Chapter 13: Was This a System Bug?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"There seems to be something wrong with this system..."
Alvin pretended that nothing had happened as he complained in his heart.
Just now, he had accidentally mentioned his ex-girlfriend, causing Aurelia to be a little unhappy. As a result, her favorability instantly dropped by 10 points to 90 points.
Then, Alvin displayed his intelligence and wisdom to lavish praise and compliments on her and increased her favorability by 10 points.
In the end, this process allowed Alvin to receive a reward.
His strength attribute had now reached 340 points.
"Hiss."
Alvin knew what this meant.
It meant that if he wanted to continue increasing his strength attribute, he had to first make Aurelia angry to lower her favorability. And then, he had to think of a way to get it back. During the process of increasing the favorability, he would be rewarded.
Was this a system bug?
And it was so difficult!
It was like dancing on a tightrope!
Alvin didn't find it difficult to make people angry.
But the problem was if it was overplayed and Aurelia couldn't help but punch him, wouldn't he die a miserable death?
Alvin calmed down and decided to think about it later.
Now that they had finished their breakfast, it was time to return the car.
The Bugatti Veyron was parked in the community's public parking lot.
As soon as he entered, Alvin smelled an unpleasant smell as if something had mixed with engine oil for a long time.
It was a dark and damp parking lot. The load-bearing pillars placed in such an environment all year round were like being soaked in water. A large part of the wall finishes had fallen off to the ground. No one had swept it away, and car after a had run over it. It had already fused into the ground like skin ringworm.
Most of the nearby residents chose to live here for economic reasons. In terms of design or construction, the parking lot only projected cheapness.
However, Aurelia did not express any dissatisfaction about this. Instead, she breathed in gently as if she was breathing in the fresh air. "Ah, it's nostalgic."
Alvin did not think that there was anything nostalgic about this smell. If he had money, he would definitely not choose this parking lot. However, in reality, a slightly more decent neighborhood was not something that his current salary could afford.
Thinking of this, Alvin shook his head self-deprecatingly. He was still thinking about his salary? Now that he did not have a job, he would probably have to rely on Aurelia to support him when he used up his limited savings.
The Bugatti Veyron was parked in the corner, in stark contrast to the other cars.
The owners of the cars passing by were all shocked by the luxury car. After all, it was not common to see such a luxury car in this dirty parking lot.
It was as dazzling as a brand new space shuttle in a recycling station.
Thinking of this, Alvin felt regret.
He felt that it was a mistake to park the car here.
It was too ostentatious. The living conditions of his neighbors were mostly not satisfactory. Otherwise, they would not have chosen to live here.
Wouldn't it be troublesome if someone with bad intentions saw a luxury car in this parking lot and secretly took off the wheels to sell?
With this in mind, Alvin came to the car.
He saw a person.
That person was squatting under the car door holding something in his hand. He was about to slap it onto the car window.
"What are you doing?"
Alvin shouted. At the same time, he saw clearly what that person was holding.
It was a ceramic fragment of a spark plug.
This thing could easily shatter the car window. It was a tool usually used by some thieves to open the car window and steal things.
The thief was shocked and almost fell to the ground.
However, the thief looked at Alvin up and down and suddenly smiled.
"Brother, do you want to join me? Help me keep watch and I'll give you a portion when I'm done."
In the thief's eyes, Alvin was totally a poor man.
The suit on his body looked decent, but when one looked carefully, one would find out it was a wholesale standard suit that was not worth much.
There was no decent accessory on his body, and both of his wrists were empty.
It was obvious that he was a resident of the neighborhood, and also a very poor one.
The thief was a resident of the neighborhood. He had a legitimate job, but the income from that job was really small. Thus he had to find some 'extra income'.
Poor places and public order-disorder generally appeared together, so the thief could usually easily get away with it.
And even if the owner called the police, they often couldn't catch him.
This wasn't because he was good at avoiding detection, but because the amount was too small and the priority of the case was too low.
The truth was, he couldn't steal much money normally because the people around here didn't have any savings or other valuable things.
Thus when he passed by the underground garage, this luxury car immediately caught his attention.
He only recognized that it was a Bugatti series car through the logo, but he didn't know the exact model.
But this was not important. What was important was that there might be many valuable things in the car.
There might be a lady's bag, a lipstick, or something of the sort.
The things that could be placed in such a luxury car, even if it was not cash but just some daily necessities, would definitely be worth a lot if they were sold.
As for who the owner of this car was?
That was not something he should be concerned about. Perhaps he was here to visit his family in this apartment? Or to hook up with girls?
However, this car was pink. Perhaps he was here to hook up with guys...
In short, the man in front of him wearing a cheap suit was definitely not the owner of the car.
With this thought in mind, he applied the principle of 'whoever sees it will have a share' and invited Alvin to join in the theft.
Alvin took a deep breath and slowly said.
"So, what are you doing besides my car?"
"Ah?"
Only then did the thief realize that the man in front of him was the car owner.
It took him two seconds to accept this fact because the man in front of him did not look like he was rich no matter how he looked at him.
What changed his mind was a woman who suddenly popped her head out.
The woman was wearing a slim coat. Her figure was perfect, and her temperament was different from that of ordinary people. She was so beautiful that it was obvious she was not someone who should stay in this neighborhood. Standing next to the man, she looked very familiar.
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