Kapitel 18: University (1)

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Chapter 18

"Mr. Conner, I hope you understand that you are a dropout and you are only here thanks to your father's influence. The dean may have agreed to your admission but I and the rest of the staff don't." Mac started by giving me a simple overview. I could understand where he was going with this.

Errand boy. That's what they intend to turn me into. They wanted me to help the teachers to accept me. Which would be a very difficult task. If I were to refuse, there was nothing he would be able to do about it because I still had my father to back me up.

He was taking a chance.

"Now me and the rest of the professors have decided that you would be helping us with simple tasks for extra credit after classes. There are five courses including a lab which means that every day after classes, you will be spending one hour helping the teachers with their tasks. Do you have any questions?" He ended his bit and asked.

He would be the greatest idiot in history if he thought that I was going to agree to that. However, I was going to agree to that. Why? Well, that's why.

[A chain quest has arrived]

[Model student]

[Grade: C]

[Task: Help the teachers every day after classes for four weeks]

[Reward: For each task completed, 10% EXP]

[Punishment: None]

Although there was no reprucussions if I were to decline, the reward was just too much. A 200% EXP reward meant a whopping 2 levels. Right now, I needed the levels the most and that was why I was going to do a multitude of things at home since that's where the quests started.

But I couldn't refuse this quest either because two levels were a luxury right now.

"Understood," I simply replied.

Mac was a little taken aback as he didn't expect me to agree but since I was, there was no other happy scenario for them. What they wanted was simple. Order around the prince of the Sapphire City. That was a satisfaction, not even the dean had.

"Great. You can start Monday," He said and busied himself back to his work.

I stood up and left. Today was Friday and tomorrow was the weekend. I also needed to check out the ways to make a quick buck so I was glad I didn't have to 'Work' today.

I left for the rest of my classes that ended a little after noon. After that, I left the building and made my way to the car park. Just as I was about to reach for the door of my car, I heard a voice full of mockery, "Man, in which museum can I find such a piece of antique."

I turned around to look at some stupid jocks. Stupid, because I used to be one of them as well. So I knew the best course of action was to let this go so I intended to turn around and leave after a quick glance but the jock looked at me with a cold look and said, "What are you looking at, old man?"

Old man? Well, technically he was right. I heard some snickers and still decided to be the bigger person and let it go. I was about to enter my car when a basketball struck the front of the car.

Now that does it.

I turned around and walked over to the kid who was laughing along with a few of his friends. Seeing me walk over to them, they said, "Ohhhhhh~~~ Scary~~~~"

They had never seen something truly 'Scary', hence why their actions. There was only one way to tame these brats. Break them. Thoroughly.

"You got a problem?" I asked the blonde Jock who was at least half a foot larger in height than me.

"You tell me that, old man." He said, menacingly.

"Once or twice was okay but now you're just making my mood bad," I said.

"What are you going to do about it?" He asked, mocking me by waving his face in front of me.

I smiled and simply placed my hand on his shoulder before he could tell and before he could react, I pushed him down on the asphalt, banging his knees on it while digging into his shoulder with my hand.

"Ahhhh!!!!!" He screamed in pain like a girl, or even worse than a girl.

"Ah-ta-ta." His buddies were about to join but before they could, I decided to show them some mercy and warned them. They were wise enough to heed my advice unlike this jock or it could have been that the screams of the blonde jock were a motivation.

"Now when you do something wrong," I said while tightening my grip on the jock and added, "You apologize."

"What do you do?" I asked, leaning in a little while increasing the pressure which induced a lot more screams from the jock. He had wet his pants if it was any indication of the wetness at his crotch.

Since he wasn't answering, I decided to increase the pressure even more.

"APO! APOLOGIZEEEEE!!!!" He struggled to say but he did when I lowered the pressure a little.

"And…" I said as I once again increased the pressure.

"I'M SORRYYYYYYEEEEE!!!" He once again replied between shouts of pain so I let go of him. As soon as I did, he fell on the ground and grabbed his shoulder with his other hand while he rolled on the ground in pain. He wasn't playing basketball tomorrow.

"Anyone else wants to be him?" I asked.

No one said anything but that was the answer enough. I nodded and turned to my car. I got into it this time and left the university grounds.

I didn't go home but headed to the downtown once again. This time though, to a shady part of the town.

Although Sapphire City was a great city, it wasn't a clean city in the least. Like every city, it had a dark side of the city. Although Mom and Dad made sure none of us got in contact with this side of the city, I, being as rebellious as ever, definitely ventured to this part of the city.

This was the memorable place that popped my druggie cherry. I got into contact with the world of drugs from this place.

I stopped in front of a rundown apartment building and entered through the front door. I approached the man at the desk and said, "I want to participate in tonight's event."

He looked at me for a second before he said, "Which event? There is a friendly event, a rivalry event, and a card game event."

Friendly meant a fight, rivalry meant a distribution cycle of drugs, and the one who does that the most get most of the money, and finally, the card game meant gambling.

"Friendly event," I said.

Delivering drugs was dangerous because that meant leaving the establishment. The police were often outside, trying to get their hands on someone, and as for gambling, I didn't have enough money to participate so that only left me with one option.

"Very well," He said before he took out a clipboard and asked for my name, "Cole," I lied, obviously. He knew that too because no one was sane enough to give their name here. There were no cameras here because of the operations they ran so the only way to track someone was through a name. It wasn't a great lead, but it helped narrow a few things down.

"Alright," He said. That was all he asked for, my name. probably because he knew the rest of the information I would give would also be fake, "There is a ten-dollar registration fee."

I gave him the only twenty dollar bill I had which he took and said, "And there is the ten dollar tax."

There wasn't. But I couldn't do anything here. I needed to participate and earn at least a thousand. I couldn't risk that for ten dollars.

I will get back what was mine though. Either in material or in blood but I will let it go for now.

"Come back at eight," He said. It was still only one so I had a full seven hours at my disposal. I didn't go home though. I went to my car and entered it. then I simply went to sleep, putting my phone on silent and setting an alarm for seven thirty. I wasn't tired but I didn't want to waste the gas as well by going home and then coming back.

I didn't have money for a refill and I never as hell would ask my mother or father for it. I mean, with how old I was, it was awkward as hell so no matter how much of a thick skin I grew, I wasn't going to ask my parents for gas money.

I didn't have much problem going to sleep and the next time my eyes opened, it was from the vibrations from my phone.