[AjummaLovesBL donated 1000 coins.]
AjummaLovesBL: Kidnap him. Give me Stockholm!! After loosing my Mike... this is my only hope... if not, I’ll cry.
Amon’s lips twitched as the notification appeared in front of him. He had set up his settings in a way such that donations higher than 100 coins would directly appear in front of him instead of the useless chat pile in the back.
They were like special messages.
’I thought I’d just kill this donkey and run away but... hmm, maybe kidnapping him would work better.’ Amon mused as he continued to pull his silk taught against Yulan’s skin, slowly drawing blood.
"A tank doesn’t die so easily right?" he asked as he looked at the bike, "Let’s go somewhere. You’ll be the one driving."
Yulan who was completely horrified by the mysterious way in which his health dropped, obeyed the command and nodded.
Amon got on the back before Yulan drove off.
He raised his arms and grabbed two invisible but soft thighs as a smirk formed on his face.
"Ah yes, thick thighs save lives."
"S-sir, did you say something?" Yulan asked as he kept his eyes in front, not daring to look behind him.
"Nah just drive." Amon said as he squeezed Mona’s thighs, only to get a strong hit on his head that chopped off almost half of his health points.
-400
Amon immediately took his hands off her thighs, only to have something pushed into his mouth.
+100
+100
+100
+100
’A recovery potion?’ he thought as he watched the empty container fall onto the road with a nice clang.
There were two kinds of potions that could help with health recovery. One was the health potion which gave a certain amount of health points back in an instant and the other one was recovery potion which could gradually give the health points back.
Of course both had their advantages and disadvantages.
’This one should cost more than a thousand coins though... just how rich is this woman?’ Amon mused as he felt her weight on his shoulders. Her thighs were on his shoulders while her foot was behind him, acting like a hook.
In the end, he was the uncomfortable one thanks to having Mona’s legs under his arms.
"Alright, stop here." Amon said as he spotted a small house a few meters away.
"Rent that place for a month please." he said as he looped his arm around Yulan like he was a close friend, "So... your name is Yulan right?"
"Y... yes sir." he said as he looked at Amon who appeared extremely cheerful.
With a nod, Amon dragged him into an alleyway before making him walk for a few minutes, not stopping until he felt someone pinch his arm.
Grinning, he took Yulan to the place Mona had already rented. It was a small house with a kitchen and a bathroom. There were no beds or tables and it smelled like mold.
One one corner opposite to the bathroom, was a mattress and the only other thing in the place, was a chair that looked like it was partially eaten away.
"Hmm..." Amon silently looked around before turning to Yulan, "Do you know Letty? I’m very interested in her."
Yulan’s expression changed from that of fear, to that of confusion, rage and greed.
"I... yes sir. But we do not know where she is at the moment. Once we do find her, we’ll sell her to you. If you want her as a virgin, the cost will be higher so I suggest-"
Amon yawned as he cast a lazy gaze at Yulan who’s neck had multiple red lines that had begun dripping droplets of blood.
"S-sir.. please... what do you want?" Yulan asked desperately as he saw his health points drop at a pace he had never imagined.
-10
-11
-12
-11
-12
-10
Each second, around 4 to 6 damage numbers popped up in his mind as he lost his health points.
"I didn’t wanna kill you but no one touches my family." Amon said, his voice soft as he took out the black cigarettes from his pocket and put one in his mouth.
A flame appeared mid air after a click, lighting his cigarette for him.
"Thank you." he said as he inhaled the smoke and looked at Yulan who’s face had gone red from exertion.
No matter how much he tried to move, his limbs seemed to have been bound extremely tight and the harder he tried, the more health he lost. It felt like a hopeless situation until his right arm yanked the silk, freeing itself.
’I... I did it!!’ Yulan rejoiced while Amon raised his left eyebrow.
"Looks like E rank silk isn’t enough." he muttered as he looked at his system screen.
[Name: Amon]
[Class: Mutant (D)]
[Level: 1]
Skills | Stats | Market | Quest
Coins: 124,565
Mind Points: 1168
Stream Points: 1129
[Stats]
Health Points: 920
Mana Points: 1240
Vitality: 41 + 5
Defense: 41 + 5
Strength: 15
Agility: 26
Dexterity: 20
Mana: 112 + 12
Magic: 101 + 10
Unallocated Stat Points: 61
[Skills]
Steal | Stream | Shop (D+) | Spider Silk (E) | Silk Master (E) | Lifesteal (E) | Damage Reflection (E) | The Last Survivor (U)
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to E+ Rank? Requires 25 Mind Points]
’Yes’
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to D Rank? Requires 25 Mind Points]
’Yes’
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to D+ Rank? Requires 50 Mind Points]
’Hmm.... nah this much should be fine.’ he thought but after a moment, he changed his mind.
’Spider silk... I wonder if there’ll be any upgrades others than the strength of the strands.’ Amon mused as he decided to splurge a bit.
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to C Rank? Requires 50 Mind Points]
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to C+ Rank? Requires 100 Mind Points]
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to B Rank? Requires 100 Mind Points]
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to B+ Rank? Requires 200 Mind Points]
[Would you like to upgrade Spider Silk to A Rank? Requires 200 Mind Points]
[Congratulations, Spider Silk has upgraded to Mana Thread!]
[The skill Silk Master reacts to the upgrade of Spider Silk. Would you like to spend 250 Mind Points to upgrade Silk master prematurely?]
’It’s an endless well for fuck’s sake... yes!’
[Congratulations, Silk Master has upgraded to Mana Manipulation.]
[The skills Mana Thread and Mana Manipulation are showing a reaction, would you like to merge the two skills?]
’A skill merge... I’ve never heard of such a thing happening before. Hm, it doesn’t specify any costs so yes, do it.’