Supreme Landlord System: My Harem of Enchanting Goddesses

Chapter 7

Instead of screaming hysterically or covering her face with both hands, Valerie just stood frozen.

Her eyes did not blink at all, staring straight at Barra's proportional curves and large manhood.

Barra turned, looking at Valerie who was silently gaping at his new body.

Instead of being embarrassed, Barra smirked faintly, letting the Sinclair Group heir see his "new" body which was certainly very hot to women.

"What are you looking at?" Barra asked with a sarcastic tone.

Valerie immediately raised her gaze. Their eyes now met.

"Y, You pervert!" Valerie cursed, hiding her nervousness.

The woman turned her back on Barra while covering her face which was red from embarrassment.

Barra pulled a black t-shirt from the mattress, also sweatpants of the same color, then put them on in one quick movement while throwing a faint smirk.

"You boldly entered without knocking on the door, yet I am the one blamed," Barra said.

He walked casually past Valerie toward the kitchen at the end of the hallway.

Valerie lowered her hands after making sure the man was dressed, then stomped her foot in annoyance.

"I just wanted to ask where you put the cooking oil!" Valerie shouted, hurrying after Barra's steps.

The boarding house kitchen's condition was very concerning. An empty black wok was on a rusty old gas stove.

Barra sighed seeing the stove knob tilted from being forced to turn by Valerie.

"Lighting an old thing like this needs a trick," Barra said.

He pressed the iron knob inward, then turned it until a click sounded.

Whoosh.

A blue flame instantly lit up.

"See?" Barra said, pointing to the lit fire.

"Then, where is the oil? I did not find anything on the shelf," Valerie demanded sharply.

Barra reached under the wooden table, pulling a plastic bottle of cooking oil from behind a pile of newspapers.

"If put on the table, it only invites sewer rats," Barra said briefly.

He poured a little oil into the wok. Then he took a small pot, filled it with water and placed it on the other stove burner. And he lit that stove burner.

After that, Barra took two packs of instant noodles on the table. Then tore the packaging.

"Do you cook for yourself often?" Valerie asked, her voice softening after the noodle seasoning aroma started to spread.

"If I could not cook, I would have starved to death a long time ago," Barra replied without turning.

In less than ten minutes, two plates of instant noodles and half-boiled sunny-side-up eggs were served on the table.

"Eat while it is hot," Barra said, handing over a pair of thin metal forks.

Valerie looked at the plate before her doubtfully. Her fork only twirled the noodle strands without intending to take a bite.

"Do we really have to eat instant food for breakfast?" Valerie asked, furrowing her brow.

"There is no other food left here," Barra answered before eating his own noodles.

Valerie sighed, finally surrendering to the hunger torturing her stomach. She tasted a small bite.

Her eyes widened slightly as the savory taste instantly pampered her tongue.

"Listen, Barra. I gave my Rollexa watch as a room rent deposit," Valerie said suddenly.

Barra did not respond, calmly chewing his food.

"That watch is worth millions. You should have been able to order food from a large restaurant, not give cheap food like this," Valerie continued in annoyance.

Barra put down his fork, then reached into his pants pocket to take his old phone with a cracked screen.

He pressed the button, then pointed the lit screen right in front of Valerie's face.

"Look at this mobile banking balance closely!" Barra exclaimed coldly.

Valerie leaned her face forward, reading the text line displayed there.

Account Balance: $50.

The young miss immediately blinked, thinking her eyes were wrong. "Only... fifty dollars?"

"My twenty thousand dollars was completely transferred to Baxter's account to pay off the debt," Barra explained.

Valerie was stunned to hear that.

"That money is what kept this boarding house from turning into rubble by the yellow bulldozer this morning," Barra added sharply.

"So... your remaining money now is really only fifty dollars?" Valerie asked to confirm, her voice shrinking.

"Yes. And fifty dollars is not enough to buy luxurious food. It is not even enough to buy two food portions with two side dishes at Mrs. Nia's rice stall," Barra replied.

That fact hit Valerie's pride. She looked down, staring at the remaining noodles on her plate.

"You really frustrate me," Valerie muttered softly while stirring her noodles.

The atmosphere in the kitchen fell silent again. Only the sound of Barra's fork scraping as he finished his food was heard.

Ding!

A flat mechanical voice suddenly echoed loudly inside Barra's head, followed by the appearance of a large transparent neon blue holographic screen.

"Damn, what else is this?" Barra cursed spontaneously, making Valerie gasp in shock.

Before his eyes, digital text moved quickly displaying a new mission line from the Conqueror Monopoly System.

[Main Mission: Upgrade Boarding House Facilities to Level 1 in 48 hours. Condition: Renovate basic facilities and provide one livable additional room. Penalty: Permanent revocation of 20% Physical Buff and all Skills.]

Barra's heart beat fast reading the penalty.

"System, are you joking? How do I renovate this rundown building without a single cent of capital?" Barra protested inwardly.

There was no answer. The screen only displayed a red countdown timer starting to move from 47:59:59.

"What is wrong with you? Your face, why is it like that?" Valerie asked suddenly, breaking Barra's focus.

Barra coughed softly, trying to neutralize his facial lines again to not cause suspicion.

"None of your business!" Barra answered shortly while getting up from his seat.

He carried the dirty plate to the cracked cement sink. His brain spun quickly looking for a loophole to get money.

Valerie's Rollexa watch was still safely stored in his jacket pocket. However, selling it at a regular watch shop was very dangerous because it attracted attention.

Barra approached the dining table again. His sharp gaze locked onto Valerie's figure.

"After this, follow me!" Barra commanded absolutely.

Valerie looked up with an uncomprehending expression. "Where? I am still tired."

"Just to room number two. We must check its condition. Later that room will be your room," Barra said.

Valerie furrowed her beautiful brow. "Huh?! Why must I help check it?! Listen, my status here is a tenant, not your personal servant!"

Barra did not reply. He stepped forward one step, closing the distance until Valerie could smell the scent of cheap soap from his body.

"The rules on my land are very simple, Young Miss," Barra whispered low but pressingly.

Valerie held her breath, unable to look away from Barra's eagle eyes staring at her sharply from close range.

"Not a single person can live here without breaking their own sweat," Barra continued coldly.