Master of Lust

Chapter 177: Empty the inventory

Chapter - 177

The girl sauntered into the room like a breeze blowing through a stuffy attic, her mere presence stirring the air and drawing every eye in the room. Even Rick, usually unfazed, couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity as she approached the professor with a polite smile, a slip of paper clasped delicately in her hand.

As she handed the paper over, Rick's interest piqued, like a detective catching wind of a new lead in a cold case. His heart skipped a beat when the professor's voice boomed out a single name, "Tyler," the syllables hanging in the air like a heavy fog.

Tyler. The name reverberated in Rick's mind, stirring up memories he'd rather forget. He'd crossed paths with Tyler before, and it hadn't ended well.

"It's him again," Rick muttered under his breath, a knot of tension tightening in his gut as he watched the scene unfold.

The professor's expression shifted, a mixture of resignation and annoyance flashing across her features as she addressed Tyler. It was clear that she did not really like the brightest star of her class being called out so suddenly. Still, she could not do nothing against Megan.

Rick saw his chance and seized it, slipping out of his seat and trailing after Tyler like a shadow in the night.

As Rick tailed Tyler and the girl across the bustling college campus, he made sure to keep a safe distance, ducking behind corners and blending in with the crowd. He knew this place like the back of his hand, having prowled its corridors before.

Navigating through the throngs of students, Rick couldn't help but feel a pang of déjà vu. The pillars, the pathways, it was all too familiar. Memories flooded back as he trailed behind Tyler, his senses sharp, his mind racing with anticipation.

Finally, they reached the section of the campus that housed the enigmatic room. Rick's heart quickened as he laid eyes on the imposing gates once again. It was like stepping back in time, the same gate, the same mystery waiting beyond.

As Tyler and the girl approached the guarded door, Rick cursed under his breath. "Damn useless guard girls. They are always standing here," he thought, frustration simmering beneath the surface. How was he supposed to slip past them and uncover the secrets hidden within?

Rick crouched low, his back pressed against the cold stone pillar, barely daring to breathe as he watched the scene unfold before him. The main doorway loomed like a portal to another world, shrouded in mystery and secrecy.

The two girls stood sentinel, their gazes scanning the surroundings with unwavering focus. They seemed oblivious to Rick's presence, their attention consumed by something deeper, something hidden.

With each step Tyler took towards the door, Rick felt a twinge of anticipation ripple through him. There was something about the exchange of glances between the girls, a flicker of recognition in their eyes, that set his senses on edge. What secrets did they share? And what role did Tyler play in all of this?

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1. Time is running faster, get some gadgets to faint these girls.

"Looks like it's time to uncover the secrets of this little gem," he mused to himself, a wicked chuckle escaping his lips as he prepared to delve deeper into the mystery that lay before him.

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The lady guards crumpled like marionettes with their strings cut, their bodies hitting the ground with a sickening thud.

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A pungent odor filled the air, seeping into the room like a toxic fog. The girls choked on the acrid scent, their senses dulled and their muscles betraying them as they succumbed to its effects. Everything around them blurred into a hazy nightmare, shadows dancing in the periphery of their vision.

Desperation clawed at them as they tried to scream for help, to alert anyone within earshot of the danger lurking outside. But their voices were feeble whispers, drowned out by the suffocating grip of the solution.

Limbs turned to jelly, balance forsaken, their minds a swirling vortex of confusion and fear. Each blink felt like an eternity, eyelids heavy as lead, struggling against the weight of unconsciousness threatening to engulf them.

With a final burst of adrenaline, they stumbled towards the door, their bodies betraying them with every step. And then, like puppets with their strings cut, they collapsed onto the unforgiving ground, their chests heaving with the effort to breathe in a world spinning out of control.

Rick's ingenious plan had worked like a charm. With a satisfied smirk, he glanced back at the two unconscious guards slumped outside the sealed gates, proof of his success. They were out cold, thanks to his makeshift anesthesia.

He leaned in closer to the door, his eyes narrowing as he tried to peer through the keyhole. Squinting and contorting his face into a determined expression, he strained to make out the scene inside. But it was all a blur, like trying to watch TV through a thick fog.

"Damn it!" Rick muttered under his breath, frustration bubbling up inside him. He tapped his foot impatiently, his mind racing for a solution. If only he could get a clearer view of what was happening on the other side.

Then, like a lightbulb flickering on in a dark room, an idea struck him. "Maybe the system can help," he mused aloud, the words barely escaping his lips before the holographic interface blinked into existence before him. But as he tried to access it, he cursed inwardly. "Useless right now," he grumbled, realizing it wasn't going to be of any help in this situation.

Like a desperado eyeing the last bullet in his gun, Rick turned his attention back to his inventory. And there it was, gleaming like a beacon of hope amidst the chaos: the Shadow Skill step. It had been gathering dust, untouched, but now seemed like the perfect time to unleash its potential.

The System update was something that has helped him empty is inventory. So without wasting any time he grabbed the Shadow Skill card.

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