Skill Activated

Kevin made his way through the dimly lit streets, the neon lights of the strip club just ahead. The excitement of the night, the lingering thoughts of Samantha, and the system's constant push forward all swirled in his mind. His pace quickened, knowing he was about to take the next step in the quest.But just as the flashing lights of the club came into view, a sudden realization hit him.

"Shit," Kevin muttered under his breath, coming to an abrupt stop. His hand flew to his pocket, patting it frantically. "I can't believe I forgot that."His ID. He had completely forgotten to bring it. Without an ID, there was no way he'd be able to get into the club. He stood there, cursing himself. It would take at least 20 minutes to get back home and grab his ID, and by then, the night might be over, or the quest might fail.He started to turn back, frustration bubbling up inside him, when suddenly, the system buzzed to life.

[Your needs have been sorted out.]

Kevin blinked as the message appeared in front of him, confused for a moment. But then, out of the air in front of him, a laminated ID card appeared, floating just above eye level.It was his ID—no, a better one, perfectly crafted to show him as a 22-year-old with a new name and all the credentials he needed to get inside the club.Kevin glanced around quickly, making sure no one saw the floating card. With a quick swipe, he grabbed it from the air and pocketed it, his heart still racing from the sudden appearance."That's convenient," he muttered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief.

The system had come through again, sorting out his problem before it even had a chance to derail the night.Entering the ClubNow equipped with his newly provided ID, Kevin strode up to the entrance of the strip club. The line outside wasn't too long, and he could hear the heavy bass of the music thumping through the walls.

The bouncer stood at the door, arms crossed, scanning the IDs of those waiting in line.When Kevin reached the front, he handed over the ID confidently, keeping his face calm. The bouncer glanced at it, then gave Kevin a brief once-over before nodding."Go on in," the bouncer said, his voice low and gruff, handing back the ID.

Kevin walked past him and into the dimly lit club, the door closing behind him. The air inside was thick with the scent of perfume and alcohol, the flashing neon lights and heavy music setting the tone for the night. He could feel the energy in the room, a mix of excitement and anticipation, as patrons filled the seats around the stage.

He found a spot near the back, trying to blend in while still keeping a clear view of the action. As he settled into his seat, the lights on the stage dimmed, and the music changed tempo, a signal that the show was about to start.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the main event!" the DJ's voice boomed over the speakers. "Get ready for a night you won't forget!"The crowd cheered, and Kevin watched as the lights focused on the center of the stage. The first performer of the night stepped into the spotlight, her movements fluid and graceful as the music swelled around her.

The crowd's energy rose with every move, and Kevin found himself drawn into the atmosphere.He leaned back in his seat, a mix of curiosity and anticipation running through him. The system had led him here for a reason, but what that reason was still remained unclear. For now, all he could do was watch and wait for the next piece of the puzzle to fall into place.

As Kevin sat back, watching the lights and listening to the thrum of the music, a new idea popped into his mind. The system had given him plenty of tools, but there was one skill he had yet to fully test—Connection.He narrowed his eyes, focusing on the dancer as she moved seductively across the stage, her every step designed to lure in the hungry gazes of the men watching. He took a deep breath, activating the Connection Skill and honing in on the dancer. He concentrated, his mind locking onto her as the system quietly hummed with power.Almost immediately, Kevin could see the shift. The girl on stage—who had been playing to the entire audience—suddenly paused. Her movements slowed, and her eyes scanned the room, as if searching for something—or someone. Then her gaze landed on him.'That's one sweet pie,' she thought, her focus narrowing in on Kevin, her expression changing subtly. The attraction was instant, and Kevin could feel it. She began descending from the stage, her eyes locked on him like a predator finding its prey.The crowd didn't seem to notice, their eyes glued to her every move. Bills were being tossed into the air like confetti, each man desperately vying for her attention, hoping she would come their way. The energy in the room spiked, a mixture of excitement, lust, and wild anticipation swirling through the air.As she stepped closer, her bra came undone in one fluid motion, causing an eruption of cheers and whistles from the audience. The men, practically turning into wild animals, were tossing more money, hands reaching out, hoping for even the briefest touch. It was chaos, and Kevin could feel the heat of the moment rising all around him.For a moment, even Kevin himself couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The girl moved with such confidence and allure, flirting with the crowd, teasing them by rubbing their chests and holding their hands. She made it look easy, as though she was in control of every man in the room.But Kevin knew better. This wasn't just her skill at work. His Connection was doing more than he realized.Still, there was a moment of doubt. The show was intense, and she was playing the crowd perfectly. 'Is the skill really working?' Kevin thought, watching as the girl teased one of the men, pressing her chest close to his face, her brown, supple breasts just inches away from him.The man's eyes were wide, hands shaking as he got closer to her, like a child staring at candy in a store window. The crowd roared in approval as she leaned down, pulling him further into her grasp.Yet, despite all the attention she gave the others, Kevin could still feel the pull of her gaze toward him. She was lingering near the men, sure, but he could sense the momentary glances in his direction, the way her body slightly shifted toward where he sat.The men were going wild—dollar bills flew everywhere. The atmosphere had become electric, even primal, as she worked her magic. Strippers rarely got this close to the crowd, Kevin knew. Normally, they would keep their distance to avoid any unwanted attention or aggressive advances from rowdy patrons. But this girl seemed different, like she had thrown the rulebook out the window.And Kevin couldn't help but smirk. He knew why