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 reason.Jumping up to his feets, he grabbed the hoodie he just bought this morney and left his house, heading for a snack store. Passing through an alley, he suddenly heard a commotion, causing him to look over. At a corner, a thuggish looking guy had a small knife placed at the neck of another handsome looking guy who had his back kissing the wall. "You are really something huh? eyeing my babe" the thuggish fellow gnashed his teeth, not bothering to conceal the rage in his eyes. "I didn't steal your girl! s-she came to me herself!" the handsome victim yelped with a strained voice. "Shaddap! today you die!" the thug had the small knife graze a small part of the handsome dude's neck, drawing out a trickle of blood. "Kill him? isn't that a bit too much my friend?" a voice suddenly laughed from behind the Thug. "Who?!" the Thug was taken aback, turning to face the new comer. Who else, if not Chris with a faint smile on his face. However, his eyes held no hint of smiling."Don't stick your nose in others business" the thug warnt deeply. "Mister! please save me!" the victim seemed to have seen a ray of hope, crying out pitifully. Chris gave the man a deep look. Seeing his pathetic posture brought back memories of when he always got bullied. He clenched his fist. "Beat it now!" the thug gave the last warning. "You should. Not me" Chris spat. Before both men could react, Chris dashed towards the thug and kicked his hand that held the knife.Wham! The knife flew out of his grip. Like a speedster, Chris caught the knife and pointed it at the thug with a smirk plastered on his face. "You!" the thug felt a bitter taste in his mouth. The situation changed so fast?! "I don't want to kill you dude. You know the drill right?" "Ah!" the thug sprang up his feets and fled. "You should be careful when passing places like this" Chris gave the handsome man a warning and continued on his journey. He hadn't walked up to twenty metres when--[DING! HOST HAS COMPLETED HIDDEN QUEST; SAVE CIVILIAN FROM THUG. DOES HOST WISH TO RECEIVE REWARD PACKAGE?][Y/N?] Chris eyes lit up as he saw this notification. He hurriedly accepted.-[HOST HAS RECEIVED +5 strength stats]-[Host has received +10 exp]-[Host has received +5 feature points]-[Host has received $800] "Geez! i've struck gold hehe" Chris smacked his lips in delight. He just had to save a couple of people from bullies and earn off them! "Hmph. Time to pay someone a visit" his eyes gleamed with a sly glint. Few Minutes later A taxi pulled over at a fast food joint. It was Coaster Food villa. Chris alighted down and paid the taxi man. Adjusting his clothes, he took on a poise of confidence as he strode in. The scent of grilled chicken, pepperoni sauce, chips and other delicacies directly crashed against Chris nose, causing his taste buds to water. Just as he was about to go grab a seat, when something caught his attention from the corner of his eye.At the cashier counter.. "You old geezer, you better scram before you make me make you" the female cashier yelled at the old man who stood before her. Chris was familiar with this lady. Days ago, she humiliated him just because he couldn't pay up the $15 pack of chips he ate. At that time, it was a strange lady who paid up for him. As for the old man, he had dirty beards which attracted buzzing flies and wore rags with his teeth yellow like they were gold grillz implants. One look and even an idiot would figure out he was a homeless man. "Please my daughter. I just want a can of water. I have been trekking under the scorching sun for many hours. My throat is parched. Please help me" the homeless man pleaded. "Eww" the female cashier made a face full of disgust as she held her nose while trying hard to swipe away the putrid odour coming out from the homeless man's mouth with her other hand. "Who is your daughter? you smelly old geezer" the female cashier spat on the homeless man.The spit landed squarely on the homeless man's face, trickling down slowly. "You.." the old man was too shocked to speak. He didn't believe the female cashier would take such a merciless action. "What? you want to hit me you old sack of bones? shoo! you reek of horse dung, eww" the female cashier taunted. Just as the homeless man bent his head in shame and was about to heave, a hand grabbed it's wrist. It was Chris. "You!" the homeless man was shell shocked when someone made skin contact with him. Forget skin contact, most people found it hard to go near him by even a margin of two metres, all because he was dirty and had a pungent smell swirling around him. "Isn't that a little too harsh?" Chris had a sick smile on his lips. "He's just a poor homeless man begging for water. Is that enough to warrant you rejecting and humiliating him?" Chris was no longer smiling. He felt extremely pissed off. Perhaps due to his days as a live-in-son-in-law, he shared a kind of empathy with the less privileged.Anytime he saw those being bullied by those people powerful than them, he always felt a sense of justice, prompting him to stand up for them. Heck! He was starting to think of becoming a vigilante. "You! I recognize you" the female cashier found Chris face to be familiar. After a bit of reminiscing, a sneer found it's way up her lips. "And here i was, wondering why you would stand up for this old beggar. It's no wonder. A beggar helping a fellow beggar. Tsk. Tsk. Birds of the same feather do flock together indeed" the female cashier taunted. Naturally, she didn't forget the embarrassing event of a few days ago. How this 'Mr-Goody-Two-Shoes' couldn't even pay up $15!. Although Chris wore some impressive low quality clothes and a canvas. But so what? trash would always remain trash. "Beggar?" Chris felt his mouth sore. "What are you if not a beggar? leeching off a lady. Hmph. You were lucky enough that day. Now scram before i make you" the female cashier snorted.Chris suddenly laughed. The mockery quite apparent in them. "Bastard!" the female cashier thought that Chris was jeering at her. "Old sir. Are you hungry?" Chris asked the homeless man. "Yes" "Give him whatever he asks for" Chris instructed the female cashier. "You? don't make me laugh!" the female cashier jeered. 'What an unprofessional annoying lady' Chris bit his lips in annoyance. "Here's a deposit!" he slapped a bill of $100 on the counter. The eyes of the female cashier and homeless man both widened. However, the female cashier quickly recovered her bearing and began berating herself for losing her composure. It was not like it was a her first time handling a $100 bill. After a while, the homeless man picked two donuts, a bagel, a pack of fries and one can of soda. As for Chris, he grabbed a bagel and can of coke. The female cashier rounded the cost which totaled to the sum of a $120. Chris paid through card and together with the homeless man, swaggered out."Thank you young man" with wet eyes, the homeless man thanked Chris profusely when they got outside. "I was just helping in the little way i could" Chris shook his hand. He brought out a bundle of cash and tactically shoved them into the homeless man's grip. "There's three hundred bucks in there" "I.. I can't accept it" the old man wanted to reject. "Why not. You are a human. You deserve to be happy just like everyone else" Chris said seriously. However, the homeless man still had a complicated expression on his face. "Since i said you should take it, then take it" Chris sighed. "Thank you! Thank you very much!" Watching as the homeless man left. Chris felt pity in his heart. Just because of water, a natural resource gifted to humanity by nature, an aged man like that had to undergo humiliation of being spat on, on the face. Suddenly--[Ding! Host has completed hidden quest; Offer Alms to the less privileged. Does Host wish to accept reward package?][Y/N?] "Isn't this system something?" Chris scratched his nose. Curious he accepted.-[Ding! Host has received +5 feature points]-[Host has received +15 exp]-[Host has received $2000]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
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
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