[Truth Juice allows the consumer to only speak of the truth. Its effect lasts for 30 minutes. With pulps and fruit chunks, it is best consumed chilled."Those words were printed on the alloy can as the introduction of the Truth Juice.]"They even threw in something funny. But why isn't it something that gives you special skills of some sort?"Reading the introduction of the product. Christopher couldn't help but feel disappointed. The prize that he imagined was supposed to be on par with exclusive techniques like Dual Wielding. It's still better than nothing. At least that was how he consoled himself as he bagged the Truth Juice.Arriving at the station, he kept the juice well and put his phone into his pocket before alighting the public transport.The single apartment that he rented was located among a number of low-rise buildings which made up a residential area. In this area,there were all sorts of people, most of whom were in a similar situation as Christopher's; they were broke pe
"What do you want? Christopher said exasperatedly."Pay!" Sean wore an irritated expression before adding."You must pay back!"'Is he trying to blame it on me now?' Christopher thought to himself as he frowned.He was unsure whether or not he caused the button to fall off, but Versace?You must be joking!Although Christopher didn't have the luxury to wear clothes from that brand, he had seen Luna wearing it various times. Anyone could tell that from the fabric and quality that Sean's shirt was highly likely counterfeit products that were often sold in roadside stalls. 200 bucks was the ceiling price for it. Moreover, people who could afford to wear such luxurious brands wouldn't bother about such petty issues.Unwilling to argue with Sean, Christopher simply brushed past him, wanting to walk away.Just as he attempted to do so, Sean grabbed Christopher's collar before saying,"Hey,are you trying to escape?""Listen up you punk! You must pay me back today. Otherwise, believe it or no
Chapter 13 Tve Memorized You'After those words rolled off Sean's tongue. he was on the brink of tears.'Why can't I control my own mouth?! Why can't I control it?! Stop spilling the beans!'When Christopher heard Sean's confession about his sexual disease, he couldn't help himself and laughed out loud.It was unexpected that Sean, who seemed educated and refined with his glasses and all, was such a man.It took Christopher a solid two-minute to grudgingly stop laughing. Wiping off the tears at the corner of his eyes, he pointed at Samantha before he continued to ask."What's your relationship with this girl?"At once, Sean thought to himself, I'm doomed.At the same time, his heart dropped. Obviously, he did not want to answer Christopher's question, but it was beyond his control."There's no relationship between us, but Samantha's mother is a patient at our hospital.""Is she very sick?""It's quite severe. She's still in a coma as we speak.""Then can you help her?""No?"“Why?""T
Looking at Samantha's figure as she left.Christopher smiled to himself. He had a hunch that they were going to meet again."Ding Congratulations, owner! You helped someone who was in need.so you gained 500 thumbs-up!"When his gaze was fixed on her figure,a robotic sound rang in his mind.At once, his heart leapt and he instinctively looked down at his cell phone.He realized that his thumbs-up point that was initially two-digit became 521.It seemed that not only could he earn points from acting cool and showing off, but even lending someone a helping hand worked as well. Nodding to himself,Christopher thought that he was beginning to get a hang of how the Thumbs-Up System worked.The next day,the weather was lovely;it was windy and refreshing.Christopher arrived at The Serenade punctually."Chris is here!"Just as he entered the frontdoor,he heard someone greeting him. It was something that had never happened before.After the Knife Skills competition against Hayden yesterday, a lot o
Maximus figured out the only way to find the goldmine was to trace it back to the town's origin. It was believed that the first King of this town came from another world.King Roland the first.*Allen felt as if someone was calling him."Your Highness, wake up..."He turned his head away, but the sounds he had heard did not disappear, instead they became even louder. Then, he felt someone gently tug on his sleeve."Your Highness, my Royal Prince!”Smart opened his eyesimmediately. He did not see anyof the things he had grownfamiliar with-the screen wasgone, the desk was gone, andSo too, was the wall which hehad plastered with Post-its.They were replaced by astrange scene-rows of smallbrick houses, a round publicSquare that was crowded withpeople, and a door-shapedgallows that was erected in themiddle of the public square. Hewas seated on an elevatedplatform from across the square. The chair he sat on was not his usual soft swivel chair, but instead, a cold and hard iro
For a period of time Roland locked himself in his room as he carefully reviewed the memories of this new world,such that dinner had to be sent directly to him by his servants.Roland suppressed his fear of the unfamiliar environment he found himself in under his strong will to live. He was very clear that if he wanted to blend in and avoid being suspected by the people around him he needed to get more information as soon as possible.Roland had to say that the fourth prince had, apart from fooling around with some other sons of the nobility, no additional things in his brain.Over and over again, Roland was unable to remember any valuable information such as knowledge of the aristocracy,the political situation in his own country, or the diplomatic situation with his neighbours. As for basic common sense, such as city names, or the years of significant events, they were completely different than the history of Europe he knew.It seemed that based on his memories, the old Roland had had
Roland swallowed the last piece of fried egg from his breakfast, took a napkin and wiped his mouth before saying,“So you are saying that you are worried that the Witch Cooperation Association will hear the news that the witch did not die and hence will try to rescue her?”“It is as your Highness has said,” Barov stomped angrily as he exclaimed, “If the prisoner had died it would be bad enough,but now she is still alive! If those witches are even crazy enough to steal babies on the chance they might become future comrades, how far do you think they'd go for someone who has already become a minion of the devil? With how recklessly they behave,attempting a rescue wouldn't be surprizing."Roland was confused, he had always felt that there was something amiss about this situation. Why were the Assistant Minister and the Knight Commander so scared of witches?The woman who should have been hanged was a witch,right?The woman who was so thin it was as if she would fall down when the wind bl
"Can you clearly describe what happened when the mine collapsed? " Roland asked.Anna nodded and began talking.Roland was surprised because he expected her to stay silent or to angrily curse at him, but she responded to all of his questions cooperatively.It wasn't a complicated story.Anna's father was a miner and was working when the mine collapsed. Immediately after they heard about the accident,Anna and the other miners'families went to rescue their loved ones. The North Slope Mine area was rumored to be an abandoned monster lair with many forked pathways extending in all directions.Since the volunteers were all acting on their own accord, they separated at the mine entryway,and only Anna's neighbors Susan and Ansgar were by her side when she found her father.Her father's leg was crushed under a cart filled with ore,rendering him motionless, but at his side was another miner patting him down for money.When the looter saw them, he rushed at Ansgar with a pick and knocked him to