Chapter 6 - I hate this system

A week later.

Time [13:54:23]

At this time, on the second floor in one of the apartments, you could hear the sounds of a knife tapping.

Being in the kitchen, the boy deftly wielded a knife, carefully slicing vegetables. His concentrated gaze was completely focused on his business. At this moment, a serene aura surrounded him, giving him a mysterious charm.

At this moment, the girl sitting in the chair was carefully watching from the side and showed her bright smile. Looking at how Victor tries to please her in food, she found it cute.

Lately, it seemed to her that Victor had changed a lot compared to his past self. His behavior, gaze and even posture became more confident.

Until recently, he did not know how to cook well, but these few days, she found his food delicious, which at some point is even scary that if others recognize his cooking abilities, he may be taken away and she will no longer be able to eat his food.

- "Brother, what will we have for lunch today?" Emilia asked, looking at the boy with sparkling eyes.

Turning his head, Victor showed her a soft smile and pointed to a large pot in which water was boiling and replied:- "I'm going to cook borscht"

- "Wow.. You once told me that this is traditional Russian food, I hope it will be delicious," the girl replied, licking her pink lips.

- "Heh.. Was it that I cooked you something tasteless?" - Victor said in a confident voice while shaking his head.

- "Hmm! A week ago, when you cooked the soup and it was over-salted, and the potatoes that you put in it completely boiled, which is why this soup was so-so... And this is not an isolated case!" - Emilia chuckled.

- "Uh-uh.. Okay.. Your truth.." - agreeing with the girl, the boy turned to the cutting board and confidently said: - "Because now that I have improved my cooking skills, you can be sure that all the food that I will cook for you will be the best."

After a while, a pleasant smell began to waft in the kitchen. As soon as the borscht was ready, Victor quickly set the table and, together with Emily, began to eat.

...

When midnight came, lying in his bed, the boy opened his eyes. Carefully getting out of bed, trying not to wake the girl, he dressed and left the apartment, while heading towards an abandoned factory.

- 'Status!' - when I uttered this word in my mind, a translucent blue screen with my characterization appeared in front of my face.

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1. Name - Victor Romanov (Shelby)

2. Age - 12 years

3. HP - 10/10

4. Strength - 6 / Dexterity - 6 | Intelligence - 14 | Charisma - 13 (Average - 10)

5.Skills - Possession of edged weapons - 8Lvl | Cooking - 4Lvl | Hand-to-hand combat - 9Lvl | Leadership - 7Lvl | Etiquette - 3Lvl |

6.Abilities - The Hand of the Creator ☆ ☆ ☆

7. Tasks - you have 1 active task. (Not completed)

8. Authority Points - 0 (Max 100)

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Looking at my statistics, I didn't see any big changes in my characteristics. In fact, it can be said that I didn't even try to give my best to raise the skill levels. Some of these skills appeared due to tasks, due to the fact that I learned them in a previous life, and some I developed in everyday activities, such as |Cooking|.

For me, this week in this world was a continuous headache, since for some time I seemed to have vague doubts in my head that all this was a big dream. Every time I fell asleep, I hoped that it was all a dream and as soon as I woke up I would find myself in my old world, but...

It was difficult to accept this, but still, now that I have let go of all my burden that was on my heart, I can finally fully concentrate on the thought that I will not return home in any way, so I will do everything in my power so that in this life I do not have to listen to someone's orders from above, while sacrificing my life.

Especially when I got Emilia, talking about this girl, my mood is constantly fluctuating, which makes me a little uneasy.

When I was still in the special forces, it would be problematic for me if something affects my emotions, which greatly affects the results.

Considering my paternal surname, no, I did not put it correctly, considering the surname of the sperm donor, for some reason I feel out of place, as if the surname Shelby will bring me a lot of adventures on the ass, and in this case, I should be completely rid of emotions and act as rationally as possible. Only in this case can I protect myself... And Emily..

- "How much headache.." - I muttered, again focusing my gaze on the translucent window.

- "System, show the active task"

[Ding!]

[You have 1 active task.]

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Push-ups - [0/100]

Squats - [0/100]

Press - [0/100]

Running - [0/10km]

Execution time [23:43:17]

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- "System, when will I be able to do other tasks besides these?" I asked, taking off my outer clothes at the same time.

Since I don't want to come home in wet clothes later, it's easier for me to take them off before starting my assignments. If I didn't do this, I would hardly be able to explain why my clothes are wet after a night out.

[Other tasks are not available to you at the moment.]

[The reason for this is that at the moment, the age and characteristics of the host have not yet reached the necessary criteria.]

[But you may get a chance to get a secret task, which depend on the luck of the host.]

- "It's discrimination to use age as an excuse!" - I said with obvious irritation and continued push-ups.

"Then at least tell me what is the chance that I will be lucky enough to get a secret mission?"

[The chance of getting a secret assignment is 0.5%. But since your personality is special and the chance of getting into some kind of trouble is also high, the chance of getting a secret assignment will be much higher.]

- "Fuck you! Does the system also have a wrong opinion about Russians? We're not psychopaths to get into trouble forever!"

...

After 3 hours, I finally finished completing my quest. My whole body was sweating and my lungs were burning from exhaustion. My body hurt so much that unconsciously I bit my lips several times, which caused a taste of iron to appear in my mouth.

But compared to what happened a week ago, it's still flowers. When the system said about the penalty for not completing the task, I decided to ignore it then, as a result, the punishment was a feeling of hunger.

To say that it was torture is to say nothing. But even shoving into my mouth what came to hand, it did not greatly change my feeling of hunger, as if my stomach had been empty for 3 days.

But even when I did the task for the first time, it took me about 6 hours and somehow I was able to return home. It was unthinkable for a 12-year-old boy who had never played sports. If it was the last me, I don't think I could have done it.

[Ding!]

[For the successful completion of the task, you can learn a skill from your memories.]

Lying on the ground, I began to think, instead of choosing something at random. Now knowing that I'm stuck in this ass, I need to think about this issue as much as possible.

After some time, we weigh the pros and cons, I still decided to stop and said: - "The skill of owning a weapon"

[Congratulations! Skill - Possession of firearms - 6Lvl received.]

Fortunately, the skill level is the same as in my previous life, otherwise I would have gone crazy. Learning again what you already know would be beyond my imagination.