Chapter 8
Author: Wade Wilson
last update2026-01-06 05:59:50

Morning light spilled through Adrian’s blinds, warming his face and dragging him from a deep, surprisingly restful sleep. The gauntlet still rested snugly on his wrist, a subtle hum of potential vibrating against his skin. Today felt different. He wasn’t just completing small tasks anymore—he was planning something bigger. Something that would really test the system, and himself.

The holographic interface flickered to life above the desk, displaying a single, blinking message:

“Good morning, Adrian Vale. Recommended Daily Priority: Multi-stat mission. Reward potential: High. Challenge difficulty: Medium-High. Suggested location: City Market District.”

Adrian rubbed his eyes. “Multi-stat mission… okay, that’s new. Let’s see what we’ve got.”

A full mission briefing appeared:

Mission: Retrieve a misplaced ledger from the Market District office of Vale & Co., a small but busy financial consultancy. The ledger contains sensitive client information, accidentally delivered to a nearby cafe.

Requirements:

Physical: Navigate crowded streets and alley shortcuts without injury

Social: Persuade cafe staff to hand over the ledger without causing suspicion

Intelligence: Quickly identify the correct ledger among multiple files

Rewards:

Currency: $150

Strength +1, Agility +1, Coordination +1, Intelligence +1

Special Bonus: Charm +1 if mission completed without staff suspicion

Adrian stretched, flexing his fingers inside the gauntlet. “Okay… city navigation, talking to people, problem solving… I can handle this. I think.”

The system pinged, dry and teasing:

“Observation: Confidence level adequate but not overwhelming. Probability of minor embarrassment: high. Suggested approach: Plan carefully.”

Adrian smiled, muttering to himself: “High probability of embarrassment? Sounds like a normal day for me.”

He grabbed a backpack, stashing his wallet, a notebook, and a water bottle inside. Sliding into his jacket, he left the apartment with a deliberate swagger—careful not to wobble too much—and hit the sidewalk. The city was alive again: street vendors calling out, children darting between pedestrians, the occasional honk of impatient drivers.

Agility check initiated.

Adrian moved carefully, weaving through clusters of people while keeping an eye on his watch. Each careful sidestep and leap over uneven pavement pinged his stats:

Agility +0.3

Coordination +0.2

Endurance +0.3

He approached the cafe. Through the window, he spotted the staff: two baristas behind the counter, one sorting papers, the other wiping down a coffee machine. He took a deep breath.

Charm / Social Confidence task initiated.

“Hi,” he said, flashing his most confident smile. “I’m looking for a ledger—apparently it was delivered here by mistake?”

The barista frowned, glancing at her coworker. “A ledger? What kind of ledger?”

Adrian thought fast. “Uh… financial records for Vale & Co. I’m… the accountant. Big mix-up. Should be in the stack by the register?”

System pinged: Charm +0.5. Social Confidence +0.5. Staff suspicion: minor.

The barista hesitated, then nodded slowly. “Ah, yes. That one. Here you go.”

Optional Bonus Acquired: Charm +1.

He grabbed the ledger, carefully avoiding knocking over the nearby cups, and made his way back through the busy streets.

Strength check initiated.

A delivery cart barreled through, blocking the alley shortcut he planned to take. Adrian braced, using his arms to push the cart aside just enough to slip past without falling or causing a scene.

Strength +1

Agility +0.5

Coordination +0.5

By the time he returned to Vale & Co., ledger in hand, he was sweating but triumphant. The system flashed the results:

Mission Complete. Rewards:

Currency: $150 → Total $400

Strength +1 → 3.5/10

Agility +1 → 8.6/10

Coordination +1 → 5.0/10

Intelligence +1 → 4.0/10

Bonus Charm +1 → 8.0/10

Adrian sank into his office chair, exhaling, grinning like a man who had just climbed a mountain and found it had cash prizes waiting at the top.

The system’s voice chimed one last time:

“Observation: Multi-stat mission successful. Your approach minimized risk and maximized gain. Probability of reputation increase: moderate. Recommended: Plan next steps carefully to compound growth.”

Adrian flexed the gauntlet, feeling the subtle hum against his skin. Today had been hard. Today had been exhausting. But today… he had won.

“Yeah,” he muttered, grinning, “I think I can get used to this.”

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