"Hey..."Five minutes after performing the art, Ver glared at her."Why is she still not waking up?"In front of them, Misty remained the same. Her breaths were stable but her complexion was deathly pale. Her eyelashes never fluttered once. She was just lying there, unmoving and asleep. Ver looked heartbroken seeing no change in his girl's condition. He began roaring at Agatha and even though her lips were trembling in anger and her breathing became ragged, Agatha didn't talk back.She only pursed her red lips and threw a complicated gaze at Paul who appeared deeply contemplating the situation. In reality, she was very curious why the man did not stop her from purchasing the skill and even advised her to do this. They both knew the peculiar half-host had left Misty. "... There's no more evil spirit in her," she said to Ver after the long period of silence. The man who had now looked like a mad dog furiously barked, "If there isn't, how come she's still not opening her eyes? Are you
"President we have already sent our apologies to the production team of the one Deborah Skyes is supposed to star in. However, they are demanding some compensation and a replacement for the actress from our side. Who should we send?"Agatha didn't ask for opinions and directly dropped a name, "That Lina then. She's a top actress and she's free. Give the role to her.""President. But the drama is not that promising. There is another one Lina is eyeing."The woman laughed and stared at the person who just argued with her. The latter unconsciously shut up. His companion from under the same team leader cleared his throat and said, "Ahem. Mr. Liu must not be meaning to phrase it negatively. But, no worries, President. Leave it to us. We'll explain to Lina and then speak with the TV station to give their drama a better spot.""Hmm. Good." She nodded then went back to flipping and stamping documents. "How about Ivy's projects... We have canceled hers as you requested. But..."He didn't know
"Eithan Meyer. You seem to be forgetting something too."Agatha had already finished the important ones needing her stamp and approval. With a mirthless smile, she pushed away the stacks of papers to the side then continued speaking, "Even if you wash your hands clean off, in the end, those I can't easily deal with would have means to identify you as somebody related to me. Your memory seems weak these days, no? The enemies of people like us are the same as us, probably more brutal and insane."The man indifferently replied, "A pity then, I would have to jump ship.""Don't make me threaten you with my fiance." She snorted.While she said this, actually the threat was already declared, rendering Eithan' cold face turning colder. Her bad mood had already made the airconditioning of the room reached a freezing point, now the secretaries at the nearby glass room, who could feel the change in temperature beyond the glass wall were shivering. Agatha noticed this and leaned her back. With
While Agatha and the others were passing a busy day, Paul temporarily dumped off the majority of his works in Ever Victorious and McArthney Empire to Dylan and then set off to give his uncle and Fred some troubles. While the former did not make things difficult for him and allowed him to throw a few punches in his aged face and troll him big time, the latter was different.Fred was located somewhere in a layer, actually. It was just that the abandoned convalescence was made to stay on Earth's surface. Only people with connections to the system could see the place but even that was up to the owner's whims. And that person was not Fred. It was the so-called Director, somebody of mysterious origin and power who could make even that crazy failure of a scientist behaved in a proper way.Before, Paul threatened Sandro of making him a human bomb he would throw at the mental hospital, but he was merely bluffing back then. He didn't even have the means to make that place appear. How would he d
The owner of the chateau had officially started to target Agatha. And nope. He was not the one who caused Amanda Moore to disappear. His obsession was only towards Agatha and he was strong enough to not use petty tricks when dealing with people. A level 6 was not someone who would make him use dirty tactics.'It's funny that one of her protectors wanted the fake sister my muse greatly cares about out of her life.' The man chuckled.This was actually his guess, which he deduced from the clues he had gathered so far. There was no way Paul McArthney had contacts with other hosts. The old guy earlier was a disguised host, but since he could inquire about this person, it meant he was not the other protector. Based on his investigation, there were no other foreign invaders yet, probably intimidated by the fact that a god was in this country.Given this information, it was easy to guess that the one who had tossed the poor girl and changed her memories was somebody working under that other p
"Fred…" A voice called out within the abandoned convalescence, the realm in the highest Layer within Alina City. "Do you know?"An aged man was looking into the distance with a nostalgic expression on his face.On his left side, the crazy scientist who had long vowed to revive his wife was standing next to him by the window, albeit located a step back and in a rare respectful stance. He was also staring outside, at the day sky that was bleeding into nightfall, and he didn't answer when his name was called. "I've long been wondering one thing to myself…" A soft sigh rang from the old director, followed by a statement that had hints of sorrow and self-mockery. "Life is really full of irony and lies…. People believe in gods, revering them as embodiments of sacredness and hope…Yet they didn't know that to become a god, one had to embark on a path that is not only full of thorns, but coated with blood, betrayal, sadness, immorality, depravity, and sins… Still, for these common people, go
'Where am I?'The moment Agatha opened her eyes and saw that she was in an unfamiliar place, her heart dropped, and she began to look around frantically. It was a second later that she realized her tied were tied, her mouth was gagged, her bare feet were also chained. Her state made her realize she was in a very confusing and bad situation.Dark ceilings, cold floor, sounds of rats, cries of females… As these details made way into her brain, memories also started to pour into her mind, allowing her to remember that she was attacked near the elevator where her sister vanished.After that was a blinding flash and light that engulfed her… and teleported her somewhere she didn't know?'System!' The girl temporarily ignored the fact that she was in a cell housing several chained and bound girls like her, all with good looks and slim bodies that could have been a clue to what was happening. All that was in her mind was to confirm whether the damn being in her head could still be accessed. A
Hours after… three miles away from the slave traders' camp…A city guard ran panically ran towards a mansion near the city center and entered through a side door. Fearful and with large beads of sweat running down his face, he stuttered towards the person in that backyard."G-great Sir! This is bad! W-wiped out! Merchant Guo's whole camp is wiped out!"The majestic brocade-robed middle-aged fishing on the pond stood up in shock and exclaimed, "What!?"The concept that the world was never as it seemed began since ancient times.The vanished islands…Lost continents…Mystical realms...Other dimensions…In his memories, Paul had once heard from a sane and scholarly immoral host that the world was suspected to be made of several layers. The first one was the surface world where normal humans reside. It was where everyone was truly born… And where immoral hosts could only come from. According to records, there had never been immoral hosts that were not originally born in the surface world