Bob had picked the spherical biscuit into his hand. It started rolling in his palm, which helped him travel in that direction.Currently, Bob was sitting in Austin’s car, with Austin in the driver’s seat.“Are you sure it’s not giving directions to where Rena is?” Austin joked. “Because it looks like the hair-biscuit GPS system is taking us to the Spring hospital.”“Just keep driving,” Bob calmly replied.A few minutes later.Their car stopped at the Spring hospital. Austin looked at Bob and laughed. “Haha, I told you, didn’t I?”“Maybe, Jim is also in this hospital?” Bob wondered and stepped out of the car and followed the direction the biscuit-ball kept rolling.Austin followed him, but he looked more amused at this point. He no longer believed that what Bob was doing was black magic, but some kind of trickery just to make himself appear as if he was doing something supernatural.As Austin expected, Bob ended up reaching the room Rena was in. Austin controlled himself from laughing
At Lola’s home.Shiney was alone in the house. She was watching television, but her thoughts were elsewhere.She did go to the hospital, but she couldn’t look at her sister being in such a terrible condition, so she came back to the house.“Where are you, Jim? My parents think that you hurt Rena, but I don’t believe it. There’s just no way that’s the case,” she firmly believed in him. After all, even though she acted out of place and tried to take advantage of him many times, he didn’t get angry at her. He was too good and cool of a guy to let his current wife be in a coma and go elsewhere in Shiney’s opinion.Shiney called his mobile, but again, she was getting the same response. “It’s still switched off.”Her stomach was making a lot of noise, so she came downstairs to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, but there was nothing interesting to eat inside. She wanted to eat spicy food.“Should I cook the noodles?” she wondered. “I’ve never made them myself, but I’ve seen Jim cook
It had been half-an-hour, but Shiney was yet to finish eating the noodles. A waiter came to her table and asked her if she wanted a soft drink to go with the noodles.“I’ll have coke, if it’s stored in the glass bottle,” she said.“No, ma’am. We only have them in plastic bottles.”“Then, no thanks.”“What’s the difference?” the waiter couldn’t help but ask.“Everything. Be it freshness or the flavor, it’s way better when you store it in the glass bottle,” Shiney said. “Plastic bottles don’t retain the original flavor, and my tongue is sensitive, so I can easily taste the plastic that gets mixed into the drink.”“Okay, then please do eat quickly,” the waiter told her in a low voice, “because the manager is not happy because you’re eating very slowly even though you only ordered just one cheap item.”“Five dollars isn’t cheap,” Shiney blurted, “but I get it.” She got up from the chair and began to walk away, without eating the rest of the noodles. The waiter tried to stop her, but the m
Once Jim regained his stamina, he didn’t waste his time sitting in that room. He grabbed the book and walked out, still wearing nothing but shorts.“I’d like to find some clothes first,” Jim uttered. “And a bag, too, so I can put this book it and also carry some food and water bottles with me.”He kept walking while observing the rooms that were already open, but he didn’t find any people living there, nor did he find any clothes that he could use. To his surprise, he found a metallic watch, which was working. He wondered if he should pick it up or not.[What are you hesitating for?] Joe asked. [A watch can help you optimize your time. Take it.]“But, it looks like this was someone’s watch…” Jim said. “They must have had many memories with it. I don’t think I can put it on and not feel like I’ve stolen it. It just doesn’t feel right.”[Huh? Are you forgetting that you’re in a place where you need to do everything you can to survive?] Joe blurted. [You already killed people, and now yo
Jim searched more than forty rooms, and he didn’t find anything valuable. It was as if nothing valuable was left behind for anybody to use.“These people managing the dungeon didn’t leave anything useful in these rooms with open doors,” Jim wasn’t frustrated by it because he was now able to better understand how these people running the dungeon operated. “If I want to get my hands on something useful, then I have to probably fight for it.”[I can’t tell you which room will help you, though.] Joe said.“Did I ask you for help?”[You didn’t, but I’m just saying.]“Say what you want, but I’m going to make you my servant by getting out of this dungeon,” Jim said. As he kept walking down the torch-lit corridor, a door opened. It was of room number AA1.The tall, muscular guy, Pyron, stepped out and slowly turned his head and looked at Jim. “To be roaming outside so casually… you think the dungeon staff is going to like it?” He pumped his gauntlet-worn fists, releasing sparks of electricity
A few minutes later.In room number AA11.Jim opened his eyes and found himself inside a room that was locked. There was no one in the room but himself. The martial art book was right next to him.“What the hell happened?” he wondered. “Why am I in a room?”[You strike managed to knock him out.] Joe said. [But then you also collapsed right afterward. Since it was a draw, the robots took you both to different rooms. The nanobots healed your abdominal injury, and you woke up exactly eleven minutes after.]Jim looked at his belly and touched it. He could still feel some pain, but it was very minimal and bearable. “That punch hurt like hell, but I somehow managed to hit him back. It didn’t connect as well as I wanted, but I’m glad that was enough to knock him out. Otherwise, things would have ended there for me.”[You’re damn right. Your punch struck his chin, and he passed out.] Joe blurted. [Don’t expect such a thing to happen again.]Jim clenched his fist. “Now I have a better idea as
After using the Bone-Breaking fist on Pyron, Jim realized something. He didn’t need to directly touch the person to land a blow on them. This was because he was sure that his fist didn’t properly connect to Pyron’s jaw. Yet, Pyron was sent flying back.Jim had to read the martial art book for clues again, and now, he understood some things he didn’t previously understand.“So, my body releases ‘vivre’ energy around my fist, like it’s a gauntlet of sorts,” Jim wondered. “I can’t see it, but the book says I’ll be able to feel it as I keep practicing it. What’s more the size of this energy gauntlet can be increased or decreased as per my wish? This is pretty handy as it will help conserve my energy and use it as per demand. If I can learn to reshape the energy, I can use it as different weapons, too. That will be pretty cool.“But what’s perplexing is that the book says that the energy can be accelerated in the presence of both the sun and the moon, which will help me gain new forms of e
Jim’s expression didn’t change. It stayed stiff even though minutes passed, and he walked hundreds of meters, far away from Pyron’s room.He wasn’t just walking but was thinking back on all that had happened since coming here.“They didn’t tell me that the meat they gave me was human meat,” he frowned. “They may be lying with a lot of other things, too. I cannot trust the people that put me here against my will. No matter how good they may seem…” he briefly remembered the Demon Dwarf, “I should not let my guard down. Never.” His resolve strengthened more as he pondered about all the things that happened recently.There was no guarantee that he would be allowed to go home if he were to clear the dungeon. There was no guarantee that they would even let him go to the next floor with the key they had given.What’s more, Jim couldn’t put his trust in Joe, either, not after how Joe let Jim and his wife suffer in the hands of Stanley.Surely, Jim felt like he had no one but himself to trust