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God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

Keith, a regular office worker from Earth, suddenly transmigrates to the world of the novel he had been reading for the past decade. The new world, which was also called Earth, was slightly different. People with various powers existed who were called awakeners, making this world comparatively dangerous and also mysterious. While he was thrown into the novel's world, he was also given a mystical ability to grant systems to other people. Armed with his special ability, he slowly climbs up the power ladder by taking "taxes" from the people he would give systems to. The only question that remained, was what would a realistic normal man, when faced with a similar minded protagonist, do when their goals opposed each other.

Potaatoo · Fantaisie
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139 Chs

Restricted Weapon

Keith was someone who had read the novel, and since he had read about a lot of extremely broken awakened abilities, he had never really given much importance to his danger sense other than treat it like a sign that'll help him survive. 

"If that's the case, then I'll do my best to fulfill my role in the team, sir." Keith said respectfully before adding, "As for the bonuses... I'm fine with dividing it equally."

In reality, he didn't really wish to let go of his extra bonuses, but if he wished to maintain a good relationship with his colleagues, this could potentially be the best way to earn their goodwill. The more they liked him, the better they would treat him. 

And as he had expected, the expressions on their faces changed while the girl called Amelia jumped up from the couch excitedly. 

"I like this new guy hehehe." she said as she looked at the others and grinned. 

Keith looked at her and smiled. 

She had a lot of similarities to the Kazak Empire's natives; the signature black hair tied up in a neat pony tail. Her hair was smooth and straight and she had dark brown eyes.

Amelia could be considered tall for a lady as she stood at around 5 foot 7 inches just like Keith's brother in law, Adam. Just from one look, Keith could tell that she had a well toned body. 

Her figure could be considered perfect when it came to Kazak Empire's beauty standards as men preferred flat chested and flat assed women for some reason. 

Keith on the other hand, had different tastes. To him, the lady beside Amelia was more to his preferences when it came to women. 

Since Clara was still sitting, he couldn't make out her height, but the rest wasn't a problem. Just like Amelia, she had Black hair, but instead of being straight, her hair was wavy and it also had a silky lustre. 

Dark brown eyes, like the others but the way she dressed gave her a mature aura.

Amelia wore a regular full sleeved white shirt and formal black pants. The uniform of the department included a suit, but a single glance was enough to tell that she wasn't wearing one. 

Clara on the other hand, wore the suit and this alone made a huge difference. She didn't exactly fit the beauty standards of this empire, but she certainly caught Keith's eye. 

He looked away as he didn't want to cause misunderstandings, but his mind was occupied. 

'Romance isn't an option, at least not now. I'll focus on improving my powers using my system administrator ability, but for how, I'll go with the flow.' 

He turned to look at Brandon before speaking, "Sir Brandon, I was told that I'll receive two sets of uniforms tailored specifically for me."

"Oh that." Brandon said as he eyed him before nodding, "Sure, but not tailored."

After saying that, he bent down to his left and pulled up a package wrapped in paper, "Here, based on your measurements, we got two standard sets for you. They'll be loose for now, but I'm hoping that you'll fit into them in the near future."

"As for your weekly salary, you can get it from the owner of the inn. She's actually a nun of our church and is in charge of our finances. So, if you need anything that isn't related to a client's request, then she's the person to go to."

Keith nodded as he took a step forward to take the package and then walked out so the could receive his joining fee. 

Giving money to newcomers was a rule imposed by the empire and the churches also followed them. On the other hand, the ones who got the job would have no other choice but to work for a minimum of six months or pay three times the joining amount as a fine if they wish to leave early.

This way, the poor people would be able to afford things that are required for the job, like new clothes. Corrupt places that made use of this rule to exploit newcomers would be weeded out by the empire. 

As Keith opened the door, he heard a voice from behind him, "Use that money to buy yourself a weapon. You already received your uniform, so there's no need for more clothes."

"Understood."

Saying that, he closed the door behind him and walked to the inn's counter, only to see the woman give him a warm smile. 

"Congratulations on the job. Here's the joining bonus." she said as she took out one silvery grey note from the pocket that was on her apron and placed it on the counter. 

Keith glanced at the 10 Zen note and paused as he stared at it for a few seconds. While he had read about one person having thousands of Gold Chron notes, he personally had never been able to save up more than 5 zen in his entire life. 

'And now, I'm getting 10 Zen just like that... I wonder how much I would have gotten if I joined the Money Church.' he thought as he silently took the money and thanked the woman before leaving. 

His next destination wasn't too far away, so after walking for a while, he stopped in front of a shop that said, "General Bett's Weapon Store" and headed inside. 

The area was small. There was one counter in front of him like many other shops that he had visited, but there weren't too many weapons on display.

On the wall, from the left to right, was a knife, a pair of knuckles, a short sword, a rapier, a small metal shield and lastly, a regular long sword. 

He took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and placed it on the counter before showing the ring to the old man in front of him. 

"I'm from the Church of Goddess of Protection and I wish to buy a restricted weapon on a loan. I'll give you my Awakener Registration certificate as a collateral."