Chapter 37 (1/2)

Max wiped the sweat off of his brow. The sun was bearing down overhead, and his armor was uncomfortably hot. Even with his reinforced constitution provided by his cultivation level, the temperature was still unbearable. He glanced at the line of people waiting to get into the capital city and couldn’t help but feel sorry for them. The ordinary people were definitely suffering due to the heat. Normally, it never reached these extreme temperatures, but things hadn’t been normal in the capital city for a while. The most abnormal thing, however, was the text invading his vision.

[The previous system has been removed and replaced by Vremya’s Harassment System Alpha v0.1.0. Anger is a powerful emotion. Irritate, annoy, and harass as many people as possible to get anger points. You can use anger points to exchange for items useful for cultivation.]

This new line of text was completely different from the last one. At least, the last one wanted him to do good in the world. This one…, Max scratched his head. He had no idea what the purpose of this one was for. He suspected he was being used for someone’s amusement. However, even if that was the case, the rewards the system offered were just too good to pass up. There was a shop that he could view within his vision. Everything he wanted, he could buy. He could buy money. He could buy beer. He could also buy fruits that enhanced his cultivation, but he wasn’t too interested in those. Max exhaled and stared ahead. Since he could buy money, why did he even need this job anymore? Well, first, he had to see how many anger points he could accumulate before thinking of quitting. The thing was … he wasn’t very good at provoking people.

The next person in line walked up to Max. “Hello.”

Max cleared his throat. Perhaps he’d test it out right now. “Your breath stinks.”

[You have earned 1 anger point from Merchant A.]

One anger point was equivalent to one dollar. Honestly, it wasn’t a bad deal. If he told everyone on the line that their breath stunk, then he’d earn at least three hundred anger points. That was more than he made in a day with wages being criminally low.

“Excuse me?” The merchant glared at Max. “Do you know who I am?”

Max cleared his throat. Should he continue to provoke the man some more? No, that would be a bad idea. What if the merchant actually had some power? “Sorry, I wasn’t referring to you.” He pointed at the merchant’s horse. “I was talking to the horse.”

[You have earned 3 anger points from Horse A.]

…The horse understood him? Should he go around insulting animals? Max cleared his throat and gestured for the merchant to step aside. After a quick inspection of the carriage, Max let the merchant through. The horse’s tail flapped, and Max wrinkled his nose as the horse took its revenge by pooping in the bag attached to its back right in front of the guard. Max scratched his head. Even though these words seemed more malicious than the previous ones, it still offered the better deal.

“Excuse me,” a feminine voice said.

Max raised his head. A woman was standing in front of him wearing all white. She had a veil blocking her face, but Max could still tell that she was a beauty from what little he could see through the thin material. “Yes. Identification, please.”

The woman smiled at Max before reaching into her purse. A white light flashed, and a rope flew out from within the bag. It wrapped around Max and sucked him inside. He didn’t even have a chance to scream.

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“Huh?” Vremya blinked at the pure-white display. “Where’d Max go?” He glared at Karta. “Is this a result of installing that weird system?”