Once in a while, Tiffany would steal a glance from Alvin through the mirror. Her gaze was still full of disbelief and awe, as if she was seeing him for the first time. After Alvin entered the building, he retrieved a few things from the safe the system prepared for him, holding everything a general should have. His ID card, his military token, epaulet, and passport. He also retrieved his military wear. What's more? He changed his car. Currently, Tiffany was driving him in a military registered car. His Karlmann King was a limited edition baby worth a fortune, all from the system. In the whole country only he had it. It was a piece of military heaven awarded to him after unlocking the general rank, alongside everything a general should have in his Hallowed cliffs. Qin Li kept staring at the car in admiration. Even inside, he couldn't get over it. It was sturdy, but not too bulky. It was bullet and shatter proof, can resist earthquake, collision and most types of bombs. A real

Ryker froze, looking at Alvin. His face went pale, shocked that Alvin was also monitoring his family even though he does his best to stay away from them, unless necessary, to avoid implicating them when his numerous enemies come for recompense. His former boss, Boss Wright, owner of Wright garage, set him up for murder in his former workplace, causing him huge trouble which made him fail to take the college entrance examination and drop out from school. He had been devastated. School was his dream, something he loved doing. He was an exceptional student that got perfect scores or near perfect scores in all his courses, to the extent his school created a new uniform, unique to only him. His room was lined up with more than a hundred trophies. Coming from a dirt poor family where his adoptive father was pushed into the ditch by his wife who took all his properties, leaving them in the streets till they had to relocate to this place. From living in a basement where water flooded

“Do you think he will reach out to you?” Tiffany asked as they hit the road. “Who knows?” Alvin shrugged. “I guess I need to be optimistic.” “He will.” Alvin turned to look at Qin Li who just spoke and smiled. Tiffany looked at them through the mirror. “Why do you think so? He made himself pretty clear earlier. More importantly, he seems like the principled and rigid type that are very inflexible. The type that says no and stands by it.” Qin Li wiped the make-up Tiffany put on him with a facial cleanser and wipes, breathing out a sigh of relief. “Well, he's the stubborn principled type who would rather break than bend. I totally agree. For himself, he wouldn't, especially because it's obvious that whatever Alvin was recruiting him to do would be dangerous. But for his sick sister, he will take any chances. While he's a guy toughened by years of hardship and trying to survive on the streets, he's also very family oriented, with a strong sense of responsibility towards the peop

Soon, the energy settled down, healing all his old wounds and internal injuries he never told anyone about. For example, the wound from the metal spike during a street fight where he was ambushed on his way back from the Wright garage. Although the surface healed, leaving only a scar, deep inside, he knew that something was damaged, but couldn't bear to pay for a full body checkup when there were people who needed the money at home. So he convinced himself it was a tissue scar, and continued to endure. Unexpectedly, his chance encounter with Alvin made him whole. Other wounds and unnoticed sequelaes were erased. He felt more energetic, whole, and peaceful than he had in a very long time. He realized that the mysterious man truly didn't lie to him. It was even better than he initially thought. The healing was comprehensive, not just surface injuries. A new light began to ignite in his heart… it was hope. Hope that his sister could indeed make full recovery. He dialed a numbe

Ryker's Workshop, 1 a.m It's been two days since Alvin visited, and he couldn't stop thinking about it. Tonight also, while others slept, he remained wide awake, considering his options. The night was especially hot despite the cooling system. He was lying shirtless in bed, in his arms was a smiling Xinara sleeping without a care in the world. She was dressed in sheer white lingerie that seemed to cover her body while hiding nothing. Xinara's arm was coiled around Ryker's chest like a barnacle, as if afraid he would run away the moment she closed her eyes. He sighed, stroking her back absentminded. His eyes drifted worriedly to her, then at the picture of his family on the bed stand. He sighed again, a lot was going through his mind. What if Alvin didn't approach him with honest intentions? If it doesn't work out or they fall out mid way, would he come after his people? A light blinking on the night stand attracted his attention. His phone was ringing. Carefully, he dise