These two unexpected rewards had thrown his plans into complete disarray. For the first time, Jake began to experience in his gut what Crygo, the giant whale, meant. He didn't want to leave this place anymore, despite the enormous risks.
Jake pinched the ugly silver greathelm between his thumb and forefinger and applied some force. The metal chitin immediately deformed, confirming to him that this piece of equipment was just junk for an Evolver of his level. On the other hand, the attributes and Passive Skill bundled with it were not bad.
+7 in Constitution didn't sound like much, but that was based on his own Body Stats. His Myrtharian Body magnified his Body Stats by 8, which meant that a normal sedentary human would have a Body Constitution around 1.25, while a Terran super athlete was unlikely to exceed the 5 point threshold.
Not much of a mystery here if you've been paying attention while reading the previous chapters.