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Chris collasped on the bed, sweating profusely as his chest heaved. Although it had been difficult, he was able to sucessfully finish the daily quest.-[Host has completed daily quest; Daily Fitness]-[Host has recieved quest rewards; +3 exp. +1 feauture points. $100] Chris was dumbfounded when he recieved these notifications from the system. A hundred bucks! for just a mere excersise? He couldn't help but envisione the scene of earning seven hundred bucks a week and two thousand eight hundred a month! Back when he lived with the Cortez, his personal savings weren't even up to five hundred bucks. Most of the money he transacted with, belonged to Cindy. Speaking of the Cortez.. "Why hasn't any of them come to visit me? surely the doctor must have informed them of my wake up from coma?" Theo wondered. How could he know that the Cortez family has literally given up on him? Glancing at the bed side clock that read '6:40pm' he yawned, allowing sleep to wash him away.* * * The next day arrived quite faster than Chris thought it would. Thanks to the constant 'wake up' reminders from the system, his beauty sleep got interrupted. Jumping out of bed, he proceeded to lock the door then began a series of squats, push ups and skipping. Two hours later, he completed the daily quest and recieved the rewards. Surprisingly, he recieved a +1 strength stat. Wiping off the sweat on his body, he unlocked the bed and began to walk down the winding passageway in his hospital uniform. He exited the hospital without a hitch, and flagged down a taxi. "Where to?" the taxi man who was a middle aged lean guy wearing faded baseball cap asked. However, the gaze he threw at Chris was strange. Why was this dude still in a hospital wear? wasn't he already discharged or something? "Take me to the nearest resturant" Chris ignored the strange gaze as he boarded the taxi. "It will cost you four dollars""Ait. Step on it" The taxi driver nodded, starting the ignition as the vehicle roared into life and hit the road. Throughout the journey, Chris was lost in thoughts seemingly contemplating the future. He was supposed to be a cripple, however the system gave him a second chance. He couldn't just return back to the Cortez family and say 'hey. I was just faking my paralysis alright? look! I'm perfectly okay' It would be extremely weird. So, he decided to become independent. To be a man of his own, not the Cortez family useless live-in-son-in-law. The taxi arrived at it's destination. Chris stepped down and paid the taxi man his wages, from the crumpled bits of ten dollar bills in his pants pocket underneath the hospital robe. Chris stared towards the resturant building ahed of him. Coaster Food Villa. It was a popular resturant and quite large too, with four burly bouncers starring as guards at thd entrance. "What do you want?" one of the four bouncers frowned as Chris attempted to get it."What? can't i enter? is this how you treat customers?" Chris pursed his lips. "Customer? this place isn't for any random Tom, Dick and Harry" the third bouncer sneered. As for the second bouncer, he grabbed Chris by the collar with his meaty palms, effortlessly lifting him off the ground. "Why don't you take a look at yourself? you look like someone who just ran out of an asylum, hm?" The other bouncers jeered. They wholly looked down on Chris due to his dressing. Infact, they believed he was a lunatic trying to stir trouble.Wham! The second Bouncer tossed Chris away like a ragged doll. Thankfully due to his 'extraordinary' bones, he didn't feel much pain when he crashed roughly on the ground. Picking himself up, he threw an angry glare at the three Bouncers. "One day, you are going to regret it!" Saying these words, he bounded off. As for the Bouncers, they burst into a fit of mocking laughter, treating Chris words as fart.After wandering for a bit, Chris stopped at a snack store and bought a pack of fries. Just as he was about to pay up, he suddenly recalled something. He didn't even have a bank account! "Sir, please pay up already" the lady responsible for payment behind the counter frowned upon noticing that Chris was delaying. "I.. i didn't bring my card" Chris face heated up in embarrassment. Geez! he felt like burying himself ten feets in the ground. The female cashier smirked coldly. This wasn't her first encounter with fraudulent customers cut from the same coat as this man. "You bought a medium sized pack of chips and one bottle of yoghurt right? since you don't have money to pay, it is only right that you return them" Chris palm went sweaty. Return them? how could he when they were already in his stomach. "You ate them? and you don't have money to pay?!" the cashier yelled at Chris, garnering the attention of the customers in the store."Excuse me? is there any problem?" a young lady in her early twenties walked over to the counter. She had aurburn hair, medium sized peaks sticking out of her chest, moderate sized hips and a beautiful face. Her red lips had a kind of allure that pulled the strings of most males to have a taste of them. Judging from her stylish dressing, she must have a wealthy background. The female cashier instantly switched to a more respectful tone. "Hello ma" "Is there any problem? i heard your yells. Prehaps is this guy trying to molest you?" the beautiful lady took a side glance at Chris. "It's nothing" Chris waved his hands. "Nothing? you bought two items, ate them and refuse to pay. You call that nothing?" the female cashier's nose flarred. "I forgot my card at home that's all" Chris laughed akwardly. But the female cashier wasn't buying this excuse. Just as she was about to humilate Chris more- "How much is he owing you?" the beautifuChris was shellshocked, and so was the female cashier. "Y-you want to pay for him?" she felt like she misheard. Someone was this generous? "Sure, how much does he owe you?" the pretty lady smiled. "Fifteen dollars" Chris watched with a complicated expression as the strange lady paid his bills. A lady he didn't even know! This hurt his manly pride. Plus the worst of it was.. HE HAD THE MONEY! After getting the bills settled, the pretty smiled at Chris as she made for the exit. "Follow me please" Although curious, Chris tagged along. They arrived outside and the lady walked towards a flashy looking honda, leaning against it. "Thank you for the help back there" Chris forced out a smile. "Hm. Don't mention it. It was just fifteen dollars" the pretty lady was dismissive. "But that almost got me into trouble" Chris mumbled. "That's because that cashier was a narrow minded crook" the pretty lady laughed. "Hehe. I didn't catch your name benefactor?" Chris grinned.."Annabeth. But you can just call me Anne" "Prehaps would you tolerate me having your digits? we could grab a drink or two some other time as a token of appreciation?" Chris smiled. "Ohoho. I just hope you won't leave me to the lurch when it's time to pay the bills, hm?" Anne joked. "Actually, it was a mistake on my part. I forgot my wallet" Chris tried to estricate himself from the akward situation. "It's obvious" Anne replied sarcastically, causing both of them to burst into a fit of laughter. "Well, mind if i give you a ride?" Anne patted the bonnet of the Honda. "Nah. I don't live that far off" how could Chris shamelessly accept. She paid for his lunch and that was shameful enough. He couldn't go about freeloading anymore. The Cortez family taught him a big lesson. Due to his poor backgrounds, he was always the subject of mockery in the family. Only when one had money and power could he elicit respect. Thankfully, he had the Amazing man system to aid him climb to the top.* * * When Cindy got to the hospital, she was immediately informed about Chris mysterious departure. "What do you mean my husband left just like that huh? is the security in this hospital this lax?" Cindy was on tentherhooks. If she couldn't find Chris, how could she get him to sign the divorce paper. Divorcing Chris was an order from the family patriach. An order she couldn't risk disobeying. The slightest punishment was deduction in her income and the worst was disownment. Anxious, she had no choice but to call her aunt Lorraine. "Have you gotten that cripple to sign the divorce papers? hope he didn't make things difficult for you?" Lorraine's voice rang from the other end. "Well, that's the problem. I can't seem to find Chris. The hospital claims he left" "Left. Can a cripple walk? spare me that nonsense" Lorraine huffed. "But that's what the hospital keeps telling me" Cindy flaired her hands helplessly. Lorraine went silent."Aunty, are you there?" "Actually it isn't such a bad thing" Lorraine suddenly said. "That bastard mysteriously vanishing isn't that bad. At least he's been ridden off us for good" "But how do we get his signature for a divorce?" this was the issue that bothered Cindy the most. "Think with your brains child. If worst comes to the worst we might just forge a fake signature"The next day, Chris Luther successfully opened a bank account. Just as he anticipated, he got credited by an unknown source. Withdrawing the money, he rented a basement at a slum area paying the weekly price of two hundred dollars. After completing the daily body fitness task, he began to think about his future. He knew that with the help of the system, rising to the top was guranteed. But sincerely speaking, he felt that his progress was slow. A hundred bucks per day although was a large sum, he still wasn't content with it. He had high expectations for the system afterall. At that moment, his stomach rumbled like the sound of thunder. "That reminds me. I haven't even eaten breakfast" he gasped slightly. It was already approaching noon and yet he didn't feel that unbearable pang of hunger he usually felt in the past when the Cortez would overwork him and make him skip meals. "Prehaps the system fitness quest is at play?" apart from that, he couldn't find another plausable rea
At a quiet alley way. The sky was dark, painted with gleaming shiny stars surrounding a crescent moon. Foot steps echoed as a lady clad in a puffy jackets walked down the alley way. Her head was down and she wore a headphone. At that moment, a vehicle suddenly pulled over besides her. The door swung open revealing three hefty men with tatoos wearing armless vests. The three hefty men grabbed the lady, with one of them landing a karate chop on the back of her neck, causing her to lose consciousness. The men shoved her into the vehicle and swiftly drove off.* * * The next day.. Chris walked out from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. Taking a glance at the mirror on the wall, a smirk appeared on his lips. Thanks to the body fitness exams, he was starting to notice the developing abs and biceps. At that moment, he recieved a notification from the system.-[New Weekly Quest; Join the Police] "Join the police?" Chris wondered.He wasn't against joining the police. A
The next day, Chris was surprised to see a cop at the door early in the morning. The young cop was holding onto a package. "Yes?" Chris arched his brows. "Detective Warren asked that i deliver this to you" the cop handed the package he was holding, over to Chris. "Oh. It must be my uniform. It came quite quick huh?" Chris instantly knew what was within the package. "Thank you" he nodded at the cop then closed the door. He started doing his daily fitness. He rounded it up quickly, had a swift breakfast and hurried to open the package. Just as he anticipated, it was his police uniform. Donning it on, he checked himself out through the standing mirror. "I look less bony than before and my eyes are sterner, compared to my dull eyes in the past" he mumbled to himself. Although these were minute changes, he knew his body quite well. Ever since he got the system, a lot of things changed. He finally became independent. Became braver. Now he's gotten a new job!-[Ding! Host has compl
"You.." the female cop stared at the duo, unable to speak. Wasn't this old man's audacity a little bit too much? wanting the director to come see him in person.. "Why are you staring like me like a movie. Do what i said!" Detective Warren snapped. "Sir.." the female cop wanted to protest but the sharp glare Detective Warren sent her way made her shut up. She reluctantly picked up the landline and put a call across. "Sir, are you sure about this?" Chris palm were starting to get sweaty. He hadn't even registered yet and this old man was already offending the director of the training center. In his mind, he was planning how to deny ever knowing Detective Warren. "Don't worry boy" Detective Warren dismissed his worries. He had a relaxed expression on his face, like he got the situation all under control. At that moment, the sound of heavy hurried foot steps was heard as a man approached them from the inner part of the training facility.The man was rotund. His head was like the
The Next day.. Theo fixed himself a fast meal. The previous night after he apprehended those robbers, he recieved some pretty good rewards.-[HOST ATTRIBUTES]-Name: Luther Chris.-Level: 1-[CONSTITUTION]-Name: Primitive Owl suit-Strength: 10(okay) +-Agility: 1(pathetic) +-Speed: 2(pathetic) +-Phy: 4(low) +-DMG: 17-FEAUTURE POINTS: 32-CASH: $8880 "Apart from my strength stat, my other stats are lacking. Especially agility and speed" Chris frowned. What was the point in being powerful when in exchange for dealing one punch, the opponent deals ten. He tapped on the '+' sign for Agility.[Do you wish to add +1 agility stat? it costs 2 feauture points] 'Yes' A few moments later, the Agility stat increased by +1 while his feauture point decreased by -2. Not satisfied, he squandered all the feauture points into the Agility, Speed and Physique stats respectively.-[Your Agility has increased to 7]-[Your speed has increased to 7]-[Your physique has increased to 9]"That solv
The briefing ended in a weird kind of way. The outburst of powerful aura Star released was scary. After arriving at the hall, they began to read their roaster list. Theo was part of a crime investigation squad while Larry was part of a K9 squad. After that, the newbies were shown their desks. It might be a coincedence, but Star's desk just happened to be besides Theo's. The whole morning was quite uneventful since Theo didn't recieve a call from his squad. When it was lunch time, the officers began to hurry out to grab a snack or two at a nearby cafeteria. "Sup buddy?" Larry wrapped his arms around Theo's shoulder. "Boring" Theo sighed. "You'll get used to it. Especially since you are part of the crime investigation unit. Honestly, you should join me in the K9 unit" "No thanks" Theo quickly rejected. Seriously? if he joined the K9 unit, how would he earn cash and feauture points? "Suite yourself" Larry shrugged. They arrived at the resturant but just as Theo wanted to enter,
Detective Warren flipped the document on his office desk, onto the next page. He began scribbling something down with the bic pen. Apart from the sound of the bic and whooshing of the AC, the office was dead silent. At that moment, the door opened up a bit and a head popped out through the crack. It was Chris. "Oh, it's you young man" Detective Warren glanced at his wrist watch. It was ten minutes past lunch time. Just what was this guy doing here? "Can i come in?" Chris enquired. "Sure. Sure" Chris walked in. The police uniform on his body added a certain miniscule change in his aura. He took the seat opposite the desk. Detective Warren smiled. "So?" "I don't want to join that team" Chris laid his complaint. "Oh?" Detective Warren grew curious. "And why is that? You must now that since you were appointed to a team, you must stick to it. If i change you carelessly, my subordinates will start harbouring thoughts that i am impartial"Chris sighed. He knew from the start that
When Chris and Sky got to their desk, the latter brought out the case file, tossing it at the former. "Huh? isn't this too big of a major case for the both of us?" Chris complained. "Unlike you, i'm a veteran" Sky grumbled. The case was actually simple. A chicken resturant was suspected to be illegally smuggling drugs to customers. Their jobs was to gather enough clues to warrant an arrest. "What do you think of the case. I'm giving you the chance to air your views" Sky snorted. "I think we should pose as employees and monitor the business from within. That would be pretty feasible right?" Chris recalled a cliche tactic used in almost every mystery thriller movies. "Idiot. We are police detectives, not private ones" Sky rolled her eyes. Chris wrinkled his brows. Private? police? weren't all detectives the same? "Fine. You are just naturally stupid" Sky sighed, rubbing her temples. "We are going to give that restaurant a swift look". Chicken Villa was a renowned local food j
A taxi pulled over at Chicken Villa. Chris alighted down and paid the taxi man. He currently looked like a different person entirely. His hair was styled to resemble those male models on fashion magazines. His designers suit didn't help matters at all. From afar, one would mistake him as a rich scion. "Let's do this" Chris adjusted the shades he wore and took brisk steps towards the resturant. Cling! Upon opening the door, he instantly became the center of attraction. "Hm?" "Who's this big shot?" "Damn. I love the scent of his perfume. It must cost a lot" Chris rolled his eyes from underneath the shades he wore. I'm handsome now? how come i wasn't when i came here as a cop? A male waiter hurriedly rushed towards Chris, beaming amicably. "Respected sir shouldn't sully himself sitting in such an enviroment. Permit me to lead you to the VIP section" Chris was surprised. 'There's a VIP? These people hid it quite well'However, Chris concealed his ignorance. "At Least you ar
Just as Chris was mulling over his next course of action, he recieved yet another notification.-[You have met the criteria to unlock bronze quest; king of kicthen] Chris face went sour when he saw the name of the new quest. 'King of kitchen? Is this system messing with me?' Although taken aback by the name of the quest, he decided to read it's full content.-[QUEST INFO]- For years, a certain phrase has existed: without women, food and drink, what is the essence of life? Open a food truck and rule the food niche!-REWARDS: 1000 luxury points.-RATINGS: 0/1000-RECQUIRED SKILLS NECESSARY TO COMPLETE QUEST: AMAZING COOK. AMAZING CHARISMA. Checking the shop, his jaws slackened. The Amazing cook skill cost twenty luxury points, while the Amazing charisma skill cost a whooping fifty. This was robbery! Somehow, the reward for completing the quest became too little. Just as he was thinking of ignoring the quest, he received yet another notification from the system.-[FAILURE TO COM
When Chris arrived at work the next day, he went straight to Detective Warren's office. The veteran Detective was having an early morning coffee when he walked. "Why didn't you come with your partner? i thought you both were inseparable huh?" Detective Warren crackled. "I came to turn over my investigation on that case involving Chicken Villa" Chris replied. "Apparently, that restaurant also acts as a night club" "Was there any suspicious activities?" Detective Warren dropped the mug of coffee. Chris sensed the gravity of the situation. He couldn't help but reconsider his decision to stop investigating the Chicken Villa case. Was there really something going on in there? Just as Chris made to reply, Detective Warren's phone rang. "A minute please" he apologized before taking the call. "You found a lead to that case?.. no.. Impossible!.. you know what, i'm coming there immediately" Hanging up, Detective Warren grabbed his coat and turned towards the waiting Detective."Sorry
Chris got home quite early. He ordered a medium sized box of pizza and downed it with a bottle of Dr. Peppers. Today dealt him a really huge surprise. Not only did he get alot of feature points, he also got two new skills. Pistol Efficiency Analysis The latter was so amazing that Chris was having a hard time believing it worked. According to it's info, he could scan anything and glean out information from them. The context was he could scan anything! Chris wore a ski mask, gloves and a hoodie. Then he left the house. Like a badass vigilantee, he moved stealthily through the streets. Finally, he arrived at his destination. Chicken Villa. However the scene Chris saw left his jaw dropping. Although the door was shut, he could hear the loud electro dance music and multi colored lights from within the building. He brought out his phone and took a picture. Walking over to the door, he knocked twice. The door swung open, revealing a burly bouncer with multiple piercings on his f
When Chris exited the mall, he saw Sky gaping at him. Her mouth wide open that ten flies could perfectly fit in. "Good show right?" he didn't bother feigning ignorance. The facts were clear as day. He wasn't normal. Like how could a normal human defeat a bunch of super powered freaks. "So you are a Deviant huh? i never thought of that" Sky no longer stared at Chris like he was trash. She raised her hand. A packet of chips flew out of the mall and began floating mid air. "You are a Deviant too? but wait, i don't even know what a deviant is" Chris gwaked. When he recieved the system, he believed himself to be the only one with super powers. At that time, he would stand at the peak of the world. But after seeing Sky, those thoughts vanished. There were others like him. "This isn't the best place to talk" Sky fished out a phone from her pocket. She put a call across to Detective Warren. After a while, she hung up."A squad of patrol officers are on their way. Our job ends now" Sky
"Thank you for showing up detectives. I am sincerely grateful" a male voice laughed as soon as Sky parked their car at the spacious parking lot. They both alighted and saw a middle aged man in butler suits, pushing a man in wheel chair towards them. The man in wheel chair seemed to be in his early thirties. He had a warm smile on his face. "He must be the friendly sort" that was Chris first impression of him. "My name is Fred Bush" the man in wheel chair introduced himself. "You are the adopted son of Liam Bush? plus you were the one who filed the report at the police station?" Sky shook his hands. "Hah. I don't like being.." Fred smiled wierdly. "Introduced like that? sorry" Sky apologized. "Alright. Why don't i show you both around?" Fred volunteered. "We are not tourists. We came here for investigations" Sky was quite blunt in her proffessionalism. "Ohkay. I'd lead you both to the garden then. We'll discuss over a cup of tea"Sky nodded in agreement. "Why couldn't you be
The next day, Chris jogged straight to the precinct building. The previous night, the system issued him a new daily task. As for the previous one, it no longer gave any rewards. [DAILY QUEST]- FITNESS PROGRAM1. Jog up to hundred yards2. Do Jumping jacks for 05:303. Do incline push ups x304. Do cobra stretch for 09:20 [REWARD]- +5 feature points. $300 Currently, Chris had zero feauture points. He neede to raise his stats. But to do that wasn't easy. He had to do meritouous deeds and complete missims issued to him by the system. When he arrived at the precinct building, he recieved a notification-[You have completed Daily Mission: Fitness Program. You have recieved the below rewards]-[+5 feauture points]-[+ $300] Ping! Theo brought out his phone and checked the message on the homescreen. It was a credit alert of $300. Now his total amount of money totaled a whooping sum of ten thousand bucks! Never in his life would he have imagined he'd get such an amount of cash.Wit
When Chris and Sky got to their desk, the latter brought out the case file, tossing it at the former. "Huh? isn't this too big of a major case for the both of us?" Chris complained. "Unlike you, i'm a veteran" Sky grumbled. The case was actually simple. A chicken resturant was suspected to be illegally smuggling drugs to customers. Their jobs was to gather enough clues to warrant an arrest. "What do you think of the case. I'm giving you the chance to air your views" Sky snorted. "I think we should pose as employees and monitor the business from within. That would be pretty feasible right?" Chris recalled a cliche tactic used in almost every mystery thriller movies. "Idiot. We are police detectives, not private ones" Sky rolled her eyes. Chris wrinkled his brows. Private? police? weren't all detectives the same? "Fine. You are just naturally stupid" Sky sighed, rubbing her temples. "We are going to give that restaurant a swift look". Chicken Villa was a renowned local food j
Detective Warren flipped the document on his office desk, onto the next page. He began scribbling something down with the bic pen. Apart from the sound of the bic and whooshing of the AC, the office was dead silent. At that moment, the door opened up a bit and a head popped out through the crack. It was Chris. "Oh, it's you young man" Detective Warren glanced at his wrist watch. It was ten minutes past lunch time. Just what was this guy doing here? "Can i come in?" Chris enquired. "Sure. Sure" Chris walked in. The police uniform on his body added a certain miniscule change in his aura. He took the seat opposite the desk. Detective Warren smiled. "So?" "I don't want to join that team" Chris laid his complaint. "Oh?" Detective Warren grew curious. "And why is that? You must now that since you were appointed to a team, you must stick to it. If i change you carelessly, my subordinates will start harbouring thoughts that i am impartial"Chris sighed. He knew from the start that