[x1 Skill Upgrade Delivered]
John smirked and brought up the system interface. The Cuck Leader quest was still ongoing, meaning he could obtain more Skill Upgrades by stealing more women from Adam. He brought up his system status and frowned.
[John Sarack]
[Age: 21]
[Strength: 23.9]
[Vitality: 17.1]
[Agility: 13]
[Energy: 12.3]
[Skills: Quiet Steps (C), Critical Hit (F), Shockwave (E), Love Meter, Appraisal (B), Shadow Claw (D)]
[Skill Borrowing: Muscle Strengthening (E), Strength Buff (E)]
No new skills have been added to the borrowed list. Which meant that the system did not acknowledge Laura as stolen. His eyes narrowed into slits and he glared at Laura.
"So, do you want to come with me to my base?"
"I will not come. I’m sorry."
"Why is that? I thought you wanted to free yourself from him."
"I can’t leave the others. If you can free the other girls, only then I will come with you."
John felt compelled to help her, which made him wonder, was Laura using a skill on him? Some kind of hypnosis or thought control? He wouldn’t normally care about helping someone that much. But as always, John wouldn’t dwell on this. Eventually, her Skill would show up on his list of borrowed skills and he would know. John’s icy glare fixed on Laura and he stepped closer, his focused gait made Laura step back unconsciously.
"Laura," he growled, "I’m not like Adam, but I’m not someone you can mess around with. You would do well to remember that."
Laura gulped, his intensity was unnerving. The words got caught in her throat and she stood there, frozen.
"Do you have A-comms?"
Laura nodded, still hesitant to speak up. John got her contact and told her to call him if something happened and to answer as soon as he called.
"I’ll be back," John said as he activated his camouflage coat and disappeared from her sight.
Laura was left with a sinking feeling in her stomach. She was afraid of John, but not as much as she was afraid of Adam. She had seen Adam’s ruthlessness first-hand, and she knew that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone who got in his way. But there was something different about John.
A part of her longed to be free, to escape Adam’s clutches and live her own life. But the reality of her situation was that she had no choice but to stay. She couldn’t leave her friends alone with Adam, who knew what he would do.
As John slipped away from the hospital, he thought about the inevitable clash with the Luminars. If what Nova said was true, they would not sit still and allow humanity to get comfortable. They would make things difficult and many of them would die. He had to get stronger and fortify his base.
Half an hour later, he reached the unfinished road and continued his efforts to connect the power plant with their base. As the sun began to set, he returned to the camp and continued working the next day. It took him a full two days to finish the road and several outposts, but these outposts and the power plant needed to be reinforced, which he could only do with materials from monster corpses, but he needed a break, he had been working nonstop for days.
He walked towards their base’s lounge and sprawled on the couch.
John’s eyes were drawn to the ceiling fan, its blades slowly spinning, a reminder of the simpler times. The room was large and spacious, with a long wooden table and a few couches. The walls were painted a light beige, and the windows were framed with heavy curtains. The lights were dim, and the air was cool and crisp.
Jolene entered the room, her eyes bright and alert. She had been training with Stephanie, and her muscles were visibly toned.
"Hello, John," she said as she took a seat beside him.
"Hello, Jolene."
John remembered he had not fully taken Jolene away from Eric and he was not done with his revenge against him, either. Just then, the system’s notification chimed:
[Continue Your Revenge]
[Quest: Torment your former bully. Fuck his woman in front of him.]
[Reward: Haze Veil (C) Skill]
John’s lips tugged into a smile and dismissed the notification.
"Where is Eric?" John asked, his gaze fixed on the woman.
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"He’s on a scout mission. He should be coming back soon," Jolene said, her tone hesitant, as if she was expecting something from John.
John smirked, "have you ended things with him, yet?"
"I haven’t, but I’m going to tell him today. With all that’s been going on, we haven’t had time to speak."
"Good, but don’t worry. You won’t have to say anything," John said with a mischievous grin.
"What do you mean?"
"You’ll see."
John stood up and extended his hand. Jolene took it, and they made their way to Jolene’s bedroom. With the base now expanded, most people had their own bedrooms.
John opened the door for Jolene and sealed the door shut behind him. The room was small, but cosy, with a queen-sized bed, a dresser, and a desk.
Jolene sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes fixed on John’s face. John smiled and leaned forward, his lips barely an inch away from hers. He cupped her chin and stared into her eyes.
"Have you missed your master?"
"Yes, I have," Jolene replied, her voice barely a whisper.
John’s hand moved down her neck, tracing the curves of her body and landing on her supple breasts. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed them gently, his fingers rubbing against her erect nipples.
"Oh, master," Jolene gasped, her body trembling with anticipation.
John leaned in and kissed her lips, his tongue dancing across hers. He savoured the taste of her, her lips soft and inviting.
Jolene felt her heart race, her mind clouded with lust. She was powerless against his touch, his body pressed against hers.
"Please, master," she pleaded, her voice husky and filled with need.
"Don’t worry, I’ll give you everything you want."