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You've defeated a human. ​​

First rank B human defeated :

EXP : +350

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Arnold had his gaze fixed on Chris' unconscious body. He was thinking about what he should do next, earlier he had planned on just breaking few of his bones and let him leave happily but in a moment of heat he had rendered him unconscious.

In the back of his head he knew what he did way petty, but he didn't cared about it. In his eyes it was Chris' fault because he had poked his nose in a matter that didn't concern him. But As much as Arnold wanted to, he knew he couldn't just leave Chris lying in the middle of a road. Who knows what would happen to Chris if Arnold left him like that.

"Damn it!" Arnold was annoyed with the outcome of the fight, "He must have a guild communicator on him, I'd use that."

Arnold started checking Chris' pockets one after another and found the communicator in one of his jeans' pockets. He tried accessing the communicator but it was password protected.

"Let's see... he doesn't have much intelligence so the password could be... one-two-three-four." Arnold pressed the numbers present on the digital keypad.

BEEP-BOOP

"You kidding me?" He looked at Chris, "What are you? A boomer?"

He shook his head and activated the emergency signal. This signal was used to contact the guild in case of emergency and to request back up if something unfortunate happened. Back when Arnold was fighting against Bob, he had used it to send such a signal to the guild many times but no one came to his aid. This was also one of the reasons why he suspected that the guild had something to do with the attack on him and Nicole.

"My job is done. The guild would turn up and do whatever they'd like to do." Arnold got up and left the area as soon as he could.

*****

THE NEXT MORNING. IN A HOSPITAL.

"Do you have any idea who attacked you?" A Police officer asked Chris, who was bedridden.

"No officer." Chris' head was bandaged, his left shoulder was dislocated and the kneecap of his right leg had been shattered. All in all, if it wasn't for the morphine, he'd be in a lot of pain right now.

"Do you remember any special characteristic of the assailant? Like anything that would help us in the investigation?"

"He was wearing a black overcoat and a black mask. He was wielding two guns simultaneously so as far as I can guess, he must be a gunslinger. The thing is right before the assault began, some kind of a mist surrounded me and I couldn't see what was going on that well."

"Could it be someone from 'The Black Family'?" Lance said. EL and Alice were present in the hospital room as well as they were the ones who went to help Chris out when the emergency signal went off.

"And why would they do that?" The officer sarcastically asked, as far as he knew, the Black Family wouldn't attack a nobody like Chris unless he was hiding something.

"Last night we kind of had an argument with them in the Malibu Club." EL answered.

"If that's the case then I don't think it's has anything to do with them."

"How can... you be so sure?" Chris spoke up.

"Two reasons. First the Black Family wouldn't do something so petty for an absurd reason and second, if they did and that's a big if, we'd be having this conversation at the morgue not in this well furnished room."

"You mean..." Alice mumbled.

"What I'm trying to say is - Don't ever mess with The Black Family." The officer was dead serious, "If you'd like, I'll inform them about what happened and give them the details of the assailant, but I'll recommend that you don't. Their ego is bigger than the sun itself, who knows what they'd do after that."

Chris gulped down his saliva. He now understood why no one dared to mess with the 12 families. They are way too scary and influential.

"I-I d-don't think I'll be filling a r-report against t-them." Chris stuttered.

"Good choice." The officer nodded and got up from his seat, "But here's my card. If you change your mind feel free to contact me."

"Will do." Alice took the card from him.

*****

MEANWHILE AT THE BLACK ESTATE...

Arnold took off his sweat-drenched shirt and looked down at his well-toned muscles. Following which, he changed into a set of clean clothes that had been delivered to him by one of the butlers. He then checked his account balance which showed that he had around twenty thousand dollars under his name.

"You call this 'some' dollars?" Arnold's mouth twitched as he recalled what Nathan had told him last night. He was still wondering what to do with this much money when a notification popped open in his interface.

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Daily quest completed.

• GETTING STRONGER (1)

• GETTING STRONGER (2)

Have been finished.

[QUEST REWARD] :

You've gained 2000 EXP.

You've leveled up!

Current level : 45

You've unlocked the title :

[Extraordinary figure]

Bonus effects :

+ 10% Strength (STR)

+ 10% Agility (AGI)

+ 10% Stamina (STA)

+10% HP

+20% Recovery Rate

Please rank up to unlock new series of

Your level progress have been locked. Please proceed to finish the quest to unlock your level progress.

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"THE HELL YOU MEAN MY PROGRESS HAVE BEEN LOCKED!!!" Arnold was confused and shocked at the same time, "AND WHAT IS THIS RANK ADVANCEMENT QUEST?"

Another notification popped up on the interface as if the system was waiting for him to ask the question.

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[RANK ADVANCEMENT QUEST] :

• VERSATILE :

[ INTRODUCTION ] : To be the strongest you need to have various cards up you sleeves.

[ TASK ] : Obtain three subclass.

[ PROGRESS ] : 1/3 subclass obtained

• EXPERT PROFICIENCY :

[ INTRODUCTION ] : Just obtaining those subclasses won't do you much good. Learn to use them.

[ TASK ] : Level up three subclasses five times each. Meaning a total of 15 level ups

[ PROGRESS ] : 0/15 level ups

• CREATIONIST :

[ INTRODUCTION ] : A good creationist is equivalent to an army! It's a shame that someone had to spell it out for you.

[ TASK ] : Make and forge 5 blueprints and use them in actual combat.

[ PROGRESS ] : 1/5 blueprints forged

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"What is this? An Amazon wishlist?" Arnold said, massaging his temple, "I was barely able to make one blueprint and this idiotic system wants me to make 4 more blueprints! I better check the tab at least I'd be able to get the subclasses from there."