2026-02-27 12:00:09"Damn, that hurts!" Raka wanted to scream, but he was self-conscious. He was afraid that some strange creature would attack him. "So this is what it feels like to have a broken leg," he grumbled.
Every centimeter felt like a kilometer. Raka dragged his body and the precious sack of coffee across the wet asphalt. His broken ankle dangled uselessly, sending waves of searing pain through his nerves. The sound of the sack dragging across the concrete was the only sound he could hear.
“Anywhere as long as there is a place to take shelter,” he said softly.
He finally found shelter in a laundry shop with its door smashed in. The shop was located behind buildings facing the main road.
With the last of his strength, he pushed the sack in first and then crawled in, leaving a trail of dirty rainwater on the floor. The Baginda calmly flew low, entering along with the burlap sack filled with coffee.
Raka slammed the rickety iron door shut and leaned against it. Tears streamed down his cheeks. The pain in his leg was excruciating.
He dared to glance at his ankle. It was swollen and bluish-purple. He wouldn't be able to walk, let alone run. He was a crippled target.
“This… this is the end,” he groaned desperately.
As he hits rock bottom, a familiar blue panel appears with a cheerful tune that is completely inappropriate for his plight.
[Congratulations on successfully completing the Quest!]
[Reward: Portable Coffee Grinder (Level 1) has been added to your inventory.] [Due to the Host's critical condition, the [Viewer Points Shop] feature is now open!]A virtual showcase appeared before him displaying various items that could save his life.
- [Basic First Aid Kit]: 50 VP - [Pain Relief Medicine (Single Dose)]: 100 VP - [Instant Healing Ointment (Rare)]: 500 VP - [Instant Coffee Sachet]: 10 VPHope flickered for a moment in Raka's chest. However, it was quickly extinguished when he saw his points balance in the top corner of the screen.
[Your Balance: 0 Viewer Points (VP)]
“Zero?” he whispered in disbelief. “After all that? That crazy jump? Fighting zombies in a falling truck? I got ZERO POINTS?!”
[The points from the previous Quest have been allocated for donation to the MVP, Baginda,] the System replied annoyingly.
Raka turned to look at Baginda, who was perched comfortably on top of one of the washing machines. The swan's body looked mysteriously dry and clean.
“Of course,” Raka sighed. Hatred and resignation warred within him.
The netizen chat column started to get busy.
[User666: Hahahaha, poor Host. He's already limping and poor too.]
[AnimalLover12: Oh my, poor him. His leg is broken. Can't we do anything?] [CommentKing: Hmm… Admin, can we donate to this noob?]There was a momentary pause, as if the System was considering.
[Request accepted. Crowdfunding feature activated. Target: 500 VP for [Instant Healing Ointment].]
A donation bar appears on the screen. The number is still zero.
[CommentKing: Of course there are conditions. Entertainment first, then donations. What if he does a challenge?]
[User666: Agreed! Tell him to dance! That viral TikTok dance!] [AnimalLover12: But his leg is broken!] [CommentKing: That's what makes it interesting. Do it secretly, of course.]A new window appeared in front of Raka, displaying the official challenge.
[Donation Challenge: Do the 'Broken Heart Dance' for 30 seconds. Each second unlocks a donation from Netizens. Do it silently.]
Raka stared at the screen. His pride screamed 'no'. Every fiber of his being rejected the insult. But then, his ankle throbbed again with a pain that made him gasp. He needed that medicine. He needed that ointment to survive.
With a clenched jaw, Raka made his decision.
He dragged himself to the center of the room. He used a crowbar as a cane to stand on one leg. His face was pale and his eyes were blank. Tears flowed silently again. Not from physical pain, but from humiliation.
[Challenge starts in 3… 2… 1…]
Raka started dancing.
It was the saddest and most absurd sight imaginable. In the middle of a dark laundry shop, a dirty and badly injured man stood on one leg, performing a ridiculous dance in complete silence.
'Damn you, netizens!' Raka cursed in his heart. He was extremely annoyed but couldn't fight back this time.
His arms began to move stiffly, his hips trying to sway, while his broken leg just dangled. His face was expressionless, but the eyes screamed of agony.
The donation bar on his screen started filling up quickly.
[User666 contributed 50 VP: HAHAHAHA THIS IS THE BEST CONTENT!]
[CommentKing contributed 100 VP: That expression! Flat but suffering! Genius!] [AnimalLover12 contributed 20 VP: Forgive us…]Thirty seconds felt like thirty years. When the countdown ended, Raka collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath, his body shaking uncontrollably.
[Congratulations! Donation Target Achieved: 500 VP!]
[The item [Instant Healing Ointment] has been purchased and sent to your inventory.]A small metal tube appeared in front of him. He reached for it with trembling hands, unscrewed the cap, and applied the cool contents to his swollen ankle.
A soothing sensation spread instantly, numbing the pain. He could feel and almost hear his bones shifting into place, his muscles and ligaments reattaching.
He closed his eyes, leaning against the washing machine. The pain was gone, but the shame remained like a burn.
“I swear,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with anger. “One day, I will find you, Admin. Whoever you are, I will punch you in the face.”
The laundry shop became his fortress. The ointment worked wonders, healing his leg 90% of the time. It still hurt a little when he ran, but he could walk. For those two days, Raka didn't just rest; he trained.
His recovery began. He did push-ups between heavy washing machines, his once-thin muscles beginning to bulge. He used his crowbar for weight training, swinging it repeatedly until his arms burned. He practiced his agility, jumping silently between furniture.
Baginda of course just perched comfortably on top of the washing machine while watching Raka train as if he were the real trainer.
In between training sessions, Raka finally enjoyed the fruits of his labor. Using his new portable grinder, he ground a handful of Gayo Arabica coffee beans.
The fragrant aroma of fresh coffee filled the room. He brewed it using a makeshift pour-over technique using a cloth strainer and boiled rainwater.
As he took his first sip of real coffee since the apocalypse began, he felt human again. A more stable strength flowed through him, unlike the panic-stricken jolt of instant coffee.
By the end of the second day, he felt ready. His legs and body were stronger. And most importantly, he had a sack full of premium coffee.
He stood by the destroyed door, staring out at the silent street.
“Baginda, it seems like it’s time for us to continue our journey to Monas,” he said to Baginda who was pecking at a dry biscuit that he had gotten from who knows where.
Baginda responded with a soft 'quack' sound then followed Raka out of the laundry.
As Raka was about to step out, a voice stopped him.
Tsss… Tsss… skreeet…
It wasn't the sound of rain. Raka looked up because the sound was coming from above. From the air vents in the ceiling.
Something thick and black dripped from the ventilation grille. The liquid fell to the floor with a soft hiss, emitting a thin, acid-smelling smoke.
"Baginda, we have guests," he whispered.
Behind the lattice, countless pairs of tiny red eyes glowed in the darkness. Something new had discovered it.
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Chapter 162: Opened Eyes
"Incredible... perfect. He is a masterpiece," Vanya muttered.Her eyes never left her cracked tablet screen, ignoring the temperature inside the meat factory which now felt like a sauna.On the stainless steel table, Raka's chest which was now layered in metallic black scales rose and fell with a slow breathing rhythm. Hot steam billowed from the crevices of his new skin, mixing with the remaining cold air in the corners of the room.Luna could not share the same enthusiasm as the doctor. The mute girl held her injured left arm.Her hunting instinct warned her that the silence enveloping the Cold Storage right now was not a sign of peace.And Luna's instinct was never wrong.DOOM... DOOM... DOOM...The sound of very heavy footsteps was heard from the darkness outside the broken steel door. The steps were slow, heavy, and full of certainty. Every step made the puddles of ice water on the factory floor vibrate.Luna immediately turned around then raised both her scalpels in a low stance
Chapter 161: Bio-Mechanical Fusion
"His human chromosomes surrendered without a fight!” Vanya kept babbling. “The heart is overhauling the structure of the surrounding skin into a natural shield!"Before their eyes, the layer of Raka's human skin began to harden and blacken instantly. Micro scales with a metallic texture grew piercing through the skin pores, spreading to cover the left chest area up to the base of his neck.Those metallic black scales reflected the magma red light which could create a visual illusion as if Raka were wearing a chest protector made of molten iron.Luna stared in horror from ten meters away. The temperature inside the hallway was now spiking drastically. The frost flowers on the factory walls began to melt quickly, dripping water that turned the floor into warm puddles.“You see it?” Vanya asked, then turned to Luna.Her face looked mesmerized by Raka's body which was still emitting light.The mute girl gave rapid hand signals toward Vanya. 'THIS FACTORY FEELS LIKE AN OVEN! IS HE GOING TO
Chapter 160: Hybrid Evolution
"Take this," Vanya roared.The woman in the white lab coat stood at the side of the operating table, her feet planted firmly. Both her hands gripped each thick jumper cable that kept sparking flashes of blue electricity.Before her eyes, the metallic black-scaled Dragon Heart was still silent inside Raka's chest cavity."Live, my Masterpiece!"Without a second's hesitation, Vanya slammed both ends of the high-voltage cables directly onto the surface of the mutant organ.ZAAAAAAPPPPP!!!The electric shock exploded instantly. An incredibly blinding blue light illuminated the entire contents of the frozen meat factory and chased away the shadows in every corner of the Cold Storage.Raka's body jerked violently. His waist lifted half a meter off the surgical table, his muscles tensing, enduring the thousands of volts of electricity forced into him.Then, a long screeching sound was heard from the generator box in the corner of the room. That matter made Vanya almost step back due to the e
Chapter 159: Organ Rejection
Raka's body convulsed wildly on the stainless steel table. The Dragon Heart struggled, releasing dark red flesh roots that pierced and ground into Raka's muscle tissue.Raka's biological body responded with a defense. His antibodies went to war against the mutant organ."Damn it! Hyperacute tissue rejection!"Vanya shouted with eyes bulging behind her futuristic glasses whose data screen was blinking bright red with the text [IMMUNE SYSTEM OVERLOAD].Raka's skin, which was previously pale, now began to change color to a purplish blue. The blood vessels in his neck and arms bulged, then blackened like rotten tree roots. Gray foam mixed with blood began to come out from the corners of his tightly closed lips."His body considers this Dragon Heart as a foreign object that must be destroyed!" Vanya gritted her teeth with trembling hands as she tried to hold Raka's body to prevent it
Chapter 158: Server Tower
"I mean," the Admin interrupted. He raised his face with a bitter smile that was very unsuitable for a child's face, "if you destroy that Transmitter to save your world, you also destroy me. I will be deleted permanently. Log Out forever."Silence emerged between them. Raka felt as if the transparent floor beneath him had just been removed.This System, which used the form of this annoying boy, was the entity that always cursed at him, that made a live stream of his suffering, that gave him ridiculous weapons from Netizen voting results.But also the one who saved his life repeatedly. Who kept him company when he was almost going crazy. Who became the only 'voice' in his head when the real world was too brutal to face."No." Raka shook his head firmly. His voice began to rise. "No, that makes no sense. There must be another way. Vanya is a genius, she can hack the system! We can cut the monster conne
Chapter 157: Final Quest
BZZZZZZZT! ERROR! [BIOLOGICAL FUSION REJECTED]Raka staggered and almost fell backward as the sight of the frozen meat factory and Luna's panicked face suddenly shattered into blazing red pixel dust.He was sitting back in the transparent chair, right in front of the Admin's chrome gaming desk.On the desk, the loading bar that was almost full earlier was now blinking aggressively with warning text.[RESPAWN FAILED. ORGAN REJECTION DETECTED. RELOADING EMERGENCY PROTOCOL...]"Dammit! Why am I back here?!" Raka slammed the black glass desk. "I saw Luna! She was surrounded by monsters! Send me back there now, Admin!"The Admin, who was still sitting cross-legged in his luxurious gaming chair, did not answer immediately. The boy in the black hoodie was staring at the main monitor screen displaying
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