《Grandpa Sweet Fist》Part 13- Power Fruit
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Sometime after the staff had left, Jennifer’s husband arrived at the diner. He had heard about the attempted robbery and came to check on her. Victor was happy to see his concern. He was less happy when Jennifer introduced him, not as his father, but as the man who saved the diner.
Victor didn’t realize he would mind it that much.
Still he accepted Jason’s profound thanks with grace and was glad to see Jason rejecting Jennifer’s suggestion to go home. His son-in-law was uncomfortable with Jennifer walking home at this time of the day and wanted to escort his wife. Jennifer told him it wasn’t necessary as it was just a five minutes walk but Jason was having none of it. The man left a good impression on Victor.
Not wanting to be the third wheel, Victor quickly finish his cup of coffee and left the diner. He could have returned to the ruined building but decided against it. It was late, and the spell formation wasn’t going anywhere. Victor decided to walk back to the motel. The freezing city air was getting colder and colder and Victor realized that being a cultivator has not made him immune to the cold. Victor figured he was now as strong and fast as any normal human could be, but he wasn’t an enhanced human. Maybe that would change as he advanced his cultivation, but right now he was suffering from the cold air.
Luckily a convenience store that was still open and Victor ducked inside. The store sold some clothes and Victor bought a simple white hooded jacket. It wasn’t much but it did help with the cold. Victor then made his way back to the motel. It was well past midnight when he finally got there. Too tired to train, Victor returned the furniture to their rightful place and had a restful sleep.
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The next morning, Victor had a nice breakfast at a local diner before returning to the ruined building. He activated the formation as per normal and entered the sub-space of the spell formation. Reunion was waiting for him…with a new body.
The man who appeared before Victor saw a boorish looking man in his thirties. The man had a weathered face, and a strong and tall body. His right arm was covered with a dragon tattoo, but the man’s light blue eyes contain a mischievous smile, and Victor knew who he was.
“Reunion.”
Victor had expected Reunion to take the form of another body, but he had to admit this one was a bit of a surprise. A young girl, an old man, and now a mature tough man? What’s next? Not wanting to encourage the system, Victor maintained his dead-panned face and was rewarded with a scowl from the system. Reunion quickly recovered though.
“Congratulations to host Victor Volkov for completing the side task. You rescued your descendent and prevented her from coming to any harm. You had earned thirty reward points and a limited spin. Please select a shop.”
Victor looked around and frowned. “There’s only three lights. The cultivation shop hasn’t reopened?”
“Of course not. It hasn’t even been a day since you got a reward from there. What do you want that shop for anyway? You haven’t even learned a faction of the moves available from the Iron Bear Sambo. Don’t be so greedy.”
“I’m a villain. Being greedy is part of the job description.”
Victor countered, but his heart wasn’t really in it. Victor wasn’t stupid enough to say so to the System, but the task last night got him closer to his daughter, and that was a prize that was hard to top. Victor picked one of the three shops that was available.
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The light that represented the superpower shop came towards Victor. Much like the previous two times, the light turned into a shop list before transforming into a wheel. This wheel was much smaller though, and Victor saw that it only had eight sections. As the wheel began spinning, and Victor turned towards the system.
“Why is this wheel so small?”
“This was a side task, not one of your main tasks so the rewards available are much more limited. For this reward, only eight items will be available for the spin.”
He remembered Reunion saying something about this being a limited spin. So this was what she meant. “Can’t I at least decided on what rewards to be placed on the wheel?”
“No, it is all random.”
“How do I know if this is random? You could have done something to the wheel.”
“You just have to take it on good faith. Or you can ignore the wheel and forfeit the reward.”
As if that was going to happen. “Parasite.” Victor grumbled.
“Guilty as charged.” Reunion happily replied.
Victor scoffed in disgust. It’s hard to insult such a shameless … system. He stopped the wheel and it slowed to show the reward he had been given. It was something called a ‘Power Fruit”. The wheel disappeared and the strangest fruit Victor had ever seem appeared in it’s place. It looked like a purple apple with lumps all over it. Victor looked up the purple fruit that was floating in the air and asked.
“What’s a power fruit?”
“In the world called the Grand Sands, people aren’t born with superpowers. Instead they gained them through the eating of supernatural fruits. This is a fruit from that world.”
A fruit that could give people superpowers! Victor couldn’t believe what he was hearing. If the people of his world knew of this dimension called the Grand Sands, there would be a mass migration. Who wouldn’t want superpowers?
“What powers does this fruit give?”
“No idea.” Reunion said. “Before you go on, I really don’t know. There are over twenty thousand power fruits in that world, and even the locals don’t know all of them.”
“Twenty thousand different powers?” Victor almost choked when he heard it. “There’s a world with over twenty thousand different superpowers?”
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The Last 100
The bustling crush of humanity had become common place now, the cacophony of voices and the symphony of a city had become the song and dance of our species. But it was not always such, and return back to our more humble roots we did.The system had come, and it had stripped us bare. Sure it had given us a means to power, but at what cost. We were the last 100 left. Night was falling on the human race, it was a dark night, and it was cold.But go quietly we would not. We would make the world burn with an inferno of our defiance. Rage, rage against that goodnight, and I Jack Casser, have rage a plenty. This is my story, the story of the last 100.Author Note: This story is a LitRPG apocalypse, woah fucking original idea I know but hear me out. If you can look past preconceived ideas driven by a stigma of overdone tropes and done to death plots of achieving world domination and self-righteous characters and give the story a chance I hope it can surprise you.
8 116Shadow's Reach
A youth plays a virtual reality game to escape the stresses of his final year of studies. A young man that explores a new world, and finds surprising secrets lurking around every other corner. Cosmos Gate, the game he plays, is not what it seems. Can he save the world of Cosmos Gate from the impending disasters? A strange beast fights to survive and to protect his clan. Pushed into a position he was not prepared for, and forced to do things he has no confidence he can. Can he save his people? Can he lead them to a brighter tomorrow, free of the evils that are hunting them down? A young assistant helps an old Emperor with his daily tasks, but often finds himself spending all his time simply listening to the fantastical tales the old man loves to tell. But there are undercurrents in the world of which neither are aware. What will happen with the old man's tales, and what does it mean for the young assistant? How far do the shadows reach?
8 188✓✕『He is my Playboy student』✕✓
Хангин их сургуулийн залуухан тачаангуй шинэ багш бол Чанёолын тоглоом. Харин Чанёол бол багшийн хайр. Эцэстээ тэд юунд хүрэх бол??Нас чинь болоогүй бол ухамсараараа уншихгүй байхыг хүсье. Уншсан бол дараа нь элдэв зүйл ярихгүй байгаарай. Би өөрөө насанд хүрчихсэн болохоор ойлгоорой!Төрөл: +18, РомансДүр: Пак Чанёол
8 116Ode to Fallen Angels
Jericho, the land of humanity, squirms in pain. Magic has been forbidden for so long in this so called "Age of Silence", that all Arcane knowledge has been presumed lost and irrecoverable, and the echoes of God's Will grow fainter with every passing year. The sight of Demihuman caravans is less frequent every day, as the likes of orcs and elves have learned to no longer beg for help from those who despise them. Clearly, they can expect more from the voracious wild lands than from humankind. Many have succumbed to despair, some driven mad by their fruitless efforts to bring back a Golden Age that they only ever read about in books. And in the middle of it all, in an old chapel lost in the Eastern lands, young Gabrielle lives in complete ignorance. She is another orphan living under the mercy of the Church of the Saints; one bearing the mark of evil in her red hair, the telltale sign of a Witch. In an Age of the Silent, the Prejudiced, and the Hateful, she clings to a single hope: that one day, be it in life or maybe after it all ends, she may find herself forgiven of her sin. The sin of being born.
8 190A god In Unordinary.
Hello. My name is Arlo, I'm a god/devil and this is my journey. I have no idea what it will be like, or what I may do, whom I may come to meet because I do not possess the power to predict myself, nor do I have a set plan. But anyways, if you feel like you want to join me, then welcome. Let's see where my mind takes me in this Journey of mine. Eternity is an awfully long time you know.
8 145Glam rock for life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
livin' the Glam life!
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