The thugs felt furious as they listened to Maverick's words. Mostly, none of the young men, out there, would be so reckless as to dare them. They were not ordinary thugs who messed with citizens. In fact, they were trained under a particular academy that had connections with some big companies. Typically, their service was required by the authorities to handle unpleasant tasks. It was like the one they did under Steven Burch, the investor who also worked as a gardener. His speciality was growing a bunch of marijuana plants. What made him send the thugs to Jacob was that the farmer refused to accept his marijuana plants as a commodity to sell. The main reason was that it was risky and useless for communities and citizens. Jacob knew well how it might end when he sold the weed publicly. "What are you waiting for, huh?? Are you afraid to fight me?!" Maverick heated up. Even though he felt anxious to fight the thugs for some minutes, his morality spoke louder. He could not let the

When the break time was over, Maverick stood up and followed his working partners. At the same time, a notification panel of a new mission emerged. It made his brows furrow. [NEW MISSION DETECTED! Healing Penelope Blair from the swine flu. The prizes you will get: 20 Extra points, USD 10,000,000. 1 skill card] The amount of bucks, offered by the system was gulped at once. He had never gotten that many dollars. In his daily life, living with Marshall, he only received around three hundred dollars. If his uncle were in a good mood, it could be around three hundred fifty or four hundred. At that moment, when he had arrived at his room, he motivated himself by telling, "No matter how many bucks you have after accomplishing the mission, you have to focus on the solution and cope with the problem bravely." In less than five minutes, the training session was resumed. As he was fully focused on the practice and the given tasks, Maverick showed a significant improvement and understand

Penelope diverted her swollen eyes to Gwen. She gave a signal if she must try what Maverick had said to cure her swine flu. However, still, Gwen did not let Maverick do it. She had to make sure if the mentioned thing was real and genuine. "What makes you sure of doing it? Can you provide a little explanation about it?" Gwen demanded for further details. She could not randomly believe in the stranger's words while the doctors' guarantee could also be as sweet as honey. Maverick sighed lightly. He finally backed down, preparing for the logical reason to the illness. "Penelope has struggles on her lungs due to the virus, so she needs herbs, such as ginger and holy basil. Ginger will reduce the inflammatory in her organs, while Holy Basil clears congestion. Besides those things, Elderberry can be another alternative to go with." Then, another sneeze occured. Penelope closed her nose and mouth automatically. She then snorted behind the tissue she newly got. "My goodness, it gets wo

Without being calculated or predicted, Maverick had owned the penthouse for four days. On the exact day, he had regular morning and afternoon classes at the campus. Through his cheerful whistles, he prepared to be on journey to the campus. Just like the previous days, he hailed a axi to reach the destination. In the middle of the journey, he spotted several sport cars stopping next to the taxi. It was obvious that the sport cars were waiting under the traffic lights. "Lamborghini, what a stunning sport cars." Maverick smeared admiation in his words. It was perceived by the driver that was quite knowledgable about cars and automotive. "They are market favorites, man. No wonder why they are almost everywhere; in the streets of Los Angeles." The driver claimed as he sipped his cigarrete a little. He let out a bit of smoke from his slightly wrinkled lips. Maverick, staring at him from the back, rose his brows.

"Thank you for the ride. Here is the money." Maverick thanked the driver once the taxi stopped in front of his penthouse's gates. "You're welcome, sir." The young girl in her early twenties replied. Under her black hoodie's veil, she smiled and received the amount of money which was more than the taxi's fare. When Maverick was about to get off from the vehicle, the female driver held him by saying, "Wait, this is more than it should be. Let me give you the changes." Maverick turned his head and smiled warmly. He simply returned, "That's fine. Keep the changes, Ms." "Seriously?! You are not pulling my legs, are you?" The girl stared at disbelief. She was struggling financially, but she always tried to work in honest way. She never took somebody's kindness for granted also. "Yeah, it is. I'm serious, Ms." Maverick replied in optimistic tone. He