A bald man sat on a high back chair behind a large wooden table in a dimly lit room. Along the walls were multiple wooden shelves filled with various books.
"What brings you here, Miss Night?" he asked with a tinge of fear in his voice as he looked at the woman in front. She wore a pitch black robe that covered her entire body. The hood hung down to cover most of her face, revealing just the bottom of her nose and her succulent lips.
She looked around, taking in the room's environment before her gaze landed on the professor.
"Professor Baldy." she said, her voice playful as she took a step forward, "The news has reached the boss. Not only did you lose two awakened… you also lost the Academy's top student. There's news that he awakened too."
The room fell silent once she finished speaking and the Professor couldn't stop himself from sweating.
"I… I'll fix this somehow, Miss Night… please give me a chance."
"Oh I will. The boss wants you dead but I'll give you a chance indeed. After all, you're one of the knowledgeable ones in our group of idiots. One week. I don't want them back in your team, no. I want them recruited under me. Can you do that?"
The professor gulped as he nodded multiple times, "Yes miss night, I will do everything I can!!"
"Of course you will. After all, you'll die if you fail~" she whispered as she took a step back and disappeared.
The bald man sat on his chair in silence for ten whole minutes before he let out a deep sigh.
"I can't afford to anger her…" he muttered and sighed again, "C rank assassin… a true assassin… haaaa, I should stop all hunting operations and get everyone to search for Nyx and the others."
He stood up to leave the room, only to see Roark and his group walk in looking haggard.
"What happened?" the bald man asked as the group looked up at him.
Roark hesitated for a moment and Becky took the initiative to recount what happened.
Once the professor was done hearing, he ran his palm over his bald head and grit hit teeth in anger.
"You…." he glared at Roark but kept his anger under control, "Not only did you not capture them, you also lost the weird book. Based on your description… it seems to be an item of sentience. Which means that it's extremely valuable!! Ughh you dimwits!"
After screaming at them, he punched the wall beside him, "Forget it. From now onwards your goal is to find that Amon. Tell him that I'd like to meet him and that I have no intention to fight him. There's still seven hours, move! Don't forget to tell Valir about this mission."
***
Amon opened his eyes and looked around. He wasn't in the storage room anymore and instead, he found himself lying on the soft bed.
'Nyx and Mike aren't here… how long was I out?' he mused as he looked at his system.
[Name: Amon]
[Class: Mutant (E+)]
[Level: 20]
[Rank Up: 1800/2000 EXP]
Skills | Stats | Market | Quest
Coins: 287
Mind Points: 187
Stream Points: 9217
[Stats]
Health Points: 320
Mana Points: 240
Vitality: 11 + 5
Defense: 11 + 5
Strength: 11
Agility: 10
Dexterity: 10
Mana: 112 + 12
Magic: 101 + 10
Unallocated Stat Points: 60
[Skills]
Steal | Stream | Shop (E+) | Spider Silk (E) | Silk Master (E) | Lifesteal (E) | Damage Reflection (E) | The Last Survivor (U)
'A hundred points in mana and magic? That's crazy….' he mused as he stared at his screen. The book did mention that the method would help a 'little' with mana but there was no mention of magic. The increase in mana wasn't little either.
"Well, I'm not gonna complain…" he muttered as he focused on his mind points that had gone up by a huge amount even though he didn't do much.
He was used to seeing his stream points and coins increase randomly as long as his stream was turned on but Mind points were different. Until now, he only got them whenever he made people feel intense emotions through his actions.
It was hard to believe that his mind points increased while he was fast asleep.
'Hmm, that would would if I was out cold for days… I hope that wasn't the case.' he thought as he got off his bed and walked out to the kitchen.
There, he saw Nyx and Mike cooking something in a large pot. They seemed pretty focused so Amon knocked on the door.
The two of them immediately turned around and Nyx pounced straight at him, knocking him down.
"You were out for five days!!" she yelled as she buried her face in his chest.
Amon looked at Mike as he patted her back.
"Your breathing was fine but you'd grow cockroach like antennas once in a while. Your skin would turn brown randomly and you'd also sprout wings on your back. It was extremely stressful… next time you do something weird, it'd be nice if you told us."
Amon chuckled and nodded as he glanced at Mike's shoes. He had almost jumped onto Amon and he was faster than Nyx too but he had managed to stop himself in time.
'I'm glad he did… or it would have been kinda awkward.' Amon thought as he continued patting Nyx's back, "You know, I might like this quite a bit."
"I'll stab you!" she threatened, but didn't do anything other than headbutt his chest cutely.
"Five days huh…" Amon thought as he made a guess on why his mind points had increased so much. Alas, he didn't know how much pressure Roark and his group was being subjected to for the past few days thanks to him.
He looked at Mike and glanced at the pot, "Stew?"
"Yeah, meat stew. We still have a lot of wolf meat with us." Mike replied as he went back to stirring the pot, "We didn't go out to hunt for the past five days by the way. It's risky with just the two off us."
With a nod, Amon got back up while Nyx glared at him, "You're going to have to make it up to me!"
'Looks like I might get lucky tonight…' he thought as he opened up his stream chat, curious about everyone's reactions.