Pedaling my bicycle to school the next day, I reflected on my new mission. I had left my car parked at my new house near the school, not wanting to attract unnecessary attention. In my backpack, I carried around $20,000, a small portion of the war chest I had allocated for my karma-balancing quest. The goal was clear: earn approximately 16,666 karma points daily to meet my monthly target of 500,000.As I rode, I remembered the beggars frequently seen at traffic lights, a potential opportunity to earn some positive karma. However, when I stopped at a red light, I noticed three beggars, one cradling a baby, all with green auras above their heads. No red. This puzzled me. Were these beggars leading better lives than the average person, or were they just not in genuine need?At another red light, the same scene repeated – all green, no red. This was becoming a pattern, challenging my assumptions about who truly needed help.I parked my bicycle and entered the school, activating my Analyti

“David, I remember you have a private tutoring at 4 o’clock, right?” I asked, my voice tinged with a hint of curiosity, as I remembered he often indulged in all-day tutoring.“Not today, my teacher has something else to attend to,” David replied, his handsome face breaking into a smile that seemed to light up the room.“Alright,” I said, turning my gaze towards Vivi, seeking her approval. “Do you think I could add a friend?”"Sure, the more the merrier," she responded with a welcoming tone. But I believe she will regret it later.“Great, see you at 4 o’clock. And David, I'll pick you up too,” I confirmed, making a mental note of the plan.“Alright, it’s a deal,” David agreed, his voice carrying a note of excitement.Everyone had always seen David as the hero of our class, the epitome of perfection with his kindness, striking appearance, towering height, and athletic prowess. He seemed to possess every admirable quality one could imagine in an ideal man. But in matters of love and war,

Jenny grappled with an internal turmoil, her voice barely more than a whisper as she tried to refuse. "I... I am sorry. I don’t give that kind of service." Her words were fraught with hesitation, an underlying struggle evident in her tone.I persisted, unable to mask my greed. "Oh, come on, just name your price." Observing her, I noticed her face flush a deep shade of red, a visible sign of her discomfort.‘Turns out she might really not be offering that kind of service.’"If you happen to be a virgin, I may pay you much more. What do you think?" I tried again.Jenny's reaction was immediate; she closed her eyes, unwilling to meet my gaze, her voice barely a murmur. "No."Undeterred, I threw out my first offer, a lure to tempt her. "$10,000. What do you think?"Her response was firm yet tremulous. "No..."I understand why I fell in love with her in the past. Her cute face, ivory skin, and a fragility reminiscent of a princess had the power to evoke a man's protective instincts.I rais

As I drove through the crowded streets, my mind wrestled with the task of recalling a specific location. The absence of modern conveniences like a smartphone or Google Maps made the task daunting.At this time, I can only obtain something as simple as a Nokia Brick without any maps, acknowledging that even owning such a basic device was a luxury. This sparked an idea in my mind about venturing into the business of importing phones – a lucrative opportunity indeed, considering it's going to be booming soon.Soon, I will need a company for laundering my amassed fortune of five billion. Setting up a few paper companies in telecommunications, internet, and mobile phone products is a good start to build my business empire, it seems prudent.Fortunately, my memory served me right, and I navigated the car to the desired destination. The parking lot was nearly deserted, save for a few workers lingering in the shadows of the night."Victoria, care to follow me?" I asked, my voice steady yet in

As we dined, Claire peppered me with questions, her curiosity evident. I skillfully navigated around the more personal inquiries, maintaining an air of mystery. With each sip of red wine, her cheeks flushed a deeper shade, lending her an air of vulnerability."Alex, do you know you're really handsome and mature? I can't quite guess your age. You seem young, yet so much more mature than me," she remarked, a playful tone in her voice.I responded with a laugh and a playful wink. "Well, secrets make a man, man. Don't they?"Her gaze lingered on me, a mixture of admiration and something more profound. "It's like you're the prince charming from a fairy tale, come to rescue a damsel in distress," she giggled, her eyes twinkling.[You have earned the title 'Prince Charming'. Equipping this title will increase your charm by 100% and potentially double the affection women feel towards you.]Intrigued by this sudden notification, I thought to myself, 'How do I equip this title?'[Just command.]