Chapter 71 - Neurons

Warm water poured over the sweating bodies.

Chiquita, Jack and Valmet were sitting with their backs to the wall, their eyes closed.

Flushed faces, heavy breathing and slight convulsions in women.

Jack didn't know how much time had passed.

I didn't know how many times he came and how many times he brought the girls to orgasm.

The only thing I knew was that he had given his all.

And he succeeded...

The task "Playing with Amazons" Is completed!

Goal: Satisfy and exhaust Valmet and Chiquita in the shower.

Reward: Increased Intelligence by one, Increased Libido by two units.

- "Great..." — Jack smiled wearily, quickly opening the status

The System of Evil

Specifications

Strength - [12]

240↑

Agility - [10]

200↑

Survivability - [10]

200↑

Perception - [15]

300↑

Mind - [15]

300↑

Will - [17]

340↑

Libido - [23]

460↑

Evil Points - [306]

Tasks

"Cowboy"

Goal: To complete the Revi training and impress with its results

Reward: Agility increases by two values

"Sweet Revenge"

Goal: Kill Qian Dongei

Reward: Increase of the "Survivability" trait by three units

"Dragon Fighter"

Objective: The destruction of the Dongfang Long Triad on the territory of Ruanapur

Reward: Modifier [Concentration - Level 1]

Modifiers

Unshakable Mind - [Ur - MAX]

The Devil's Body - [Ur - MAX]

Polyglot - [Ur - 1] [500↑]

Body Control - [Ur - 2] [5000↑]

Velvet Leather - [Ur - MAX]

Belial's Eyes - [Ur - 1] [5000↑]

- "So, it turns out I got two hundred and eighty points..."

- "Yes, you're good. I did my best."

- "There's some kind of bonus, right? Because otherwise I couldn't score so many points. Even with a Balalaika it was less..."

If the guy hadn't found out during intercourse that Chiquita was infertile, and Valmet was taking birth control pills for hormonal reasons, he would have thought about the obvious, but no.

- "There is, after all, you were not with one woman, but with two at the same time, and you had fun not at all "childish", so that's something like that."

Jack nodded mentally and raised his Mind by one more.

Thus, he increased this trait by two units in such a short period of time.

The changes were still the same. Increased body coordination, accelerated thoughts, clearer memory.

The body began to respond even better to the commands of the brain.

The adoption of 'decisions' in the body accelerated, which accelerated various other chemical reactions in the body, whether it was the regeneration or restoration of hearing after stunning, the speed of reaction and reflexes.

As for the reaction speed and reflexes, they were not much improved, since now Perception was one less than the Mind.

The effectiveness of physical training was increased, since the creation of muscle fibers and their further strengthening also depended on the speed of biochemical reactions of the body.

All of the above was mainly the result of the strengthening of neurons and neurotransmitters, as well as an increase in their number in the body.

Together, these useful guys were responsible for sleep, attention and concentration, of course, memory and reaction to danger.

They were responsible for motor functions, muscle contraction, hormones, and even mental behavior.

It would not be a lie to say that together with the brain, they represent the basis of the body.

That is why, after such a strengthening, Jack immediately noticed many improvements in the whole body.

Of course, Libido was also increased, but the only changes that he noticed were the newly rising penis, although he knew that with this improvement, testosterone also increased, and hence the effectiveness of his Strength training.

Clenching his fist a couple of times, Jack smiled and closed his eyes to notice the revenge plan.

So he sat there until the women walked away from their rodeo to the end.

Chiquita opened her eyes and giggled — M~m, it was something... Now it's clear why Balalaika doesn't want to let you go so much. Exhausting the two of us is a feat.

Jack smiled calmly — Maybe I should put a monument here, in the shower?

Valmet smiled, opening her eyes — Yes, a monument where you heroically stand with a member in plain sight. A good idea.

— No, it's bad. — Chiquita waved her hand lazily — Then the girls will not be kicked out of the shower.

Then Chiquita looked at the guy's slowly rising penis and shook her head impressed — Are you laughing?

- what?

— Is it not enough for you?.. — the woman said, not believing herself

— Probably... Jack smiled wryly in response

— And after that, will you still say that one can be enough for you? — Chiquita said with disbelief, putting a tired hand on the guy's penis — Yes, it looks like a whole platoon is needed here.

Valmet smiled wearily, looking at the woman — A platoon of nymphomaniacs hungry for a young member?

— Exactly! — Chiquita shook her finger with a grin, and then removed her hand from the penis — Okay, I'm done.

— Giving up? Jack chuckled, raising an eyebrow

— Fuck you. — the woman smiled weakly, getting to her feet — You've been driving me like this. Go to a brothel if it's not enough for you... Oh, you live in it... that's even better.

— Yeah. — Chiquita waved her hand, going to the locker room — You're a demon, no other way.

Jack smiled tightly and looked at Valmet.

The girl got up slowly.

— And you?

— And I'm all the more so. — she shook her head with a satisfied smile — I'm not sure, but you seem to have torn me up a little...

— There was no blood... — Jack frowned

— Well, then I stretched or rubbed it unnecessarily. We didn't have lube. I need to rest for at least a week now.

The girl took a few steps, and her strange gait was very noticeable —...maybe I'll go to the gynecologist.

Five seconds later, Jack was left alone in the shower with a face full of doubt.

"Well, you really are a demon. Knocked all the strength out of them." — playing with his eyebrows, Gunther said

- "I don't want to hear it from you at all." — Jack grumbled in response, getting to his feet

...

Jack was coming out of the locker room, flanked by Valmet and Chiquita.

The women clung to him like contented, well-fed cats.

That's how they came across Coco, who was standing in the corridor, leaning her back against the wall, smiling mysteriously.

— Oh, Coco... Jack said, and under her gaze could not help but be embarrassed, blushing a little.

Coco's grin grew even wider as she shifted her gaze from his face to Valmet's strange gait — I see the training was successful.

— Ahem, yes. He nodded, making the girls smile

— It looks like there were some injuries, right, Valmet? Coco raised an eyebrow, squinting

- yes. — the girl smiled wryly — During the main exercise it turned out that I was... not enough... experienced? And as a result, I got a small injury.

Coco's eyes sparkled—That's how it is... Well, never mind, we'll take you to the doctor and soon you'll be as good as new.

Chiquita shook her head, a greasy look forcing Jack to purse his lip in slight embarrassment— I don't think so. We trained long and hard. So much energy, so much... the desire to train, that we overdid it. I think Valmet will be recovering for a week.

Coco was slightly surprised, opening her eyes a little wider and looking at Jack, that he could not find a place for himself in this company of women — Even so? Maybe I should... join the next extra workout?

— Kha! — Jack choked on saliva, inhaling unsuccessfully from surprise — Kha-kha-kha, as you wish. — he squeezed out

Coco lifted the corner of her mouth, and her pose became more interested — I'm interested in your opinion.

— Well, I... don't mind. Jack gasped, looking at her, and then his breath caught in his throat.

Coco's eyes seemed to light up at this answer.

It was so obvious that the girl liked the answer...

— I'll think about it. — Coco winked, and then clapped her hands a couple of times — So! We have a deal coming up. Sorry, Jack, but...

— Nothing, nothing! — he raised his hands — I also have to go already.

Coco nodded and turned towards her room.

Valmet and Chiquita took a step behind the Boss, but then, as if sensing each other's thoughts, they turned and kissed the guy on the lips, each from their own side.

Pulling away with a grin, Chiquita said hoarsely — We are waiting for the next training session. Valmet, apparently, is temporarily out, so I dare to withstand the onslaught of your lust alone.

"I doubt you'll make it.".. Jack smiled weakly with a teasing look

— Is this a challenge? Chiquita squinted

— Who knows? Jack smiled a little wider

Valmet, looking at them, shook her head — Let's go. You're already starting to lose your head...

Chiquita shifted her gaze to her and, coming up, offered her friend a shoulder — Well, you have to admit, with such a man you can lose your head, huh?

Valmet smiled sweetly as they walked, looking at Jack with her only eye as they walked away — It's possible, but it's better to do it all at once, not one at a time. Still, we still have Coco. the girl added softly

— If you look at it like that, then yes.

In turn, Jack smiled tightly and sighed, watching the two Amazons leave —"Okay, I have things to do too."

...

After a while, Jack was standing on the street looking at an interesting-looking store.

Through the windows, you could see a variety of guns placed from a pistol to a shotgun.

After standing for a while longer, Jack went inside.

The door opened with a pleasant ringing of the bell, notifying the seller of the arrival of the client.

The man behind the counter immediately caught my eye.

About thirty years old, well-groomed. With a small goatee, mustache and a shock of black hair, neatly combed to the left side.

After looking around a bit, Jack headed towards the man.

The man who had been calmly reading the newspaper looked up and, a little surprised by the appearance of the buyer, said — Hello, guy. Need a gun to protect the lady of the heart?

— Not really. Jack smiled softly, holding out his hand.

The man shook hands and raised an eyebrow— You?

— No, that is, the store is called 'Ben's Guns" and me...

The man smiled — Yes, I understood everything. Joke. No, I'm not Ben. My name is Anastasia or just Anas. The store is named after my old man.

— Jack. — the guy nodded in response

—Well, what are you looking for, Jack?" Anas tilted his head to the side

— I heard they make weapons to order here...

— Not really. — the man smiled - We get high-quality trunks, including rare ones, and then we alter them according to the whims of the customer. We put new, higher-quality parts and simply customize the weapon to the owner. I warn you right away, it's an expensive pleasure, but it's worth it. We also repair guns and other things.

Jack calmly asked — Do you only deal with guns?

— Hmm... — he tapped his fingers on the Anas counter with a fraction — In more detail.

— Let's say if I wanted to buy a bulletproof vest or grenades...

— Oh, it's possible. — Anas nodded - We are also doing this, although everyone comes here only for guns. Usually the local people are not very interested in this.

- why? — Jack was a little embarrassed

— Well... in everyday life, this is not worn, but this is Ruanapur, it would be worth wearing this all the time. — Anas shrugged his shoulders — That's why everyone prefers to do without armor and live every day as if it were the last.

— I see.

— So you need armor?

— Yes, but more on that later. — Jack shook his head — I would like a new gun for myself.

The man nodded— Which one?

— FN Five-seveN. — looking into the eyes of the seller, Jack said

Anas blinked several times and squinted — An interesting request. The gun is rare. Very rare indeed. It can be said that it was only recently developed. The caliber it feeds on is unique and not cheap. Why would you do that? It's better to take something nine-millimeter or forty-five ACP...

Jack squinted a little — Do you ask everyone like that?

Anas smiled easily — No, but you're not 'everything', right? This caliber is unnecessary for ordinary needs, as it is intended for the destruction of armored targets. You're not going to go to war against the police, right?

—No," Jack said calmly

— Okay. — Anas clapped with a slight smile — If anything, I'll find out about your affairs on the news. This is my first time selling this barrel, so I can easily recognize its unique caliber in news reports.

Jack didn't answer that.

— And so... you want me to work on this barrel, right? Otherwise, you would have gone to the 'Church of Violence" for a gun.

— It is.

— I'm listening. Anas lowered his gaze, taking out a notebook and pen from under the counter