Chapter 18 - Smell

First Blood Mission Completed!

Objective: Kill a Man

Reward: 150 Evil Points

Time seemed to stand still.

The sound of the gunshot was buzzing in Jack's ears.

The sight of his head thrown back was reflected from his eyes.

But what about himself? How did he feel? Maybe nausea? No. Fear? Maybe a little.

He felt a frantic beating of his heart, the adrenaline that tied his muscles, and relief because he was not dead.

Jack quickly looked around, walked over to the corpse, lifted his money with a trembling hand, and walked home with a quick step.

O'Dim watched him with interest and did not start the conversation first, although they both understood that the conversation could not be avoided.

- "I killed ..." - Jack said dryly.

- "Yes." - the mister nodded the mirror - "And what is it ... to kill for the first time?"

- "Honestly?" - Jack shook his head - "It was more difficult for a chicken to chop off its head in the village in the summer than this."

O'Dim grinned with a twinkle in his eyes - "Even so?"

- "Yes." - Jack nodded. "The chicken was innocent. She did not threaten my life, did not rob me, and certainly did not attempt to kill me. I chopped off the head of the poor hens only because I wanted to eat, but here ... "

Gunther asked with interest - "Is that so? Do you feel nothing that you killed a person, even a bad one? Anyway, do you compare a person with a chicken? "

Jack chuckled nervously. "Feel ... Feel anger, anger, and confusion. If this fool had not tried to kill me if he had not tried to take away the money that was set aside for the children in the orphanage, then he would have been alive, and I would not have experienced so many negative feelings ... I did everything to leave him his life, but what can I do if the person himself does not want to leave in peace? I'm not going to die like that stupid, just because some idiot didn't have enough for a dose. It's not my fault, for sure. "

O'Dim was secretly a little shocked. He didn't think Jack would get over it so easily.

- "And you know Gunther, you were right ..."

- "What? What are you talking about?" - the glass man raised an eyebrow

"If after death a person has a future, then death and murder itself are not so terrible. If a person goes to hell for his deeds, then I'm hardly guilty. This is not an attempt to excuse me, I understand that I have done a terrible thing and I am sure I will do it more than once, but ... But if someone tries to kill me again, I will pull the trigger more decisively. "

Limit Reached!

Will [10 → 11]

- "You surprise me again, Jack ..." - Gunter smirked

- "Believe me, I didn't mean it." - Jack answered thoughtfully - "I would be glad to continue wearing rose-colored glasses and believe that I will not have to do terrible things, but only good ones, but I cannot escape the truth ... I am not just a traveler around the worlds with a system ... I am a traveler with a System of Evil. "

"I'm glad you finally fully realized that." - nodded O'Dim

Meanwhile, Jack was already approaching the Ishtar.

Hiro stood on his face and waited for his friend to return to run with him.

- Jack! - Hiro raised his hand running up

- Sorry Hiro, it was a hard day, we won't run today. - Jack answered with a forced smile.

- Yes, you look tired. - With acute serious face the guy said, and then smiled sunnily - You need more rest, boss. Go sleep.

"I'll take your advice. - more sincerely, Jack smiled and stomped into the brothel

...

With a satisfied sigh of relief, Jack sank into his large leather chair and laid the pistol on the table in front of him.

For several minutes he sat in a chair with his eyes closed, until he said quietly - Status.

System of Evil

Characteristics:

Strength - [8]

160 ↑

Agility - [10]

200 ↑

Vitality - [6]

120 ↑

Perception - [15]

↑ 300

Reason - [12]

↑ 240

Will - [11]

220 ↑

Libido - [1]

20 ↑

Evil Points - [200]

Tasks:

"Taming the Two-handed"

Purpose: Rebecca Lee must love the user

Reward: Modifier - Eyes of Belial [Lv - 1]

Modifiers:

Resolute Mind - [Lvl - MAX]

Devil's Body - [Lvl - MAX]

Polyglot - [Lv - 1] [500 ↑]

Body Control - [Lv - 1] [1000 ↑]

- "Two hundred?" - Jack was surprised

- "Yeah. The reward for the task is one hundred and fifty, and the very murder of a person gave you fifty points. " - threw up his hands O'Dim

"This is ... not bad ... sorry for that I had to beat a fucking junkie." Jack shook his head sadly, then focused and improved his Vitality and doubled Libido.

A wave of heat spread through the body.

Already familiar changes began to appear again.

The most notable changes concerned Jack's appearance and some minor internal ailments.

The hair on his head, eyelashes, eyebrows became thicker and acquired some shine. The nails became stronger. The skin was cleansed, taking on a final healthy appearance, free of spots, pimples, and moles.

The hair that was below the neck became even thinner and thinner, almost invisible.

The smell of his body and the fluids that this body exuded changed. For example, Jack's sweat is now cleaner and more enticing. In addition, there are more pheromones in it.

The Devil's body worked hard.

The part of the cheekbones that already had the right angles became even more perfect, giving Jack the face of a plump, sweet and innocent devil.

If he had problems with his teeth, then they also went away. The bite is perfect, the tongue is red and clear.

The blood vessels were cleared, became wider, and more flexible, especially about the vessels of the reproductive system.

Jack's hormones finally returned to normal, and testosterone, dopamine, and serotonin were slightly above the upper limit of the norm.

- "It's magical as always." - Jack stretched, enjoying the feeling of recovered muscles - "You can practice ... At the same time, I will distract myself from what happened."

Having changed into sportswear, he asked - "By the way ... I have increased the Libido at once by two units, but somehow I do not feel any changes."

- "Even though you have increased this line by two units at once, but it is still too small for you to be straight instantly, just like that, to feel the changes ... Wait for a little, and you will feel the changes." - strangely smiling, said the glass man

- "Okay." - Jack shrugged his shoulders, feeling uncomfortable from the smile of Gunther - "Let's get started. Count it. "

- "Ok ... one, two, three ..."

...

An hour later, Jack finished his workout and went to the shower.

When he left the shower at the door of the office, they knocked.

Following the door opened, the visitor did not intend to wait for the owner of the office and immediately entered.

Naturally, only one person in the brothel dared to do this.

"Beatrice, would you kindly wait for me to answer before entering. - Jack said calmly, resting his elbows on the table

The girl rolled her eyes in annoyance. She was enraged that someone would dare to scold her like a child and tell her what to do. - I'm with the money.

- Good. - Jack nodded looking at Beatrice - "What a shame that such a beautiful body went to such a ... difficult girl. These thighs, big elastic breasts in a corset, like a wrapper. Stockings with garters, a short tight leather skirt that emphasizes the juicy ass ... Perhaps, the appearance of this woman is almost perfect, as far as I can judge for now. "

Gunther grinned at Jack's thoughts. "I don't think you were describing beauty right now."

- "Really?" - the guy was surprised, catching himself thinking that he did especially before, and did not pay much attention to the elastic merits of Beatrice

- "Yes, what you just described fits more under' 'sexy' 'rather than' beautiful ''. "

Jack froze for a moment, then looked around Beatrice again and mentally said, "So this is ... fleshly desire?"

- "Not really. You only have three A's in libido, so this is just the beginning. "

Jack chuckled mentally - "God, now I understand how Beatrice easily manipulates men ..."

Gunther replied with a grin

Meanwhile, Beatrice could not understand why she liked the smell in this office - "What is this? .. so strange, it doesn't seem to smell, but it seems, yes ... So ... interesting." - Collecting her thoughts, she went to Jack's table - Do you use scented candles?

- What? - Jack was slightly embarrassed

"Well… here… it smells strange. She said, using the word '' strange '' instead of '' interesting ''

- Ah ... - he slightly shook his head and smiled awkwardly - Well, I just trained ... so it probably smelled like ... me. I'm sorry.

- "Is that his smell?" - the girl thought in surprise, and then sniffed again - "Yes, most likely he is telling the truth. This smell is a little stronger next to him ... "

Pulling herself together, Beatrice pulled out an envelope that was between her breasts and threw it on the table - Here's the money for today.

The envelope landed on the edge of the table and fell right in front of her, but she turned around calmly and walked towards the exit

- Stop. - Jack's calm voice rang out.

Beatrice froze, then turned.

Jack calmly and even somehow lazily looked at her - Pick up the envelope and give it to me normally.

Beatrice twitched an eyebrow. "You're kidding. - said the girl with irritation

- Not at all. - the guy tilted his head slightly to the side - Come, pick up the envelope and give it to me in my hands.

Breathing out a menacing breath, Beatrice frowned and stomped over to the table.

Then she bent down, showing all her dignity as much as possible, and put the envelope right in front of Jack - Satisfied?

- Quite. - he nodded and smiled with the corner of his lips a little mockingly and rather, which wildly infuriated the girl

- I will go?

- Yeah. He nodded.

Beatrice quickly turned around and loudly clattering her heels on the floor, left.

All this time, Jack was staring at her wagging ass - "I am already slowly beginning to regret that I invested in this line."

O'Dim threw up his hands and grinned.

...One week later...

There was a knock on the office door. Jack froze, put down the handle, and got up and walked to the door.

- Yes? - he asked, opening the door

Margaret stood on the threshold

- Boss, they want to see you.

He sighed - have you done something again, and the client demands money back?

- No. This woman just came, ordered a drink, and a few minutes later said that she wanted to see the manager.

Jack raised an eyebrow in surprise. Women rarely come here, yet they didn't have a burner in their assortment - She introduced herself?

- Yes. She named herself Revie.