Two days later…The internet which had been in an uproar due to Daven’s assault was now calm. However, it wasn't the same when Daven finally stepped into college again. He was different, the clothes he wore was high end. He had made sure to splurge right after taking a rest with Doctor Blackman. His hair was sleeked back stylishly and he could compete with any hot boy in school. The saying that money would change a person was definitely in play here. And while he walked down to his destination, the people around pointed at him in awe. “Isn’t that Daven? The pauper!” “He was on the news recently! That boy managed to force the West Family and Gerald to bow!”“Yeah, I saw it! That was impressive. Maybe we should make him our friend!” The once overlooked scrawny and timid boy was now being put on a high pedestal. However, Daven didn't pay any heed to their words as he had a lot in stall for him. That day was going to be fully packed.He walked, with his head high, his gaze straight,

“Daven!” Ari’s voice could be heard from afar as Daven approached the school building to meet up with Doctor Blackman. He halted, scrunching his face up in dislike when he turned to look at his friend.Ari was gasping, breathless as he reached Daven. “You…”“I told you to wait at the spot. We agreed to meet up!” Ari stared at him accusingly. “Well, I have to meet up with someone.” Daven looked sorry but not remorseful. “Well, it’s fine.” Ari straightened up, waving his hand. “Did you like my work? I did the job perfectly like you asked me.” He said as he jumped around Daven like a child. “You owe me one again.” “Yes.” Daven didn't dispute. He was really grateful to Ari. “I sent some money to you. It’s for your help.”“Really?” Ari whipped out his phone, in disbelief. He also wondered just how much Daven could have sent to him. Their friendship couldn't be quantified as they had gone through hurdles together. But when he stared at the bank notification on his phone, his eyes almos

His life force?Daven froze at the sound of that. Of course, it sounded scary as if he was giving up his life. But then, it had a deeper meaning. A part of his life force could mean a lot of things that he didn't even know. The System didn't specify anything else. Was he going to die? Or was his years going to be cut short? As he stood there, the men closing in on him, he didn't know whether to say yes or not. Time was ticking, Elena was dying and with the look on Gerald’s face, the bastard wanted him dead that very day. “Are you suddenly powerless now, Daven?” Gerald’s voice resounded in the pitch. “I have won, haven’t I?”Of course, it looked like he had won. How would just one man defeat ten men with steel bars?“I am going to complete what I started! You should have died that very day and you won't be here standing up to me!” [Are you taking the offer, Daven King?] “System–”Bang!A steel bar hit him on the back of his head. His body flung across the center of the pitch and h

Daven was paraded out of the hospital with the officers flagging his side. A few students had also gathered outside the building as they had seen the police officers entering. News of how Daven defeated Gerald and the ten men had spread throughout the school and even though it was an act of self-defense, the men had fallen into critical conditions. But even with the people gathered around to watch, Daven remained neutral, a blank look, not one that mirrored fear or shock but one that mirrored nothing. It was as if he was taking a stroll with the officers and his confidence shocked everyone. Even Doctor Blackman had tried to advocate for his student but he was quickly reassured by Daven that nothing could go wrong. The utmost trust in the System he had in his body made him confident. He was sure that the system wouldn't make him or give him something that would put him in jeopardy!Thirty minutes later…In a dark interrogation room, Daven sat behind a small desk as pictures of Gera

Daven’s heart dropped to the pit when he heard of the punishment. Of course, he didn't save Elena with his hands, after all, he didn't keep up with time. But the grievances in his heart couldn't be contained. “Why…” He let out, his breath harsh and ragged. “Why would you give me a mission I wouldn't be able to fulfill? Did you expect me to barge into the hospital and perform surgery on her without a license?”[Every mission given to you, is for a purpose! To be ahead of your peers and for you to learn from!][The levels of the Medical System will always be available to you!] The System’s answer successfully shut Daven up but then he realized that until he worked harder to become a certified medical doctor, he would sometimes fall short. The System wasn't giving him information and knowledge on a platter of gold, he had to work for it. But there was still one more thing, his punishment. What more did the system want from him? After all, a part of his life force was already taken.