He had even seen a small, distinct mole on the inner side of her thigh in the dream. The detail made Lawrence wonder if she truly had such a mark. Well, that was something he would have to find out another time.Although he felt a faint pang of guilt, he did not regret having such a vivid dream."I really fucked up," Lawrence muttered to himself as he looked out at the quiet lake beside him.He had swallowed something strange like that while sitting right beside the water. What would have happened if he had subconsciously walked into the lake during the hallucination?No, not walked in. What if a monster head had walked over and seen him lying there, stiff and helpless? He would have died without even knowing how.Because this lake definitely did not have only that one monster. There had to be others.Shaking his head to clear the lingering unease, Lawrence stood up and immediately checked his status panel.---Name: Lawrence WilsonRace: HumanGender: MaleAge: 23Creature Rank: F Ra

Waking up, Lawrence discovered he was laying on his bed. The nearly empty bottle of the expensive Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac was beside him.Holding his slightly tired head, he rubbed his temples and sat still on the bed for a while. He needed to think, to arrange the jumbled pieces of his thoughts into some kind of order. The transition between worlds always left him feeling unmoored, his mind still half in the silent, gray village and half in his own luxurious, quiet apartment.Finally, he stood up from the bed and went straight towards the bathroom, but not without pausing first in the kitchen. He put some of the food Sophia had already prepared for him into the microwave to warm it.After taking a long, hot shower, he returned to the kitchen wearing only a towel around his waist. He pulled the warm food from the microwave and ate in silence, purposefully leaving his phone in the other room. He needed this moment of calm.Only after eating did he feel settled and ready to f

"It's good that you understand. Go home, take a bath, and rest. From tomorrow onward, it will be a very busy day." Albert paused before adding, "And also, it seems you have neglected your mission of building your relationship with Jasmine. That is not a good move.""Oh that? I haven't. We chat literally every day, and sometimes I even attend her online class if I have a chance. So no, I haven't neglected it." Lawrence immediately denied, and it was the truth.After some more advice from Albert, Lawrence left the pharmacy store. He decided to take a stroll around the area. It was currently 5 PM, showing how much time had passed during the scans and tests. It had been exhausting, and he wasn't in the mood to head back home immediately. It wasn't like he had a wife or a family waiting for him there. Heck, the penthouse didn't even feel like a home—it just felt like a place where he rested his head.Shaking those sad thoughts away, Lawrence kept walking along the sidewalk. He watched fami

"Oi, look who we have here? The running mouse thinking she can escape the chasing cats." A guy with a clean-cut hairstyle whistled. He stood there with a rascally posture, his arms folded to show off the intricate gang tattoos covering his forearms.He was known as Sir Bones, a thug under the well-known Red Moon gang. Their influence was spread across different parts of the Freedom Country.He had trained in martial arts for six years. One time, he singlehandedly defeated a group of five gangsters from a rival crew, earning him special recognition from the branch boss. Although not a top-tier figure, he had a bunch of followers—rebellious students who called him "big boss." He enjoyed being their center of attention.He spent most of his time as a bouncer at the Red Moon Bar in a different city. Occasionally, he was given jobs to travel to other cities to collect overdue loans or teach debtors a painful lesson, reminding them who still ruled the streets.This mission was to collect a

Plus, if he didn't pay the bill, unless Theresa lived in his penthouse forever, there was no way he could constantly protect her. And he couldn't let her live in the penthouse because Sophia, Jasmine, Hazel, and other women would visit him in the future.Hearing Lawrence's words, Bones, who was relieved to at least leave with the loan payment, sighed in genuine relief. He immediately gave his account details. Lawrence transferred twenty-four thousand dollars, even though the loan was only twenty-two thousand, which confused Bones."Use the extra two thousand for you and your boys," Lawrence said, waving them off dismissively.With that, they helped their two half-beaten teammates and rushed out of the alleyway without daring to ask Lawrence for his name or anything else. A person like him was someone you did not want to meet twice."Huh? Blood?" After they left, Lawrence touched his cheek and felt a small smear of blood. Only then did he remember he hadn't completely dodged the knife