanied by the system's response.

[Welcome back, user Jack Harrison. What would you like to do with the system today?]

It queried, awaiting Jack's command.

In a hushed tone, Jack responded, "I'd like to exchange one point for a special ability." His words were barely above a whisper, a subtle request hidden within the depths of the system's interface.

[One point is exchanged for a special ability.]

Meanwhile, outside the hidden server room, Carrie swiped her ID card, the electronic lock responding with a mechanical click as the door slowly swung open. The dimly lit chamber greeted her cautiously as she stepped inside, a vase of flowers clenched tightly in her grasp, poised as an improvised weapon. With measured steps, she surveyed the room, her senses attuned to any sign of intrusion.

To her relief, the room appeared exactly as