229 Last chance for drunken romance (1/2)
On top of that, dozens of guys had hit on them since then, numbing them to the point they didn't even remember Beluga.
So, Ben knew he had to step up. He was the only one that could, the only one with remaining endurance due to having taken stamina potions which seemed effective now. This was his last opportunity, and the time to put everything he'd learned to good use.
Gazing at the group of drunk sluts that may have been his last chance at saving his private Ryan…Ben gritted his teeth and tried to come up with a way in. He needed a strong opener, so it was unfortunate that he'd already used his divine line earlier on the waitress.
As he pondered though, he couldn't think of anything he visualized working. Then, things got even worse.
”Bar's closed!” the bartender shouted across the bar, making it official for everyone. Last call had finished!
With the end of his time approaching, Ben started to sweat as he glanced at his challenge.
[Special Optional Challenge: Mission Inc*ckable - Seduce a new woman, who is an 8+ in looks, from your current location within the next 4 hours]
[Reward: Stat Point(Random) x1]
[Punishment: Incurable impotence for 3 months]
[Remaining time: 00:54:12]
Ben's breath became heavy. There wasn't even an hour remaining! Even if he managed to take a woman home now, it would be cutting it as close as a circumcision...
Yet, the issue would be even greater when the club closed. It might be fatal!
From the challenge's description, Ben believed picking up women outside wouldn't count. Once he left the front door, that would be it!
'No, I only have a few minutes left. I need to make this work!' He stared at the set of drunk beauties at the bar and watched them frown and complain when the bartender explained he wouldn't serve them anymore. Observing this, all of a sudden, an idea sprang to Ben's mind!
Taking a deep breath, he narrowed his eyes. 'This'll work… No, it has to!' With a tactic in his mind, he walked over to the girls!
”Ugh!”
”Is that it?”
”Damn, this stinks even worse than that VIP…”
They were still complaining when they heard Ben's voice at their side. ”Hey ladies…”
They all turned to him and were about to tell him to leave as they did to Beluga, but Ben finished his sentence first. With a gleam in his eyes, he delivered it—a home-made divine line! One he crafted from the experience of struggling these past few months! From failing again and again! He used those lessons to inspire his own genius!
With a confident expression, Ben told the women the line he believed only a god could deliver, the perfect opener for this situation: ”I have alcohol…”
…
”Afterparty?” The drunk slutty beauties looked at each other, as Ben held his breath. If they said no, they might as well be unplugging the life support to his lower body...