The turn of events these past few days was quite like a roller-coaster ride.
A day after Agatha returned with Paul to Alina City, Amanda and Misty also appeared at the airport.
Misty was kidnapped, then rescued.
Unfortunately, for a reason unknown to both all the hosts on Agatha's side, the woman fell into a seemingly indefinite coma.
The morning after that day, Irene learned that Eithan was temporarily sheltering a kid rescued from the desert base of the organization.
As for Agatha, she checked on Misty again, only to find that she was still unconscious.
Lastly, Brienne Middleton, Irene's older sister went to Crypto for a meet up with a higher-up of the mercenary association she had contacts with last time. After the talk which mostly had to do with Irene, the woman ended up toyed in bed by that higher-up called Mr. Gomez, another promiscuity system host.
When the next morning came, Aljur, the one who tumbled in bed with Brienne woke
Time flies without anyone noticing, and just like it was already four days since Misty fell unconscious. Ver woke up after a three hour long sleep and then began looking again for Misty's figure.She was still lying in the bed, unconscious, her breathing that was steady, slow, and almost barely noticeable told him that she was still alive, and perhaps, fighting, no matter what kind of fight she was currently facing."What time is it?" His head felt very fuzzy.He lacked sleep, badly. For more than three days he didn't even dare wink in fear that the woman in the bed would show movement. He was afraid to miss that.In other words, the three hours he had just now was the only sleep he had ever since they returned from C Empire.Not even Eithan could hold a candle to his perseverance since that man at least managed to get an hour or two every day in his week-long stay at Country Y."Sir Drilon. It's 5:17 am in the morning."At the same t
A real but brief trip into the past, again.When the kidnapped woman freed herself from Agatha, she did run. And towards the direction of the man who was only calling for her in his mind.However, no matter how fast she had gotten due to the stat candies that Ver discreetly fed her before, there was still no way for a non-host like her to best a Teleporter like Agatha.Even if adrenaline really empowered her briefly to the realm of deities, it surely wouldn't let her traverse more than twenty meters within a second. Not even if she jumped with all she had.This was not to mention that she not only cross that mentioned distance in the hallway... but also turn to the left and enter the door there to arrive in front of the wounded pretty-faced man just in time to shield him.Even Agatha would not be able to do that. Unless she teleports and makes things simple for her life.So how did she arrive before the Level 5 woman in the room?What
From the current looks of it, Misty was mysteriously sent to the past or another world...Was this really possible?Does it mean the dramas and novels about reincarnation or transmigration she had read before were not talking nonsense?'Dammit.'The woman felt so confused. Yet she could not think of any other explanation apart from this.'Maybe I did die due to that ugly man? I remember being deprived of air for so long. Damnit. If I knew this will happen to me, I would have taken swimming classes or lessons on activities that will help me strengthen my lungs!'It took her a dozen seconds to realize that the idea too was so silly to the ears.Misty closed her eyes and when she opened them again, she sluggishly got up and went to the full-body size bronze mirror on the left side of the room.Blonde hair and black eyes.'Ugh... Definitely not my ideal combination.'She pouted. The figure slightly hazily reflected on the mirror also did the same action.As she peered into her new look i
Two days and the sleeping woman still hadn't woken up.Agatha visited Eithan' house and disregarding the presence of the actress Irene there, she went straight for the kid and introduced herself as his real savior.Agatha wanted to pry some information from the kid ever since she discovered that he was that host 765 whom Eithan asked from her four days ago - a system host from that organization whose role seemed to be more like that of a cash cow. ."Do you know that his father is actually that mercenary?"The kid was a lower-level system user who was not even granted by anybody from the real core of the evil force even the littlest protection from those who might want to hypnotize or mind control him.Agatha did not have difficulty putting the child under her hypnosis. But unfortunately, since he was nothing but a kid, his knowledge of the place was almost next to nothing. Those he knew came from the system. Which Agatha had all acquired already beforehand.Anyway, it was through the
On the flip side, while the sole mid-level female user in the city was on her way to the Silver's mansion, Eithan went out for work after depositing Brennan to the care of Irene's bodyguards.It was after Agatha left.Both Aura and Sarmiento met up with them and while the two Starlight artists went to the filming location for their new drama, the bodyguards and the kids followed, loitering around the place to wait for Eithan to finish his work.The man was quite strange among system users.Given the system and its perks, it should be no problem for him to take over a company or any influential group and lord over it. That way his life would be easier and he would not have to do the menial tasks by himself.This was the path Agatha had taken. With people under her command, all those matters that could be done by humans would not trouble her or make her consume points.In a sense, Eithan was one of her people. If there were things that no norm
Thirty minutes after...Eithan arrived at the destination, thanking the heavens that the one he asked to come was already there, waiting.Two other people were at the place, that man who refused to leave Misty's side, and the bodyguard. The former should be that another system user he heard from Ivy.Since the matter was urgent and it seemed that the woman trusted them somehow, he disregarded the discomfort from being glared at by another male and immediately told her everything that he learned from his AI.When it got to the point where she asked how he knew about the connection, with a complicated expression, he reminded her,"She's the one mentioned in my qualifying mission. So about my non-host supporter, it's actually her..."A furious howl suddenly came from his right."LIAR!!!!""... Huh?"What the half-host never expected to happen in his visit to Agatha's townhouse was to fly across the room after being ambushed
But as a stubborn lovestruck fool, he chose to disentangle himself with Eithan by teleporting a meter away.Ver kept sending stares that wished for Eithan' death though, jealousy and resentment bubbling within, clouding his reasoning.Agatha ignored the guy she was barely acquainted with and faced Eithan,"I asked my system. It's a ridiculous theory, but if my guess is correct, the person that died contracted the system right after he or she passed away. The AI had attached itself to the person maybe when he or she still had a breath left, but his hesitation killed him, and when he agreed to get bound, or when he completed the qualifying mission, it was too late. His physical body had already died."The half-host broke away from his glaring contest with Ver.He replied,"How the ghost died and encountered the system is irrelevant. No matter how stupid it sounds, the ghost is already a half-host. For sure, it's looking for a vessel so it can
Misty felt like she had transmigrated into a fast-paced world. Time flew by, and nights and days rotated in a constant and continuous cycle.In such a never-ending and fast-paced cycle, coincidences and chance meetings always happen. Of course, it was the same with rendezvouses made on purpose.It had been six months ever since she met that guy who shared the same face, body, height, and everything physical with that fellow from her original timeline.After the first meeting, several more followed.It had only been a little more than half a year since she became Claudine Sigfreid but each every other day that passed seemed to be filled with memories of that pretty-faced dog, er, Earl.She would be very hypocritical if she were to say that she didn't enjoy those days.She was happy. The sweet and amusing moments with her new family and that person allowed her easily acclimate in this world.Yet she would be deceiving herself too if she