Chapter 1: System Information.

'Stats', I tried to think at that moment. Despite being surprised, I was not foolish enough not to understand the words written in front of me.

As soon as that word came up in my mind, they were followed by the opening of another screen in front of my eyes that interposed itself with the one that was already open before.

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Host: Alexander Nox

Age: 14 years

Current Level: 0

Experience Points: 0/10

Occupation: Traveling Salesman

Money: $120

Mission Points: 0

Attributes:

Good luck: -10 -> 1 (The system has stabilized this statistic from its original value)

Charm: -5 -> 1 (The system has stabilized this statistic from its original value)

Skills:

Crafts Lvl 5 (Auxiliary Skill)

Street Fighting Lvl 2 (Combat Skill)

Memory Lvl 1 (Mental Ability)

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The surprise was drawn on my face at that precise moment:

'What the fuck?' I thought, this can not be possible, 'Now I'm definitely sure that I have not woken up yet and that I'm still in bed with an idiotic face.'

I tried what I always see in movies and books and pinched my arm quite hard, so that there is no doubt left. To be honest, I was not sure if doing that proved something, since I remember having dreams in which I could touch and feel various things (wink, wink). Even so, I must admit that it hurt a lot and even left a red mark on me.

Two things were sure at that moment:

Firstly: Whatever that "system" was, it seemed to be real.

Secondly: I had exaggerated with the pinch.

'I understand the concept of level and experience, because I played several RPGs when I was younger, but... What happens with these poor skills? The abilities are not supposed to be incredible powers that can destroy buildings or get rid of your enemies in one hit?'. I was very confused when I read my statistics window. Things like Force, Intelligence or Agility attributes, which were so basic in games and expressed in numbers the state of body and mind, were missing. In addition, my skills were things like> Memory <or> Crafts <, which were so common and everyday things that it was sad to just see them there.

'Well, I can not complain… According to that voice in my head, the system will help me improve every aspect of my life. Or so I think.' At that time in my life, any help was welcome.

'Is there anything else I need to know?' I asked to the system in my mind.

"The system recommends the host not to remove the ring for extended periods of time".

"We also recommend that you maintain an optimal physical condition, since this will be needed in the Missions will be granted to you from now on."

'I want to see if I have any Missions

to complete at this moment'. I was anxious to know what kind of mission the system would give me to start improving my life.

Missions:

Principal:

The host must sell 5 crafts before the end of the day. (Reward: Exp +5)

Secondary:

The host must enter conversation with a classmate for at least one minute. (Reward: Exp +5)

"This must be a joke!" I exclaimed, covering my face with both hands in disapproval.

"What's the difference between this and what I do everyday!!??" I felt pretty frustrated. 'This system is a scam. What the hell is selling 5 crafts going to do for me?"

"In this way, the host will have access to a greater amount of money." The system responded, responding to my previous rhetorical question directly, which made me gape.

"Are you playing with me!!?? Damn system!"I expressed my frustration in a scream that echoed throughout the nearby area.

I changed my clothes and put on my school uniform. Thanks to a kind lady who allowed me to place my clothes with hers in the laundry machine, and thanks to the changing rooms of the school gymnasium (of which I bathed every day), I did not have to smell bad all the time during school.

I walked the eleven streets that separated me from high school without paying much attention to my surroundings since I was mentally checking every detail of the system. Of all that there was, what most caught my attention was the store.

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Store:

Clothing:

Fashionable Shirt = 1 point (or $100)

Pair of Jeans = 1 point (or $100)

Stockings of wool (x10) = 1 point (or $100)

Fashionable Jacket = 2 points (or $200)

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Skills:

Memory Lvl 2 = 2 points (or $200) (Improvement)

Street fight Lvl 3 = 4 points (or $400) (Improvement)

Craft Lvl 6 = 10 points (or $1.000) (Improvement)

Photographic memory Lvl Unique = 50 points (or $5.000), (Prerequisite Skill - Memory Lvl 10)

Tai Chi Chuan Lvl Unique = 100 points (or $10.000)

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There were many more skills, but the one that interested me most at that time was one of the most expensive. "Photograpic memory"

Beside the Items that cost points, there were others which only cost normal money. It seemed that for those materials or consumables which cost less than 1 Point, they can be exchanged with normal money, as long as the money is deposited within my storage in the system.

'System, how do you get the points?'

"When completing missions of Level 1 or higher, the host will receive a predetermined amount of points for each of them. Additionally, for each increased level, the system will give the Host 10 points." Answered the female voice in my head.

"Oh it seems that these quests aren't as useless as I thought".

'And apparently, each point equals $100. So, for each level, I will have $1000 to spend on what I want.' A smile was drawn on my face and dollar symbols appeared in my eyes.

"Correcting the Host, you can change $ to Points, but you can not change Points to $." Appeared the system after my previous greedy thoughts.

'Damn, yoy won't let me enjoy my fantasies for even a second.' I cursed angrily as I closed all the system screens that were open before my eyes as it was only a few meters from the entrance of the school and, with such a flow of students, I was afraid of colliding with someone if I did not pay attention.

'Okay, time to earn those points.'