Chapter 721 - Encounter (1/2)

Apologize for the delay. Was watching The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Anyway, the interactions with Tanya and more Papa Nik stuff will be in DLK as opposed to the current one until Nik has a home planet completely conquered after being rank 7. Until now, Flk chapters were just me figuring out and the new set of dlk chapters that I post, hopefully, from tomorrow, will begin from this particular arc itself. Other girls will get more written material in Dlk too, or so I hope since it is much more complicated. Hope you all have a good day.

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”Took you hours,” Morgan pointed out as Nik returned into the room.

”Can you blame me? I've got girls to feed,” Nik smiled as he looked at Morgan, ”I'm really happy that you decided to join in with me.”

Not minding his eyes taking in her body with a measured gaze, even tilting sideways to let him get a good view, Morgan smiled, ”Can't say the same for now. I felt a few obviously tremendous energy signals from within the castle, but I can't be blamed to feel a bit suspicious for my future. Not with your declining luck.”

”Declining Luck?” Nik walked out and gestured for Morgan to follow him. Slowly opening the door to the bedroom, he found Tigra and Vertigo sleeping soundly, in each other's arms. The sight of it made Nik smile as he took yet another picture to tease the duo in the future.

”Yes, declining. I haven't ever seen a man with such fortune, but that's the nobility of such an erratic concept. It gets used up. Luck is like any other energy. It needs time to be refilled and return to its previous stocked state. But, I don't think it matters to you now. Even with the consumption of such a high level, your luck has barely taken a hit.”

”How does Luck gets used up?” Nik inquired. For quite a long time now, he has been feeling curious about the concept of Luck and since Morgan was so fluent on the subject, she clearly must have a great degree of knowledge about the ethereal fortune.

”Living,” Morgan answered with a smile.

”A life is dictated by fate and luck. Consider the concepts as such— One is an immovable mountain and the other is the free-flowing stream that cuts through the said mountain... You see, in this world, a person's fate is set. But once the said person makes a decision, that particular fate changes to another conclusion, and then another conclusion. For instance, every mortal is fated to die, but how he dies is dependent on Luck.”

”Maybe in a car crash,” she continued, ”Maybe a stab through the heart, maybe the shredding of lower body and blood loss. I dabbled in the concept of Luck for a little time with a rather well-known witch— Mistress Fortune. I haven't seen her for almost 60 years now. Either way, I have a few spells in my arsenal that lets me indirectly affect a person's luck.”

”Wow,” Nik mumbled, ”I really can't wait to learn from you. I guess, I have to break it up with Loki after all... or maybe... hehe,” Nik chuckled foolishly, not minding his current image, Morgan, too, smiled.

”Are you thinking of manipulating her and then taking Asgard for yourself?” Morgan inquired fully knowing that wasn't even the most remote thought in Nik's mind.

”Of course, I did consider it back then. But then I realized that the most important thing about Asgard is not its location or land. But its resources. Beasts, women, minerals, and plants. I want to have a share of all of them!” Nik stated.

”Women? Do you want to farm us in a pen? There must be a limit to...” Morgan's voice grew weaker as she matched Nik's gaze.

”Well, I don't mean all women. But consider this. The Dream Core is absolutely empty. Even if my partners create a paradise worth living, they need a society to interact with. Since I'm still incapable of helping them out of that space, I might as well take a society inside the Dream Core!”

”Interesting notion,” Morgan nodded, ”And now what? Are we going to leave for the city?”

”Yes... um, today is...” Nik took out his cellphone, ”18th September... hmm, I have an expedition tomorrow morning. So many things are happening so quickly... I feel a bit suffocated,” Nik whined.

”Do you?” Morgan inquired.

”Nah, not really,” Nik smirked when his and Morgan's expression changed as his energy fluctuated for a brief period. Pickle's excited squeak echoed in Nik's mind as he opened his status panel, eagerly gazing at the improvement.

[Name: Nik Minion

Age: 17

Limits: (Phantom Physique)

Bloodline: L.u.s.t Apostle/ ???

Talent: Exotic Escort, Balance, Perfect Eyesight, Skill Palace, Physical Genius, Limit Buster, Legacy Eyes, Wild Intuition, Impersonator

Profession: Imperfect Chimera

Legacy: Idle Summoner

Physique— E-

Mental— C

Energy— D+ → C

Luck— B+]

'Auto cultivation works!' Nik snickered.

All this time, his energy was growing rapidly alongside Pickle's newfound reserves. The recent success only made Nik more motivated for having a symbiote for every other partner of his. After all, it was simply a cheat machine to farm one's energy reserves.

'Nice, Pickle!' Nik called out, 'You're the best!'

'Thank you!' Pickle replied with equal excitement.

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”Bye-bye,” Samantha waved at Anna as she walked away from the Dance Institute. It was already evening as the twin-tailed brunette wore her bag on her shoulder and decided to walk back home. The evening wasn't particularly chilly, so she really wanted to have a nice walk despite a tiring dance lesson... well, she forgot to bring her purse and felt a little embarrassed for asking for money from her crewmates.