Fael School.
The weather was rainy, holding a black umbrella in one hand and a book in the other, Max wore his dark blue jacket cap and headphones. But, he wasn't worried about the classical music playing softly, but rather, about the warning that appeared on his retina.
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'Confirm.'
[Login was successful. Congratulations, you got the following features: $10,000; (3) Bronze Card; (1) Silver Card.]
While all this was happening, Max read a few pages of the book in his hand, which is equivalent to 2,000 words.
'Open Newbie Charter.'
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'Status?'
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The thought of wanting to see statuses caused a window of information to pop up on his retina.
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Taking a deep breath. Max closed his eyes slowly and opened them.
"What is this stench?"
"Creed! Did someone shit their pants?!"
People start to walk away from Max as they look at him strangely.
That's when Max realized that he was the one that was getting the bad odor.
'Why is this bad smell coming from me?'
Before wanting to test more of the system stuff, Max ran. He needed to get to his apartment soon.
When he arrives at the apartment, he just yells "I'm back" and goes straight to the bathroom.
Max does not live alone, his 17-year-old friend Isabela shared an apartment with him.
When he came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, Isabela wasn't surprised. She smiled at him and said: "We should go out and celebrate the end of the exams, what do you think about going to karaoke? Some friends of mine are going and invited me."
His friend Isabella's emphatic statement was not surprising. She was always willing to go out and celebrate, even the most insignificant things. He always considered it part of her charm.
If it were before, Max would refuse, he doesn't even have money left to buy a simple orange juice, but after the appearance of the system, money was not lacking.
'By the way, how do I withdraw this money?'
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A little surprised, Max swallowed his doubt, and in his mind, he said, 'Yes.'
A coin-dropping sound came from his smartphone and he went to check.
[You added money: 125,020 dollars]
Max felt his heart pounding, he never had so much money in his life. Taking a deep breath, he tries to calm down.
"Come on, Isabela." Max nodded and added, "I'm going to change clothes and I'll be right back."
The positive answer surprised Isabela, she asked out of politeness, as she 'knew he would refuse like every other time, but did she also notice that he was a little prettier? She blushed when she saw him walk away, if it was before she didn't care, but now, somehow, it felt warm to see him half-naked.
Isabella looked beautiful in a lime green dress, it didn't look expensive, but it looked incredibly beautiful on her curvy body. She was young so she didn't need heavy makeup, just a little, as she felt powerful in red lipstick.
Max left the room. He was wearing his best outfit, which wasn't up to much. A pair of jeans with black sneakers, and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
If it had been before, he wouldn't have attracted attention, but now, wearing this white t-shirt with two open buttons, he was incredibly seductive.
Even so, Isabela didn't refrain from taking a second look.
"You are handsome." She smiled.
"Haha, thanks." Max laughed and said looking her up and down, "You look amazing."
Isabella gives a shy smile and starts to leave.
Max opened a book and began to read as he walked Isabela out of the apartment.
Isadora got used to that kind of behavior from him, and that's why she didn't care. In fact, she already thought it was a miracle he had agreed to go out today.
They went downstairs and smiled at the doorman as he opened the door for them.
As soon as they stepped outside, they were enveloped in the smells and noises of the road.
Ricardo, the other doorman, greeted them by taking off his cap.
"Good night, Max and Isabela. Are you going to need a taxi tonight?"
"Yeah," Isabella replied.
In a few minutes, the taxi arrived. Max and Isabela entered.
'Can I see Isabela's information?'
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In his retina, this information appeared. 'If it's 1 to 100. She's pretty tall looking, favoritism 50... I don't know how high that can be, but it should be at friend level?'
The more he thought – the more interested he became.