God-Tier Like System
The system must have built a connection between Christopher and 10-second Instant Pot just now. One day ago, he was connected to Mind Space Storage and there was a clear difference between those two feelings. He could easily tell them apart, as it wasn’t hard to use them with his consciousness. After that, he used his awareness to operate the Ultra Duplicator. This time, he couldn’t see where the golden lights shot out from as they had now engulfed the 10-second Instant Pot. The moment he saw the golden lights, he immediately controlled the pot with his consciousness. A few seconds later, the pot broke into three parts—one of them was the original one while the other two were the copies. He needed exactly two copies. One of them would be placed in The Serenade and the other would be in the Thumbs-Up Restaurant. After Brandon had taken over his company, Christopher would produce more of such pots. Anyway, he could destroy the copies at any moment. Without him, the copies would cease to function. Even if their business rivals stole the pots from them, the items would be useless to them.As for the original 10-second Instant Pot, he’d keep it in the Interdimensional Cookware Storage Bag. Apart from him, no one would know where the real thing was. Once Christopher was done with all these, he drove his Ferrari to The Serenade. Upon arriving at his destination, he exited his car. However, before he entered The Serenade, he saw that a middle-aged person was surrounded by a group of thugs at the end of a long line. The line was long, so they were quite far away from The Serenade. This was also quite a remote and deserted place. When those thugs surrounded the middle-aged man, hardly anyone could see what they were doing. Even if there were passersby, they’d quickly leave the place as they were worried that those thugs would find fault with them. By then, they’d be the ones to suffer the consequences. Upon closer inspection, Christopher realized that there was a mole on the middle-aged man’s face and there was a strand of hair on the mole that was two to three centimeters long. The man’s build wasn’t strong and he was shorter than 170 centimeters. The man was clad in pretty expensive clothes and he appeared to have an arrogant gaze. Staring coldly at these thugs who had come out from nowhere, he uttered, “How dare you try to rob me! I’m the director of Public Housing Administration in Brentwood City and I’m responsible for all the housing transactions and relocation management. If you dare to rob me, I’ll tell my people to demolish your houses!” The middle-aged man with a mole on his face stared at those thugs with a slightly flustered and anxious expression. With his finger pointing at them, it was as though he couldn’t wait to send them all to the police station. “Tsk. We’re so afraid now. My legs are trembling and my hands are out of my control.” The thug at the front was tall and burly. His left ear was much larger than that of most people and there was a silver ear stud on it. With both hands tucked in his pockets, he looked coldly at the man and grinned. Upon hearing what the man with the ear stud had said, the other thugs started guffawing. The director of Public Housing Administration in Brentwood City? Who is he fooling? Most directors have bodyguards around them. They wouldn’t walk around this kind of remote place on their own. This guy with a mole on his face should have told a more convincing lie at the very least. A glint flashed across the middle-aged man’s gaze, as if he was trying to come up with a plot. Then, he uttered coldly, “Since you’re afraid, f*ck off now. I have important matters to attend to.”Slap! The thug with the ear stud directly slapped the man and landed a kick on him with his right foot, causing the man to groan in pain and collapse onto the ground. With his hands covering his stomach, he kept yelling in pain. “Damn it! Since I was young, no one has dared to tell me to f*ck off besides my brother. Who do you think you are? How dare you tell me to f*ck off! Don’t you know I’m the famous Big-Ear around here? If you don’t give us 10,000, don’t even think about leaving!” The thug called Big-Ear then spat a mouthful of phlegm at the middle-aged man and sneered. Christopher watched the sight and helplessly shook his head. There were recently quite many thugs in Brentwood City and he couldn’t believe that such a thing was happening near The Serenade, which was terrible news for the restaurant. These thugs must have seen that The Serenade recently had many customers, so they wanted to intercept these people who were on their way to the restaurant. Since it was a rather remote place, it was a suitable location for them to rob the unsuspecting. Nevertheless, Christopher didn’t intend to put up with them. If he didn’t solve this problem, more of their customers would come across this kind of incident in the future. Without a doubt, they would have fewer customers and the Thumbs-Up points he received would decrease as well. At the thought of the consequences if he didn’t take any action, he took a deep breath. Just when he was about to confront these thugs and teach them a lesson, he saw a sight that would stun him. Whoosh! The middle-aged man, who was covering his stomach, suddenly grabbed a handful of sand with both hands and hurled it at those people. At that instant, the sand came into contact with all of their eyes, forcing them to close their eyes as they bellowed. Following that, the middle-aged man quickly rose to his feet and pushed away those thugs, whose eyes had been hurt with the sand, before he ran for his life. “Help me! They’re trying to rob me!” As the man ran, he caught a glimpse of Christopher in front of him. At that instant, he appeared ecstatic as he shouted for help, but when he was about to reach Christopher, an accident happened. Thump! Big-Ear suddenly picked up a stone from the ground. After his ear had moved a bit, he aimed at the middle-aged man’s thigh and hurled it at him. The stone landed right on target. Upon seeing that, Christopher was surprised, as he didn’t expect that Big-Ear was pretty skillful. Although he couldn’t open his eyes, he could still accurately hit the middle-aged man with a stone. “Ahhhh!” The moment the middle-aged man was struck with the stone, his thigh immediately started to bleed. Following that, he collapsed to the ground as his face was buried in the sand and caused it to rise in the air. At this moment, he couldn’t even move a muscle. “Damn it! How dare you make a sneak attack on me!” At that instant, Big-Ear could slightly open his eyes. When he saw the middle-aged man lying on the ground, his expression darkened. After that, he picked up a stone that was as large as two fists combined before walking up to the middle-aged man with a sneer. The middle-aged man’s expression was transformed by fear as he pleaded with Christopher to save him. However, seeing how unfeeling Christopher appeared, the middle-aged man turned pale. On the other hand, Big-Ear gave Christopher a dismissive look before shifting his attention to the middle-aged man. After that, he tried to smash the stone at the middle-aged man. Just when he was about to hit his target, a fair hand suddenly appeared and grabbed his wrist. At the same time, an impassive voice could be heard saying, “This isn’t somewhere you can make a scene.”
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