Hugo slamd the door behind him, leaning his back against it like he was keeping the apocalypse at bay. "It's okay. I'm safe. I'm back in my room. No one knows I'm here..."
Except soone did know.
The gang. His gang.
Or rather, the nightmare gang he used to roll with before life took a sharp nosedive into the absurd. His heart did a sorsault in his chest.
Those lunatics had finally sniffed him out, and he wasn't ready. Not even close. He clutched his head as if that would stop the flood of mories.
Hugo had made so crazy choices over the last few years. One of which was joking thus gang.
He had been so talented at driving that they had reached out to him themselves, promising wealth and luxury.
He had also foolishly accepted, thinking it would make him more 'badass' and ''alpha'...
But he quickly realised his heart wasn't made for that kind of life.
So... he ran away with so of their money...
And the worst part of it all was Don Juan.
Hugo shivered just thinking about that pint-sized terror.
"How is it that soone so short can be that scary?" He whispered to no one in particular.
The image of Don Juan's glowering mask, set atop his diminutive 5-foot fra flashed in his mind.
The man could make Santa Claus second-guess himself. He wasn't a gangster. He was a pocket-sized apocalypse in Adidas tracksuits.
He was like a chihuahua with the attitude of a Rottweiler—and Hugo knew better than to underestimate a man whose signature threat was, "Kneecaps are optional."
He shook his head. "Alright, Hugo. Breathe. *In with the calm, out with the fear*."
Panic wasn't going to solve anything. He had sothing better. He had... the SYSTEM.
With a ntal command, he summoned the glowing interface, and the familiar blue screen materialised before him.
It felt comforting, like an old friend. An old friend that occasionally insulted him, but still, better than Don Juan.
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[Ding! Achievents Unlocked!]
[- First Kiss Achievent: 20 EXP -
You didn't think this would ever happen, did you? ...Neither did she.]
[- Bite a Girl Achievent: 20 EXP -
That's not what they ant by 'leave a mark.' Sha.]
[- First Sexual Act with Opposite Sex Achievent: 20 EXP -
Technically counts, even if it was more awkward than sensual.]
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Hugo's jaw dropped. "Bite a girl?!" he gasped. He rubbed his eyes, convinced the screen was playing a prank on him.
Nope. Still there.
"It was one ti! She asked to try sothing different!" he muttered defensively. "Bliy, system—no need to make it sound so criminal!"
The achievents kept pinging, adding to his growing pool of experience points, but the cheeky comnts? They stung worse than his mories.
Then ca the real reward.
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[Level Up!]
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"Yeah baby! OUCH!!"
Hugo was halfway through a victory dance when he accidentally slamd his kneecaps on his desk.
It hurt so much he ended the dance that instant bad crashed to the floor. This oddly made him fear don Juan more, or rather... the tenacity if his victims...
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[Ding! Allocating random stat point... Stat point allocated to communication!]
[Ding! Distributing Rewards!]
[Rewards:
- Host has received 50 UHS Credits!
- Host has received 50 UHS Points!
- Host has received 1 Muscle Unlock Pill!]
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Hugo snorted at the 'communication' stat upgrade.
"Right, 'cause I'll just talk my way out of getting kneecapped by Don Juan."
Still, he figured he might as well put the new stat to the test. Practice made perfect, right? He leaned back against the door, closing his eyes.
"Alright, imaginary girl," he whispered, "let's see if this upgrade actually works."
In his mind, a gorgeous woman appeared. She looked confident and sultry, with a look that said, impress .
"So," Hugo began, clearing his throat. "How... how much does a polar bear weigh?"
Imaginary Girl folded her arms. "Enough to break the ice? Seriously?"
"Okay, bad start. Uh... you like sandwiches?"
"What kind of sandwiches?" she asked, eyebrow raised.
"Uh... the good ones?"
Imaginary Girl sighed and evaporated into non-existence, taking Hugo's dignity with her.
"Yeah. That communication stat's really doing wonders," Hugo muttered, slapping his forehead. No guy would be able to rizz when their kneecaps were in potential danger.
But hey, at least he'd tried.
Still, he couldn't deny the thrill of receiving actual rewards. He turned his attention back to the system screen, pulling up his inventory to check the rewards.
A grin spread across his face as the numbers updated.
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UHS Credits: 100
UHS Points: 100
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"I'm loaded!" he whispered excitedly, like he'd just won the lottery. "A hundred points and a hundred credits? I could buy an entire galaxy with that... if this were a mobile ga."
Then his gaze fell on the new item: Muscle Unlock Pills.
He tapped on the description.
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[Muscle Unlock Pills: Increases muscle performance, growth, and recovery for seven days.]
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Hugo's eyes sparkled. "Muscle pills?!" he whispered, barely containing his joy. If the plate unlock pills made him taller... then the muscle unlock pills...
"These'll make look like Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson by the end of the week!"
He flexed an arm, disappointed by how scrawny it looked. "Finally! No more noodle arms!"
He did a quick calculation in his head. "But wait... I've still got the Plate Unlock Pills active. Better wait for those to run out. Can't waste the gains, after all."
Feeling more optimistic about his chances of survival (and eventual muscular glory), Hugo scrolled through the system's interface until he reached the [Gift Box Tab.]
The gift box tab appeared after he had accrued up to 50 points. It gave him the chance to win enchanted items ranging from trash tier to rare tier!
And each spin cost 50 UHS Points!
His eyes widened at the flashing wheel, which looked just like the ones in casinos
The screen pulsed with glitter and neon lights, practically screaming, 'Buy ! You won't regret it... probably.'
Hugo rubbed his hands together, grinning like a kid in a sweet shop. "Ti to roll the dice!" He hovered his finger over the first option. "Let's make it rain, baby."
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