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*"Shockingly all of the people involved in the strange death cases have involvement with narcotics and…" Davies thought process was interrupted by the voice of the support anchor, Mia bringing to light an interesting clue, but Davies just zoned out again after listening to half of what she was saying.

"Hmmmm… Interesting…" he said with a chuckle as his eyes fell on the "to be killed soon" employees.

He had realized that Selina had probably planted drugs around the victims to confuse the investigators that\'d be researching their deaths… she especially liked messing with people like them, but he didn\'t mind her antics this time as it did not go against any of his objectives in any way.

With a light chuckle that for some reason sent shivers through the body of everybody in the lobby that heard him, he began to move towards the elevator in a light mood.

\'Some dreams have already been successfully crushed today, and it is still morning…\'

\'Today has the makings of a great day,\' he thought in his light mood as he got into the elevator and began to make his way to the 139th floor just like the day before.

*Ring* *Ring*

Davies\'s phone began ringing as soon as he got into the elevator, prompting him to pull the device out of his pocket and look at the caller ID.

[Sadistic Selina] were the words written in the place of the caller ID, successfully informing him of the person trying to call him.

He put his index finger on the fingerprint scanner of the phone to unlock the phone as he was being called through the hidden caller app and he had to unlock it before he could pick up the call due to the security protocols put in place.

After opening the phone and picking up the call, he put the phone to his ear,

"Did you like the gift?" Selina\'s voice came through the phone\'s speaker and rang straight into his ears.

"For ten million… you had to do at least that much, or I\'d have to come over there to spank that ass of yours," Davies said with a light-hearted tone, he was still in a pretty good mood.

"..."

"Maybe I should have messed up," Selina\'s regretful voice came from the phone.

"Good ideas though," Davies commended, ignoring her previous statement.

"Also, when would I get the info?" he asked her as it was pretty obvious that the last person that was reported dead had gone through torture and whoever carried out the job should have gotten some new and interesting info and she was probably calling him for that reason… she couldn\'t have called him just to tell him that the mission was completed so she can get him to praise her… right?

"The last guy sang like a bird after a little… persuading, from my men," Selina finally stated.

"As expected, get your guy to meet up with El\' so I can get the info later," Davies quickly replied and said his goodbye before hanging up the call and getting off on the 139th floor for another day of work.

*Six Hours later…*

Davies left the 139th floor after hitting a roadblock on [Project; Words make up the World].

\'Maybe I\'ve been in too much of a rush,\' he thought as he rubbed his aching head and walked out of the Imperium Technologies building before getting into the Ventley that had been brought out of the parking lot by a valet, and driving off.

\'Perhaps I should focus on something else for now… like dealing with that Lee Jung guy,\' he thought, the slightest hint of a smile creeping up on his face.

[Yeah… but what are you going to do to him?] Miya asked.

"Well, when I embarrassed him yesterday at that restaurant, I got a notification that said… uhm, what did the notification say again?" he brought up the system screen and went to look at the previous notifications.

"Hah, here it is," he said triumphantly and clicked on something,

[Successfully face-slapped a fated one and caused him to lose 20 fate points]

Davies read the message again and fell into deep thought, but still kept enough of his attention on the road as even though he wasn\'t likely to die from an automobile accident, getting into one would still suck, hence the requirement for his constant attention even if he was focused on something else.

\'Face slapping is the same thing as embarrassing him and making him "lose face" like the Chinese would say, right?\'

[Yes]

\'So the system follows the common tropes then where I have to embarrass the protagonist and steal his opportunities… and his women, only I don\'t get any help in doing these things until I kill one protagonist and upgrade the system,\'

"Damn, this is hardcore!" he suddenly exclaimed, as no matter how much time passed since he transmigrated into this world and got the system, he still couldn\'t get used to the fact that he had to overstress himself for features that were supposed to come along with the system in the first place.

[Well… you have a good place to start] Miya chimed in, not commenting about the system as she was just an assistant interface and there was nothing she could do to change the system\'s protocols.

"Where\'s that?"

[The race track, remember?] Miya reminded him.

"Oh, that…" Davies remembered immediately as he was already making plans for that, he just needed to get a few things sorted first.

He also needed to find out the location of the race, and a car that he\'d use to race as he obviously couldn\'t use the Ventley for a race, even though its specs weren\'t so bad compared to cars used for racing, but the fact remained that it was a luxury car and not a racing car… also, it was kinda weird to be using a Ventley to race.

All of these thoughts ran through his head, but for now, he needed to get to the hospital first and check on Tisha and hopefully her brother, Romero… he wasn\'t going to the hospital because of the purple-eyed doctor\'s session, or to feast his eyes on the various eye candies that were present at the hospital... Nope, not at all, those were just minor things.

[Ahem]

*Ring* *Ring*

Davies\'s phone suddenly rang out.

"Look who decided to wake up," Davies said as he looked at the caller id.