37 – The Completion of Stardew Valley
Unfortunately, it was closing ti, so, the Black Widow and my other custors. The others knew by now that it was ti to leave, and did so without any argunts, as they knew my hours were set and I would not bend them.
Black Widow on the other hand did not know, and was going to argue with , so I stopped her before she could, by reaching out through the void and pushing her out. It was much like telekinesis, using raw kinetic force to move sothing. It was surprisingly easy, all things considered, though I had little doubt that I was getting assistance from my 'Envoy of the Void' power.
With all of my custors gone, and my cafe now empty, I put my full focus on completing Stardew Valley, while the mind that I have physically in the store at all tis controlling my body, begins looking into the System Store to see what kind of products I could make use of and sell.
As I suspected, Stardew Valley's goods were mostly comprised of various farr's products, such as seeds, tools and equipnt, and lots of food and drinks.
Those were not the only things, of course, there was also a wide variety of other things, it was just that the food, plants, and seeds held a majority of the list.
Raw and Refined Materials made up another large percentage, such as wood, iron, and steel, and the ga's more unique materials.
Noting down anything of value for later purchases, I focused fully on completing Stardew Valley. My counter and display cases were already cramped as is, I should wait until I expand the store a bit before I start expanding my wares.
Stardew Valley was nearly finished thanks to the work of my minds and the ti acceleration speeding the process. I was done with the map, NPCs, and a lot of the areas featured in the ga. What was different, was that I was expanding the ga once again, adding a more comprehensive Farming, Cooking, Brewing, and Fishing system.
It would make the experience more authentic for the player, and give the player more things they can do and explore.
I worked hard throughout the entire night, expanding and modifying the ga, improving it in so ways, but ultimately changing it from what it was.
By the ti it was morning, I was finished, having completed the last details and tweaking a few things that I felt needed change or improvent.
Publishing the ga, I relaxed my minds and rged back into one singular mind.
I haven't felt any kind of fatigue since I awoke in this new form, but it was nice to relax once in a while.
I had around an hour before I needed to open the store, so I began surfing the internet, to see if anything was happening around the world.
...
[A few hours prior, Kyle]
Flashes of light sounds thundering in my ears, searing pain as a Deathclaw lifted from the ground, its claws deep in my chest and protruding out of my back. Coughing blood, I clenched my teeth, and in my final monts, pulled the pin of a grenade, raising it to et our faces.
A flash of light, agonizing yet montary pain, and then I found myself in that black abyss.
Then with a startle, I jumped out of bed, hand gripping tightly on my gun.
Taking a mont to calm down, I couldn't help but curse.
"Just another damn nightmare," I cursed.
Glancing at a clock I stole, I couldn't help but curse again, it appeared I had overslept.
It was 8:00 AM, and the cafe would open up in two hours, luckily, due to my nightly activities, I had a bit of money saved up, though it's been becoming harder and harder to get money.
No one road the streets at night anymore, the deaths scaring everyone into hiding.
To make matters worse, the Police did frequent raids, taking the opportunity before them to dismantle a lot of cri rings, and organizations, and clear out the many gangs that made up Hell's Kitchen. The few gangs that were left, were so of the more powerful ones, such as the various Traids and then there was so unknown gang that answered to a man called 'Kingpin.'
Even then, due to my actions, and two other groups who were also hunting down the filth that made a majority of Hell's Kitchen, I was having trouble finding money.
At this rate...I'd have to find so new way to get money...but what?
Based on my skills, I was only good at a few things.
Fighting, Surviving, and various forms of technical skills.
Perhaps I could sell my skills? As a trainer or rcenary?
Keeping that thought in mind, I got dressed and carefully left my hideout, leaving behind a trap to prevent anyone from entering my temporary ho and taking a bag with spare clothes, so water bottles, and a stimpak.
It was strange, walking along the streets. Everything was completely different than the ruins I was used to traveling through. I was glad that I could even rember my way through the city after my...trips.
I was still getting used to how...weak I felt every ti I returned.
I couldn't stand the weakness I felt, so, I have been improving my body in both strength and flexibility by working out once per day every ti I found myself back here.
I guess I was lucky that whenever I awoke back in that Cafe I would always get a rush of my old mories...I almost forgot the face of my own mother...
Shaking my head, I focused back on my surroundings.
Walking down the street, I glanced at the people who called Hell's Kitchen ho.
Most were obviously scared, but also happy now that they were far less likely to be robbed, killed, or stabbed on the streets, Hell's Kitchen was often compared to Gotham in how bad its cri was, though I doubt anything other than the wasteland would be able to top Gotham and its cri. Though it was obvious that everyone was also paranoid, the death toll made it to where no one trusted or neared strangers.
Most criminals would probably stay in hiding for a while until the deaths start slowing down or stop entirely. The police will try to 'take' Hell's Kitchen, but it's probably only a matter of ti before it once again becos a despot of cri.
Eventually, after half an hour of walking, I stood before a small gym, simply nad 'Kairo's Gym.'
With a sigh and a sore body, I stepped in.
Greeting was an African Arican, Kairo, a bald man standing at 6 feet in height with the build of a bodybuilder who spends way too much ti in the gym, with huge muscles adorning his entire body.
"Kyle? Up early as ever, I see," The man comnted.
"It's not early, you just sleep in," I comnted before walking past him.
"You say that but you are an hour late, you sure you didn't sleep in this ti?" Kairo replied from behind.
Ignoring him I continued forward, eyes sweeping across the small gym.
Few people ca to this gym, one of the few reasons why I chose this gym in the first place. Two more reasons are that it was cheap to subscribe to the gym and it had the necessary equipnt I needed.
Checking the ti, I realized I would have to make this a quick workout if I wanted to make it to the cafe just as it opens.
Sighing, I put my bag down next to one of the bench presses.
...
"Quick workout today?" Kairo asked as I began heading for the door.
"Yes," I replied simply.
"Well, I guess I will see you tomorrow then, should I be expecting you at the sa ti as usual? Or later like today?" Kairo asked.
"If nothing unexpected happens, then you can expect at the usual ti," I inford him, not wanting to draw out the conversation.
"Okay, but before you go, can I give you a recomndation?" Kairo asked.
I stopped, letting him continue.
He sighed, before asking, "Listen, you're new to this, it's clear as day, you need to give your body so rest. Working out every day 7 days a week at your level will only damage your body, not improve it. Think of your body as a machine, what you are doing is overheating it to the point that so of the tal will start to lt, damaging the machine. If you are not careful, this damage could vary well be permanent...Rest is just as important, your body needs ti to heal...you understand?"
"Thanks for the advice, but I will be fine, I know my limits."
Leaving the gym, I walked into a nearby ally and opened my bag.
Pulling out the stimpak, I injected it into my abdon.
Stimpaks while could be seen as a miracle dicine, really only did one thing, and that was significantly speeding up the process at which a person's body healed. Which ant, it was perfect for helping muscles heal and beco stronger. Unluckily for , I had only one stimpak on , and the dose wouldn't be able to cover everything, leaving with the strange feeling of feeling both sore and relaxed at the sa ti.
Leaving the ally, I began walking towards the cafe.
I montarily gazed behind , not too far away, I could see soone was following .
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