All Chapters of Ultimate Charm System: Chapter 71
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71. The Daily Gossip
"You’re fired, Jimmy! Pack your junk and get out!" The shout belonged to a stout, middle-aged man with a bristly black mustache that quivered with rage. He sat behind a cluttered desk filled with newspapers and scattered photographs. Standing before him was Jimmy—a young man with a nerdy look. With his oversized, round spectacles, a neat bowl cut, and a weathered messenger bag slung over his shoulder, he looked more like a high school student than a journalist. "Give me one last chance, sir," Jimmy pleaded, clutching his strap. "I promise, I’ll bring you a scoop that’ll have the whole city talking!" His boss didn't even look up. "You’ve been promising that for a year, Jimmy! And all you bring me are exclusive reports on fruit stand thieves and lost kittens. Nobody pays for that crap!" Jimmy straightened his glasses. "But people love cats, sir. I love cats." The man ru
72.
Half an hour later, Mark returned with the food, only to be surprised when Alice barely ate before claiming she was full. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” he rasped. “After all that running around, you barely touched your food?” “I’ve just lost my appetite,” she replied calmly. “Good night.” He watched her drift off to sleep. He wasn’t annoyed—in fact, he felt the opposite. She didn’t look as sad as before, and that alone made him feel at ease. Soon after, he slipped under the blankets beside her, and the two slept while cuddling like inseparables. ** Early the next morning, they woke up and headed to the bathroom. "I was thinking last night," Mark said, his fingers gently massaging shampoo into Alice’s hair. "You should spend the day in your restaurant office. Skip the fashion classes for now. Just until I get back fro
73. You're pregnant
[Innate Ascension Skill] A skill that—depending on its level—amplifies the host's innate talents. Current Level: 1 Innate talents enhanced by 300% [Active Duration: 8 hours] [Cooldown: 2 hours] ============================ Not only was the duration long, the cooldown was shockingly short compared to some of Mark's other skills like the camera gadget that needed a full week before it could be used again. He picked up his brush, the assignment settling into him more deeply than he'd expected. For once, art didn't feel like a task. It felt like a confession he could make without words. Across the room, Tom worked just as hard—but for different reasons. Pride. The wager. The need to win. Soon, the classroom fell into a hush. Only the soft scrape of brushes and the scent of paint filled the air. Instructor Malaika stepped out quietly,
74. What if?
The students sat on the edges of their seats, waiting for the results.“Alright,” Instructor Malaika said. “I have the results. The student with the highest score… the winner of this exercise… is—Kimberly Richard.”The entire class gasped and turned toward Kimberly—a shy, socially awkward girl who sat in the first seat of the first row on the right.She stiffened, clearly just as shocked as everyone else. From the far left of the room, she caught sight of Tom, teeth clenched, his expression twisted like a rabid dog."The assignment was to paint your fears in a way that communicates with the viewer without the need for explanation," Malaika explained, addressing the stunned silence. "In that regard, Kimberly was unparalleled."She glanced down at her clipboard again. “Second place goes to… Mark Reynolds.”Another wave of whispers broke out among the fifteen students. Mark smirked at the mention of his name, though a bitter th
75. Scrimmage
The whole day at college went smoothly for Mark until it was time for sports. He'd never taken much interest in college athletics. Back then, he'd been the least athletic among his peers. But now? With his newly flexible, toned body — and the Innate Ascension Skill still active — he figured he might as well take a shot. At first, he considered basketball. It was the most popular court in Astras, always packed, always loud. But he didn't know a single thing about it. Volleyball felt safer and familiar. He'd played a few times in high school. And besides, if his goal was to raise his popularity, there was no better way than dominating campus sports… right? He approached the volleyball court. The boys were already warming up, jogging along the perimeter lines, their sneakers screeching lightly against the surface. A few girls sat scattered across the groundstands, pretending not to
76. Scrimmage pt2
Lilith had been strolling around campus, looking for Mark — her new obsession — when she heard he was spotted heading to the volleyball court.Without wasting a second, she rushed there.The moment she stepped through the entrance—Zenti, the legendary "Unblockable Beast" of Astras College, unleashed a monstrous serve. It tore through the air toward Mark at terrifying speed.BAM!Lilith squeezed her eyes half-shut, bracing herself to see the ball smash into Mark’s face and knock him out cold.However…Mark intercepted it.His senses and reaction speed were no longer normal. The moment the ball entered his range, his body moved automatically.He received it softly, reducing its momentum before it rose cleanly into the air and dropped perfectly toward the setter, Nesty.Nesty reacted instantly and set the ball high to the wing; a teammate leaped for the spike, but the opposition’s
77. Tiger vs Lion
Back and forth, the boys kept the rally alive. No one gave an inch. Points traded hands like blows in a street fight. Sixteen for the Whites. Seventeen for the Blacks. The gym vibrated with the heavy thwack of the ball and the screech of the players' sneakers on hardwood. They were breathing down each other’s necks now, and it was becoming painfully clear to Mark that Zenti wasn’t the only monster on the court. His gaze landed to the left wing—the boy they called Haruko. Five-foot-four with muffled silver hair that made him look deceptively harmless under the lights. He was a brat by build, but dangerous in the air. Years of training beside Zenti had sharpened him into a blade. The two moved in sync as if they shared a single mind. Then there was Rei, the setter and Haruko’s twin. Same height, entirely different aura. Where Haruko was restless energy, Rei was composed—almost sluggish. Crimson strands h
78. My darling is a star
Mark let out a dry chuckle, scratching the back of his neck. "I was just joking, y’all. I just wanted to see if I’d still be welcome at the next practice."The tension that had been in the gym collapsed. Coach Willson let out a massive sigh of relief, his shoulders finally dropping. But the other boys didn’t take it as lightly; they let out a collective growl."You have to be kidding me! You put us through all that just for attention?"Mark simply flashed a sheepish grin, refusing to look them in the eye."What a drama queen you are, Mark," Nesty teased, though he couldn't hide his own smirk. "But I’m glad you’re sticking around."Lilith exhaled deeply, her eyes fluttering shut as if she were basking in a victory. "You boys owe me one now," she declared, her voice ringing with authority. "I’m the one who convinced my darling to stay. Without me, he’d be long gone."The sentiment was cut short as Manager Grace marched over, t
79. Bargains
In the world of fame and wealth, powerful families didn’t just protect their reputation.They worshipped it.Image was everything. One wrong headline could shake stocks. One scandal could destroy years of carefully crafted prestige.While rising to the top of the food chain, these elites don’t hesitate to step on others to reach the peak. The competition is real, and behind the scenes, these families are constantly plotting to bring down their rivals and take the top spot for themselves.Having been a journalist, Jimmy knew this all too well. He began researching which family hated the Briscos enough to act, not a small business rival. He needed real hatred. He found a couple of options. First was the Diesel family; they owned a massive art gallery downtown. Since the Briscos owned a museum, they competed for sponsors, elite collectors, high society attention.But the Diesels weren’t bold enough. They li
80. Capsules
(A FEW HOURS AGO) After leaving college, Mark didn’t drive to his new home in Riverton City. Instead, he headed straight to SilverCrest Restaurant to check on Alice. Fortunately, she had listened to him. She hadn't stepped foot outside all day, ensuring her safety, but she was restless. "I'm worried about my uncle..." she admitted, her voice trembling. Mark patted her back, his touch grounding. "Your safety is the priority right now, honey. I have a feeling something big is moving behind the scenes. Rest assured, I’ll check on Mr. Darren myself." She looked down, her face tight with worry. "I guess I have no choice but to trust you." Mark stood up. "Stay here a bit longer. I’ll come back to pick you up later." With that, he headed out to his car. His first stop was a meeting with Evelyn Clarice and the specialist she had recruited for a vital task. He drove through the streets o