Chapter 4: Canister
Getting back on my mattress, I was greatly disgusted by the state both it was in and the blankets/pillows were in. For right now I had to deal with it until I had time to clean up a little and buy a new mattress alongside some pillows. Either that or move into a new apartment and try to start this new life over. Eventually after much trying I went to sleep in the disgusting excuse for a bed, but for right, it was all I had.
That night, I dreamt of nothing, no pleasant dreams, no nightmares, just complete and utter emptiness. I was probably too stressed out to fully enter the rem stage, which made sense because even if I seemed calm on the inside I was still extremely stressed. This made sense because even if I wasn't freaking out in denial(85% sure) I was stressed out at my current situation.
As I finally forgot about all that for a minute, Jason's alarm went off waking me up at 8:00 am. Getting up, I felt like I barely slept at all as a long yawn exited my mouth.
"Hey, System did the original Jason have any form of employment or anything to make note of?"
[Host the original Jason did have a trust fund in place, but the legal parameters surrounding it would only apply towards food, drinks of any variety, and payment for the current apartment
Which was the result of his grandfather's company this realities version of Roman Tithon, due to a variety of the company's shareholders being taken over by an anonymous buyer
Which is this body was chosen as the vast majority of his family is dead and he had no contact with the rest, and spent his days frequenting various bars with some still being owed money]
Hearing that I rubbed my temples in frustration, but in a way, it was a relief as that meant I could slide more easily into this world without much trouble.
"System how many tubes of Jungle Juice were made in the time I was asleep?"
[The Host went to bed at 2 am, and each took an hour to create so only a total of 6 were created, would you like to stop production?]
"Yes stop production for right now, and please teleport me to the laboratory."
[Yes Host beginning teleportation]
Then a bright flash of white light appeared in front of my eyes, and I appeared back in the laboratory with the various automatons in place, stopping mid-motion. Probably about to make another batch of the basic Jungle Juice formula, ignoring that for right now I approached the test tube rack with the 8 test tubes of jungle juice, one being a failure and an example of what it shouldn't look like.
Taking one of the newer test tubes, I placed it in the storage provided by the system and put it inside.
"System, exit please, and also do I have clean clothes of any kind?"
[Yes Teleporting now
the host is currently wearing the cleanest clothes Jason owned]
Hearing that frustrated me a bit, and I bit my right knuckle trying my best not to scream or yell out my frustrations. As the bright light overtook me, I went over to the Tarantula Terarium and found a nice container of probably dead crickets. Taking a pair of tweezers and opened up the box, grabbing a couple I placed them inside and watched as the female Tarantula ate it all, hopefully, it was full because I had no idea how much they needed but just in case I would probably come back to feed her again.
Opening up my iPad, I decided to do one last thing before I left for the day and looked up various stock trading sites which were extremely difficult to find as the method wasn't a popular method of stock trading until some point in the future. So it was difficult to find and download the necessary apps. Then over an hour of creating an account and figuring out Jason's various social security and other necessary documents.
"System is the five thousand dollars given to me in digital currency?"
[Yes Host and do not worry as all necessary procedures will taken care and the Host will face no legal trouble in the foreseeable future]
Well, that was good, after looking my debit card over which hopefully led directly to my bank account and not my trust fund I bought about $3,000 worth of Apple stock knowing that right now it was cheap but soon oh boy would it explode. Hopefully, I would make some money off of selling the Jungle Juice "pesticide" and have enough to buy Stark Enterprises' stock hoping this was the MCU version of the Marvel universe.
Once all that was done, I went to where I assumed my clean clothes were and sorted through them trying to see if there was anything better. There wasn't and I was quite literally wearing the cleanest items besides the Taranutual terrarium and the area around it. Seeing no other option, I just decided to deal with it and headed out, checking the weather app I saw that today was gonna be in the 30s. Sighing I grabbed the cleanest coat I could find. A decent black coat with some wear and tear on it, still a little more disgusting than what I had on but decent enough to wear and not look homeless.
Exiting the apartment building, making sure I actively avoided people, I looked around the streets of New York hoping to find a hardware store or any place that could sell pesticide canister materials.
That part took much longer to complete as not many stores sold those types of materials. That's not to say they didn't sell parts to one, it just took far longer than necessary and felt more like a scavenger hunt. By the time 10 o'clock hit I had all the basic parts and started heading back to my apartment, not before some guy in a nice suit started calling out to me.
"Jason, is that you?"
"Hey, Jason it's me Brian Cally we used to work with each other."
I decided to ignore him because while I did transmigrate into the body of Jason Tithon I didn't receive any of his memories. So I began to hurry and quickly disappeared into the crowd, making sure he wasn't following me. Honestly that probably wouldn't work again and I had to figure out what to do, which would be very difficult, and another problem added to the list.
Getting back to my apartment, I began to look up how-to videos on YouTube finding one or two videos on the process of building the proper canister. It took a couple of hours of trial and error, luckily I had bought extra materials in case anything broke. Once I was finally done, I slumped backward onto the bed and let out a big sigh relieved that I was finally done.
Grabbing the Jungle Juice test tube out of my inventory, I began to carefully pour it, making sure not a single dropped onto the ground. Then I put the lide/sprayer back on getting the prototype canister all done and ready for testing. Then a thought passed through my mind.
"Do I test this on myself, or get soemone else to?"
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