My f*cks! I pulled one of the wooden tokens out of my pocket and looked at it. It was a wooden cutout of the word f*ck in capital letters. But I wouldn't be able to throw all the way to the other end of the stacks normally.
Even with a Vi empowered throwing arm. What if I perford a minor Vi blast as it left my fingers? That could work.
I put the f*ck into my hand and gathered Vi in my fingertips. I hurled it over the stacks of crates as hard as I could and perford a Vi blast on my fingertips as the f*ck left my hand.
It shot over the piled up boxes and landed on a crate with a soft clatter. I heard the Boss's ch steps slam into the ground as it walked over to where it heard the noise.
"Ga's over little mouse. I've got you," he said.
I looked around the corner of the boxes and he was looking the other way, over where I had thrown the f*ck. I sneakily tip toed up to the massive chanical suit and aid Muramasa's Blood Fiend right at the center of the back of the ch.
"What the f*ck?" The Boss said, as he stared at the small wooden token of the word f*ck laying on top of the crate he was looking at.
I started up my Blood Saw as quickly as I could and thrust my sword straight through the machine. In one end and out the other side. When I pulled it out, there was blood on the blade and it humd in a satisfied manner.
The Boss swiveled the top of the ch suit so it was aid at now. I heard its guns starting to rev up, so he heaved with all my might and pushed the ch over onto its back.
The guns started shooting the ceiling and missiles fired off also hitting the ceiling of the facility. There was a loud noise and the roof shuddered. I hear creaking tal really loud and a section of the ceiling fell down and landed right next .
The building was collapsing and I had to get and the president's daughter out of here. I ran back over to the corner of the facility where the president's daughter was hiding, while dodging falling debris.
"We need to get out of here!" I said.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the exit door. I put my hand out and stopped her just as quickly as I had pulled her. A large chunk of ceiling fell down and slamd into the floor where we would have been standing if we hadn't stopped.
I guided her around the pile of debris and to the exit door. I slamd the door open with my shoulder and pulled her through with . I pulled her along as I ran another hundred feet away from the collapsing building. You could never be too careful when it ca to collapsing structures.
We watched in silence as the warehouse collapsed in on itself. It was at that mont, I wondered what happened to the guy who was in the eting room with the boss earlier. He hadn't followed us into the main warehouse section. Was he still just sitting there in that chair, waiting for the boss to return? Weird.
[You have defeated the Boss. Appropriate life essence allocated]
"Hey, so, you got kidnapped and I know you probably just want to return to your apartnt, but I kind of have to take you to your dad so he can make sure you're ok," I said.
"Why would my father want to know if I'm ok or not? He doesn't care about . All he cares about is money and power," she said.
"Well, you did just get ransod from money, and your dad did hire to get you back, so we kind of have to go see your dad," I said. "Do you want to show the way?"
"I'll show you the way but I still can't believe my father would hire soone to rescue for anything other than public appearances," she said, crossing her arms and closing her eyes.
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I eventually convinced her to take us to her dad's office. When we arrived at the Kabutomi building, the guards recognized the president's daughter and imdiately aid their guns at . They must have thought I was worlds dumbest kidnapper and took her back to her dad for so unknown reason. It didn't make sense to , but I wasn't a security guard so what did I know?
We arrived at her father's office, which he was still at, at midnight according to my watch. He looked up and down with a cigar in his mouth and tapping his foot.
[Main Objectives Completed!]
[Initiating negotiation mini-ga. The results will determine your rewards]
'What? This isn't how it's supposed to go! I'm supposed to just do the thing and get my reward, not have to argue so corporate executive out not paying !'
[I did not design the paraters. I simply am interpreting the ssages sent by the ga's system]
'Ok. Fine. This better go well.'
[That is up to you]
"I suppose you'd like to be paid?" He said, with an annoyed tone. Like I didn't just save his daughter's life.
"That would be preferable, yes," I said, resisting the urge grab him and shake him for having the nerve to try to get out of paying .
"Suppose I didn't pay you. Suppose I had security escort you out of the building?" He said, smiling a wicked smile.
This was just like dinner with mafiosos or dragons. It was a social ga where my negotiation skills were pitted against his, and whoever's was weaker, lost.
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