After purchasing the bonds, Oscar ordered for dinner from KYC, it was already fast approaching evening time. While waiting, he decided to draw the lottery. He currently had 1860 Centi Points. He refused to believe his luck would be so bad that he wouldn't draw out anything useful.-[Thanks for Playing]-[Thanks for Playing]-[Thanks for Playing]...-[You have Obtained skill: Street Thug]-[You have Obtained Cultivation Resource: Spirit Candy]-[Thanks for Playing].. Oscar finally used up his lottery spins. He managed to draw out 20 mana fruits and 18 Spirit candies, alongside a Skill. "At this rate, I will probably be stuck at the seventh level forever" Oscar sighed. He felt it was becoming more and more difficult to draw out any reasonable loot from the lottery. Saving the Mana fruits and Spirit candies for later, he checked up the latest skill he just obtained.-[SKILL INFO]-Name: Street Thug-Uses: Any taunt User makes riles up the target to the extreme, making them make r

By the time they appointed a new contractor for the job, many other business moguls already began exploiting on their ideas. By the time they had finished building Cloud Peach Groove, they already failed to gain the initiative in the market. Not only that, Cloud Peach Groove became extremely expensive due to the amount of money spent. For years, the building had laid desolate without any buyers. Mr. Connor naturally found Oscar's choice surprising. Perhaps because of the relationship he shared with Mr. Weymer, he went out of his way to explain the history of the building. But even after his narration, Oscar's resolve didn't waver. "Young man. There are a lot of better looking office buildings. After years of desolateness, I'm sure the architectural designs of that building must've washed off. Why do you remain stubborn huh?" "You said it yourself. If nobody buys that building, won't those two partners be loosing out so much?" Oscar refuted."If you say so" Mr. Connor helplessly

When Oscar got led into the garden, he saw Mr. Martins accompanying a man at a dinner table, who had a look of disleasure on his face. "You came just at the right time Little Scar. Meet my old time friend, Mr. Hemsworth!" Mr. Martins did the introductions to easen the tensed mood. "Good day Sir" since the other party was Mr. Martin's old time friend and could posshbly have leads to obtaining the herbs necersary for his mother's cuqe, Oscar bowed in greeting. Fortunately, Mr. Hemsworth's mood became better. "Young man, I heard you needed some medical herbs?" "To brew medecine" Oscr knew the other party was probing him. As such, he didn't get impatient. "You mean to say you can brew medecine? do you know the implication of that?" Mr. Hemsworth expression became serious. "If you mean me being a Divine Physician, then I can more or less be considered as one" Oscar smirked. "You?" Mr. Hemsworth stared at him like he was a clown. Not just him, even Mr. Martins was staring at Oscar

"You really are cocky eh?" Mr. Murock's eyes gleamed with outrage when he saw that Mr. Connor just stood there in a relaxed manner. Pah! Suddenly, Mr Connor made his move, sending a palm flying towards his chest. Although it appeared slow to the spectators.. but was it really? Mr. Murock's breath tightened because at that moment, he felt an unsuppressable pressure from the seemingly ordinary palm strike. Due to it weighing down on him, it made it impossible for him to dodge. Gah! The force of the palm strike threw him to the floor, causing him to violently cough, shocking those spectating in the scene. Mr. Murock was defeated? and in such an embarrassing manner? Was this the same man who was rumored to have stopped a moving bus with his bare hands. "Damn you!" Mr. Murock glared murderously at Mr. Connor. He felt he had lost just too much face. "Kill him!" he roared at his boys while holding his injured chest. "This.." frowns appeared on his subordinates expressions.They h

"Look who finally decided to show up!" Lio, the basketball coach blew his whistle as soon as Oscar arrived on the training court. "What's up man. I haven't seen you on campus for some time now" Jonas gave Oscar a friendly hug. "I was dealing with some urgent matters. You won't see me on campus for some time though. But, I'll try my best to squeeze out time for the SBC games" Oscar replied. "Speaking of the SBC, Coach announced that the first phase will be kicking off next week" Jonas informed. "So fast?" Drew was surprised. But that was it. He wasn't nervous or scared. Thanks to the *Beginner tier basketball level 9* skill he stole from Perry. If he ever came across a formidable opponent, he could just use *Snatch* to steal their skill from them.... The next day, after single handedly preparing breakfast of toast and scrambled eggs, Oscar placed a call across to Mr. Weymer. "Good morning Mr. Drew" a tired and lazy voice groaned from the other end."You sound tired. Perhaps I