Zed dismissed his thoughts and went straight into his bathroom to get showered and begin his search for a workshop. A few moments later he stepped out of the bathroom, the lower half of his body was wrapped in a white towel, and his whole body was drenched.
He opened his wardrobe and glanced at the bunch of expensive clothes hanging in there. Zed earned a decent salary while working at the Eclipse industries, and he is the type of man who loves changing his wardrobe whenever he gets paid. He just loved new clothes, and now his wardrobe was filled up with expensive outfits, and there are still some stacked in boxes under his bed. Zed picked up a plain T-shirt and a black pants, and he swiftly wore it. Making sure everything was set he exited the mansion and began to head towards the agent that will direct him to a vacant building he could use as a workshop. Zed wasn't looking for a workshop that was huge and grand. The money he had in his account wouldn't afford such a place, so instead he was searching for a smaller one. All that matters was getting a place he could call a workshop and also buy the necessary tools that every inventor should have. After waking for a few moments, Zed finally arrived in front of a building. The building was quite modest, but the paint was starting to peel off, and the surroundings were filled with weeds and dirt. Zed pushed the door open and stepped inside. Stepping into the building, he saw a dark-skinned man reading a newspaper a few meters away. "Good afternoon, Mr. Jones." Zed greeted, and his words echoed because the whole place was empty. Only the man and his chair could be seen. "How may I help you?" The man, known as Mr. Jones, asked. "I'm here because I am looking for a space to rest. Something like a medium sized place like this one." Zed informed. "I see." Mr. Jones nodded as he rose to his feet and began to advance forward while glancing around. "A place like this one, right?" He asked. "Yeah. This place is perfect." Zed replied. "Well, this place is available, though." Mr. Jones informed. "Really? How much is the rent?" Zed asked. "Well, it's $15,000 per year." Mr. Jones responded. Hearing the words of Mr. Jones, Zed's eyes widened in shock. "Fifteen thousand?!" He blurted with widened eyes. "Yes. That's even the cheapest price there is. The other ones are at least twenty to fifteen thousand, lad" Mr. Jones responded. Zed sighed heavily while scratching his curly brown hair and glancing at his account balance. He only had six thousand dollars left in his account. Zed used up most of his money while trying to build the automatic car that was stolen from him by the Eclipse industries. The CEO kept saying Zed was able to build the car because his company provided everything for him. But that wasn't true. Yes, they did provide the equipment and funds for it, but there are some things Zed needed along the line, and instead of bothering anyone he got them with his own money. Those things were really expensive, but at that time Zed didn't mind because he knew he'd get paid at the end of the month. But in the end he got nothing. And right now he was broke. "Uhm.. I'm sorry but I only have five thousand dollars here." Zed stated after a few moments of silence. "I'm sorry, but the amount is fifteen thousand. Can't go below that." Mr. Jones responded. "What about I give you the five thousand, and when I get the rest of the money I pay you back? You can use my car as collateral, and even my house." Zed bellowed. A slight look of puzzle appeared on Mr. Jones's face after hearing the words of Zed. "Alright, then. We have a deal." Mr. Jones responded, and the duo shook hands. Zed smiled as he made the transfer of five thousand dollars, and in less than a second Mr. Jones received the money. "Seen." He confirmed before pulling out the key from his pocket and handed it over to Zed. Zed glanced at the key with a huge grin on his face. He had found himself a workshop, all that's left is to buy the necessary equipment to complete the first quest. "Thank you, Mr. Jones." Zed waved his hand as Mr. Jones retrieved his car key and exited the building. With Mr. Jones gone, Zed took his time to examine the place. The place was quite vast and spacious. It was perfect... Exactly what he needed. "Now, let me go get the equipment with my last thousand dollars." Zed mused as he turned around and began to walk toward the exit door. Zed exited the workshop and swiftly made his way towards the nearby mall. When he arrived at the mall he made his way towards the section where tools and other equipment were sold. Zed bought the necessary tools like screwdriver, Calipers, Micrometer, Rulers and steel Scales, thread locking compound, and so on. He made sure to pick the ones with lower price so it wouldn't exceed the $1,000, and when he was done selecting he took it to the salesman. The salesman calculated his goods and told him the price, and the moment Zed made the transfer, he received a notification from the system. [Congratulations, you have completed your first quest] [Reward: $10,000,000] A few seconds after he received the notification, he felt his phone vibrate, and when he glanced at the screen the credit alert flashed in his eyes. Zed swallowed hard after catching sight of the alert. He swiftly went to his banking app to confirm it and truly the money was there. "It's real. The system, the quest, it's all real." Zed almost screamed at the top of his lungs upon realization, but he composed himself and left the mall with his goods.
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Gunfire
Zed sat motionless, her words echoing in his mind like venomous fangs burrowing deep. He stared at her, his jaw tightening, his expression now an unreadable mask of quiet rage. The grin on her face made his blood boil.His eyes drifted away, subtly surveying the room.Two armed men stood flanking him on either side, each gripping an MP5 submachine gun. Their eyes were cold, their stances rigid—soldiers on alert. Two more guarded Miss Jessica, similarly armed and alert. In the corners of the room, five additional men loitered in strategic positions, hands near their weapons, watching Zed closely.He was completely surrounded.But not unarmed.His gaze returned to Miss Jessica, who was still basking in the illusion of control.“What do you even want with my company?” Zed asked, tone now measured. “After today, I doubt it’ll even function. I was planning to shut it down myself. What good is a dead company to you?”“What I plan to do with the company is none of your business, Zed,” she sn
This wasn't the agreement
The woman approached Zed and placed the documents on the table in front of him, neatly aligning them before setting the pen beside the stack."Those are the documents you need to sign, Zed. Since you're in a hurry, go ahead and sign them so we can get this over with," Miss Jessica bellowed, placing a cigarette between her lips. She took a long, leisurely drag before slowly exhaling a thick cloud of smoke that drifted lazily toward the ceiling.Zed cast a sharp glance in her direction, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched her. Then, with a subtle shift in his posture, he turned his gaze to the documents laid before him. Leaning forward, he picked up the pen and began to examine the papers.His eyes moved methodically across the text, scanning line after line. From the content so far, he understood that once he signed, Miss Jessica would become the new owner of the mall. That was their agreement—he had no issue with that. But as he continued to read, a frown slowly formed on his fa
Meeting Miss Jessica
Zed halted his steps the very moment he stepped out of the car, his eyes narrowing sharply as they locked onto the duo approaching him. Both men stood at a towering six feet tall, with muscles that rivaled professional wrestlers—bulging, firm, and intimidating. Their expressions were stone-cold, carved with menace, and each of them held a firearm as naturally as if it were part of their body. They marched forward like soldiers bred for nothing but bloodshed. When they were just a few paces from Zed, they came to an abrupt halt, boots pressing into the gravel with calculated authority.One of the men glared at Zed for a tense moment before finally speaking."What brings you here?" he asked, his voice deep, gravelly, and laced with quiet threat.Zed cleared his throat, straightening his posture slightly."My name is Zed. I spoke to Miss Jessica not too long ago. She gave me this address and asked me to meet her here," he replied, tone composed but firm.Upon hearing this, the man shift
A thief
Lucas halted his steps as he pulled out his phone and glanced at the screen. A slight furrow formed between his brows when he saw the name flashing across it.It was his boss—Santiago.Lucas stared at the name for a few moments, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out the reason for the unexpected call. The street he stood on was dimly lit and eerily quiet, with only the occasional flicker of a faulty streetlamp above. He glanced around warily to ensure he was alone before answering.“Hello, Boss,” he said in a low, cautious tone once the call connected.“Lucas... it’s been a long while,” Santiago’s deep voice echoed through the speaker.“You know you’re not supposed to be calling me, right?” Lucas muttered, keeping his voice hushed as his eyes darted around the shadows. “What if someone was beside me? You’re going to get me caught.”“I’m just calling to ask if you’ve seen the news recently,” Santiago said, ignoring Lucas’s concern, his tone laced with urgency.“You mean the thin
Spreading like wild fire
"I need your help, Lucas," Zed began, his voice low but urgent. "There's a place I have to be tonight. I don’t trust the person who invited me. It’s dangerous to go alone... and I need you to come with me.""I see," Lucas muttered thoughtfully. "What place, if I may ask? And at this hour of the night?"Zed exhaled deeply, his breath shaky. "It’s a long story, so I’ll skip the unnecessary details and go straight to the point. A woman I apparently offended weeks ago by buying a mall she had her eyes on just kidnapped Kimberly. Turns out, this woman leads a gang—and she’s extremely dangerous. To release Kimberly, she’s demanding that I come over to her territory and sign over the mall to her for free. So yeah... I’m going over there to sign the documents in exchange for Kimberly’s release. She claims she won’t harm me once I sign and that she’ll let me walk away. But honestly... I don’t believe a word she says. That’s why I called you."Lucas fell silent for a few seconds before respondi
I don't trust you
“Oh, please, Zed. Spare me that.” Miss Jessica scoffed after hearing Zed’s words, her voice dripping with disdain. “What are you going to do? You’re just a common engineer, after all. You have no idea what goes on in the underworld—how things work. And yet you dare threaten me?”Zed stood still for a few moments, silent, the weight of her words hanging in the air like a noose tightening around his throat. He exhaled heavily, running a trembling hand through his damp hair before finally speaking in a low, tense voice.“What do you want?”“I want what you stole from me. The mall... I want it back,” she snapped without hesitation.“I’ll sell the mall to you. Just let her go,” Zed bellowed, his voice thick with desperation and fury.“Sell? What do you mean sell it to me?” Miss Jessica asked, her tone suddenly amused, laced with a chilling mischief that made Zed’s skin crawl.“What? Isn’t that what you want?” Zed replied, confusion clouding his expression as his brows furrowed.“I said I w
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