2. Dilerkot

_Mission Completed_

1. Escape from China ✓

Reward: Adrenaline Rush

2. Escape from China after Saving Karan ✓

Reward:  Technopathy

'Status' I thought as a blue transparent Screen appears in front of my face.

    Name -  Dev

            LV -  20

Physique - (Strength, Endurance) - 50 (Locked)

   Stamina - 50 (Locked)

      Charm - Max

Status Points - 67

( SO Each Level gives 1 points in each , and 5 point per lv up

Adult people will have 10

Trained Fighter or Soldier will have 20

And limitations will be 25 (for normal world) )

Skills-

1 . Lust Pheromone - Max

2. Adaptive -Max

3. Cooking - Lv. 6

4. CQC (Close Quarter Combat)- Max

5. Extreme Speed - Max

6. Enhanced Sense - Max

7. Adrenaline Rush

8. Technopathy

( Skills Information will be in auxiliary)

"Eeev..."

"Huh?"

"DEV, what are you staring at?"

I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to him. "Nothing. Just thinking about what's next. What's the plan once we get back to India? To be more specific—Punjab?"

Karan shrugged, his face still pale from the ordeal. "First, I'm heading to Pathankot. Gotta report back at the camp. But honestly, I'm still wondering—who sent you to get me? I remember you were supposed to be on vacation."

I smirked. "Yeah, about that… Let's just say when I heard about your crash, I didn't wait for orders. I came for you the second I got the news."

'can't tell about the system' I thought

Karan looked at me, his eyes softening with gratitude, though his voice remained steady. "You crazy bastard."

I chuckled. "You're welcome."

___Time Skipped(2 Months)___

"Wait abit, I am still Hungry so let grab some snacks."

After purchasing snacks, as I walked back, I heard the commotion before I saw it. The crowd wasn't just gathering; they were backing away, whispering in hushed tones. I pushed through to the front and stopped in my tracks.

AK Thugs surrounded Karan.

Two of them had guns drawn, while three or four others brandished knives, trying to look tough. The rest were armed with nothing but cocky smirks. Karan stood in the middle, calm, collected, and completely unbothered. Behind him, the woman from earlier watched, her face a mix of fear and awe.

One of the gunmen raised his weapon. "You think you're tough? Let's see how tough you're when full of holes."

Before he could even aim, Karan exploded into action. In a flash, he grabbed the nearest thug and swung him around as a human shield. The gunman hesitated for just a second, and that was all Karan needed. He twisted the thug's arm, disarming him, and with a swift kick, sent the gun flying into the air. The thug crumpled to the ground, clutching his dislocated arm in pain.

The second gunman fired, but Karan moved like lightning. He flipped over the first thug's body, narrowly dodging the bullets, and closed the distance in seconds. A brutal chop to the wrist sent the second gun crashing to the pavement. Before the thug could react, Karan delivered a devastating elbow strike to the side of his head, knocking him out cold.

The thugs with knives lunged at him next, slashing wildly. But Karan was already two steps ahead. He sidestepped the first attack and caught the thug's wrist, twisting it with a sharp snap. The knife clattered to the ground as the thug howled in pain. Karan, not wasting a second, spun him around and threw him into the next attacker, sending both of them crashing into the ground.

The others hesitated, but Karan's gaze was enough to make them rethink their decisions.

One thug, holding a knife tightly, rushed forward with a shout. Karan ducked under his wild swing, grabbed his arm, and pulled him into a powerful knee strike to the ribs. The thug collapsed, gasping for breath, and Karan finished him with a spinning back kick that sent him sprawling across the dirt.

The remaining knife-wielders circled Karan, trying to surround him, but he moved like a predator-swift, efficient, and deadly. One came from behind, slashing downward, but Karan caught his arm, twisted it behind his back, and used the thug's own momentum to flip him over his shoulder. The thug hit the ground hard, groaning in agony.

Another came from the front, thrusting his blade straight at Karan's chest. Karan sidestepped and trapped the thug's arm, slamming his forearm into the thug's throat. The guy choked and stumbled backward, dropping the knife, and Karan ended it with a high roundhouse kick that sent him crashing into the ground.

The last two thugs, weaponless but clearly more confident than they should've been, rushed at Karan together. One tried to tackle him, but Karan jumped, delivering a flying knee straight to the thug's jaw. He hit the ground before he even knew what happened. The second thug, seeing his opportunity, swung a punch, but Karan caught his fist mid-air, yanked him forward, and slammed an elbow into his face. The thug collapsed, blood streaming from his nose.

In less than a minute, the ten thugs were either unconscious, writhing in pain, or scrambling to get away. Karan stood tall in the center, barely out of breath, his fists still clenched.

The crowd murmured in awe, The woman behind Karan slowly stepped forward, her eyes wide with admiration. "That was... incr- because of You I got in trouble, if I have pleaded them they would have let me go.

but now, you are coming with me until I get out of Dilerkot," she acted agitated

I finally stepped through the crowd, shaking my head with a smirk. "Damn, Karan. You really had to show off, didn't you?"

Karan turned to me ignoring the women, wiping a bit of dirt off his shirt. "What can I say? They were asking for it."

I looked down at the groaning thugs and shrugged. "Well, I guess that's what happens when you mess with the wrong guy."

I chuckled, glancing at the woman. "And who might you be, miss?" I asked her as I can't let her know I already know her.

She nodded, still a bit agitated . "Thanks to your friend I am in great danger so he has to take me out of Dilerkot."

I looked at the chaos around us and grinned. "Well, I guess you both can be a match A Silent man and a Talkative Woman."

"Hey." Karan and Simran at the same time.

"See, I told you." I said, as I started walking towards the bus to Pathankot with both of them following me.

_After Bus Cross Dilerkot_

I can't believe Simran starting shouting in happiness as she started removing her clothes, I mean outer wear or you can say burkha.

"So Sorry for earlier, but I was really scared that time...

blablabla...

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She really is a talkative woman like a parrot, never ending Thank God Karan is besides her not me.

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To be Continued.

Word count Maybe 1000 or above.