Sofia is still stunned after hearing Pavel's answer. She watched Pavel's face seriously as if she wanted to find a lie. Unfortunately Sofia did not find any signs of lies on Pavel's face. No matter how hard she tries to find the lie, Pavel just keeps giving a convincing expression. How could that be? Pavel invited her to go out to eat in a very luxurious place. There was no way an unemployed person could ask her to go to a place like this. "You're not kidding?" Sofia asked, now her tone sounded serious. Pavel had guessed that Sofia would not be able to believe it. But he also tried to restrain himself from telling more details. "Did you find a lie on my face? You've been trying to find it all along, haven't you?" guessed Pavel. Sofia immediately felt awkward because her movements were read by Pavel. After Pavel's question was heard, Sofia immediately pretended to do something else. "Ah... that, I didn't mean to scrutinize you and make you uncomfortable. It's just..."
After hearing Sergei's words, Pavel did not answer anything. He looked at Sergei with cold eyes. While Sergei and his two friends continued to laugh mockingly. "I didn't expect it, I was already interested in who was driving this cool and luxurious car. It's you...," Sergei said. Pavel tried to remain quiet and calm despite his anger. Sergei moved closer to him and looked at Pavel with a sardonic smile. "Why did you have to show up in a fancy car? Are you pretending to be rich?" Sergei quipped. In front of Sergei's eyes, Pavel looked at him sharply. Although calm, Pavel's cold aura radiated strongly from his eyes. Sergei knew that Pavel was not provoked by his words. That's why his adrenaline was challenged to provoke more intensely. "How about we... check the car you're carrying, huh?" Sergei asked in a sarcastic tone. Pavel continued to watch Sergei's movements intensely. On the other hand, Sergei wore a wide grin as he walked toward
Pavel could not believe that his system was not lying. For a few moments, Pavel could only stay silent with a dumbfounded expression. Not only did he feel his body change, but also his courage suddenly appeared. "What are you doing now?" asked Sergei, his voice sounding stern and imperious. Slowly but surely, Pavel realized his fear was subsiding. Now his whole body was able to accept the power that was coming. Pavel tightened his grip on his hand. "I just wanted to warn you, don't provoke my annoyance," Pavel replied firmly. Sergei laughed sarcastically. Instead of fear, he challenged, saying, "You don't need to act strong. I know you're not that brave to me." Pavel's eyebrows rose. This was nothing new for him. If Pavel received disparaging remarks from others, he would have accepted it before. Unfortunately, that was no longer the case now. "I warned you earlier to stop, but you wouldn't stop," Pavel shot back. Sergei was confused and guessed what Pavel meant.
Sergei and his two friends were still dumbfounded at Pavel who remained silent in confusion. Tension slowly enveloped the situation between them. The damage to Sergei's windshield made his anger rise. Sergei growled in exasperation. "What did you just do?!" he asked in a high-pitched tone. Pavel paid no attention to Sergei and his two friends. After performing the action, Pavel felt his hand suddenly hurt. The marks from the hard blows felt numb. Pavel immediately grimaced strongly while holding the blow marks against the car glass. "If there's any more damage to the car, you're too poor to pay for it, you idiot!" Sergei scolded once more. "Sergei, it looks like he really intends to challenge you. He acts like he's taller than you," said one of Sergei's friends. No, Pavel didn't intend to do that. Pavel wanted to argue, but he felt too lazy to talk to them. The blood flowing from the blow marks on his hand was getting heavier. Pavel felt a bit uncomfortable as his bo
Pavel winced in both pain and anger as the item the system gave him was even more useless. What can be done with a stick like this?! Pavel groaned as he picked up the stick that was not far from his hand. All that time, his brain was secretly trying to figure out how to fight Sergei and his two friends. This stick wouldn't hurt all of them like a knife would. But how can you beat them with something so trivial? 'Why did you give me a stick? It can't fight them.' [Your level is still too low, so I'm very limited in giving you objects that can help you.] Hearing the system's answer, Pavel let out an exasperated sigh. Pavel had no other choice, he had to be able to fight Sergei and Sergei's two friends with just a stick like this. Pavel forced his body to rise from its position. His grip on the stick tightened as he got to his feet. Seeing Pavel back on his feet made Sergei grin in challenge. Sergei walked over to Pavel as he told one of his in
Three days of Pavel's hospitalization passed. Finally, Pavel's body condition has begun to recover. Pavel was allowed to go home by the doctor who treated him. Arriving home, Pavel was told by his mother to lie down on the sofa. The scars from the fight with Sergei had left his body with many bandages. But the aches and pains from all the wounds had subsided. Pavel breathed a sigh of relief after sitting on the sofa. Meanwhile, his mother prepared the food. Since the distance between the kitchen and the living room sofa was only a few steps, his mother watched Pavel very seriously. She didn't expect that her son would be involved in something that would send him to the hospital. "Pavel, after this please take care of your body. Don't let me get a call from the hospital again," said Pavel's mother.Pavel glanced over, then went back to watching television. "Yes, mom. Yesterday was just an accident. I'm fine anyway," Pavel replied soothingly. Pavel's mother shook her head w
Pavel was still confused about what had happened with the interviewers just now. After leaving the room, Pavel went back to wait with the other candidates. While sitting in one of the chairs, Pavel deliberately checked his cell phone to update Enzo. It turned out that Enzo had sent him a message. Asking how the interview process was going. Pavel typed a reply to the message telling Enzo what had just happened. He felt a bit uneasy guessing the intentions of the four interviewers who didn't need to interview him. As Pavel texted Enzo back and forth, he could hear the conversations of the candidates around him. "Hey, did you know that I was asked an out-of-concept question earlier!" said one of the applicants. Pavel's attention was drawn by this remark. He stopped messaging Enzo, then Pavel turned his gaze away. "I'm not sure if my answers will convince them or not. But I've learned techniques to answer interview questions," the candidate said. Pavel was silent listening
"You can all go home now, notice will be given tomorrow." After the announcement was made, one by one, the applicants stood up and prepared to go home. Among them, Pavel was also getting ready to put down one strap of his backpack. Just as Pavel was about to take a step, his wrist was grabbed from behind. Pavel immediately turned to his hand, then looked at the woman beside him. Pavel looked at her in surprise, while she gave him a smile. "Wait a minute. We had a nice chat earlier, but I don't know your name yet," the woman said. Pavel's gaze fell to her hand extended to him. At first, Pavel did not return the hand. But soon he shook her hand. "Pavel," Pavel replied briefly..."My name is Parsha. You should know that I am very happy to meet you and to have someone to talk to," Parsha replied with a wide, reassuring smile. In Parsha's presence, Pavel was somewhat surprised to hear those words. Actually Pavel did not respond too much when