Looting From The Looters

J Cole had his sight refocused and with the transmission of manuals now at 100%, he had a better understanding of the system's intricacies. It was as if he could navigate its functions with newfound clarity.

The concept of seed coins had piqued his curiosity. These tokens could unlock more sections in the pocket space, granting access to untold possibilities. Empowered by his sage knowledge and the remarkable biological enhancements, he felt a surge of confidence that was nearly intoxicating. He believed he could drive with his eyes closed if he wished, though he refrained from such reckless experiments for now.

His first destination was the fraternities monarch's old house, his cherished sanctuary, his safe crib. With the engine purring, J Cole set his car in motion and cruised through the bustling lanes of the Coal City highway. The world outside blurred into a whirlwind of colors and sounds, but he remained in absolute control.

Upon reaching the gate of the fraternities monarch's house, he parked and strolled in. However, what he found inside left him utterly stunned. The once grand entrance, the door, had been broken, as if ravaged by a storm. The furniture, once tastefully arranged, now lay in disarray, as if some malevolent force had swept through the place.

J Cole's footsteps carried him into the bedroom, and the sight that met his eyes was a disheartening one. Nothing remained intact; the room was a chaotic tableau of shattered possessions and broken memories. His emotions shifted from shock to sadness as he realized the magnitude of the destruction. It seemed that the house he had once considered a sanctuary had fallen victim to the relentless passage of time, and he couldn't help but wonder what had transpired in his absence.

J Cole stood in the midst of the shattered sanctuary he had once relied upon, a bitter irony hanging heavy in the air. So much for it being a safe house; it had, in essence, been rendered obsolete. Memories from his primary school days resurfaced, a time when he had run frantically for his life, relentlessly pursued by a rival cult group. The "safe house" had been his refuge for months, a place where he had found solace and respite. Now, it seemed like child's play for his enemies to locate him here, and the harsh reality weighed heavily on his shoulders.

"I can't stay here," J Cole mumbled to himself, his words laced with a sense of resignation. He knew that he had to find a more secure location.

With purposeful strides, he made his way to the backyard, where he had hidden a box containing his card. Digging it out from its concealment, he returned to his car, determined to retrieve what was valuable to him.

As he settled into the driver's seat, J Cole couldn't help but reflect on Miss Rose's proposal. "I suppose I'll have to accept her proposal," he thought, his chuckle bearing a trace of bitterness. The reality of his situation had dawned on him, and though it was not a choice he had willingly made, he was gradually accepting the path laid before him. His emotions were a turbulent mix of frustration, determination, and the acknowledgment that his life had taken an unexpected turn, leading him down a path he had never anticipated.

He started his car, reversed, stirred to the right, and was about to accelerate when…

{Treasure Alert!!}

J Cole was stunned, what?

J Cole was stunned at first, then excited! without much adieu, he floored the accelerator.

A while later he guided his Range Rover Sport into the driveway leading to a brightly lit villa, with a huge gate.

Okay! Cypher what next? J Cole asked.

What? J Cole said with a confused look.

What do you mean by digout? That villa is obviously crawling with security guards and CCTV scans. How am I supposed to do that?

[A divine-grade grave hunter can be manufactured]

Oh! J Cole exclaimed in surprise and nodded in approval.

Due to the soul connection, J Cole didn't necessarily need to be vocal about his approval.. he was already excited to see the outcome but the next minute he was shocked senseless.

3 freaking million seed coins...

For a second time, J Cole felt despair. 

For a machine that looked like a dark scorpion with different types and designs of tools attached. Must be grave hunting tools J Cole mumbled, why is it so expensive?

But Unfortunately, no answer came to explain the high cost. Nevertheless, J. Cole had recently acquired sage knowledge, and he knew how to activate the device. "ACTIVATE," he commanded, and the Divine grave hunter vanished from the pocket space, ready to fulfill its enigmatic purpose.

.....

5 sec later.

{Treasure acquired}

J Cole didn't even wait for a second to check on the treasure; he immediately floored his accelerator and disappeared from the scene. But what he failed to see or was lucky not to have seen was that 5 minutes later, the entire firm wall crumbled to the ground and some other areas in the villa sunk, from the ground level it would look as if a sizable piece of land in that property was taken away. 

J Cole returned to his "Safe House" and parked, the echoes of his recent adventure still reverberating in his mind. "What an adventure!" he mused, the exhilaration of the unexpected treasure hunt still coursing through his veins. He took a moment to inhale deeply, feeling his racing heart slowly normalize. It was time to unveil the treasure.

As he connected to the pocket space, he couldn't help but fantasize about what lay within. His imagination ran wild, envisioning ancient recipes or exquisite antiques that could fetch him millions. The possibilities seemed boundless, and he brimmed with anticipation.

However, reality hit him like a tidal wave. As he examined the treasure, J Cole was left stunned, rooted to the seat of his Range Rover Sport. He could hardly believe his eyes. "Merciful Lord! Who am I that you are so mindful of me?" he murmured, his astonishment pushing his lips to their limits in a stretched smile.