The System and Me

Chapter 39.2: Revenge

Chapter 39.2

Max had spent the whole day researching the strange collar on his neck and had finally figured out what it was.

"A sealing collar is made out of a powerful artificial crystal grown in the private organization called Alchama. They are a government contracted weapons design company that makes multiple weapons for the military." Max read out loud. He saw a "read more" button on his phone but to his annoyance, there was nothing useful about how to remove the stone.

"This is annoying..." Max thought to himself. He had another plan to remove the collar but he wasn't sure if it was a good idea.

He quickly walked outside to a secluded part of the town. He did not want to go to this place as it was one of the shadiest and baddest places in all of his neighbourhood. He slowly entered the quiet and dark alleyway. The path was strewn with trash and rubbish bins that were filled with trash could be seen scattered here and there. It smelled really bad.

He stood before the creaky wooden door that was situated at the end of the alley. "I hate going in here." Max thought to himself.

He took out his [Illusion Mask] and wore it. He could never be too safe.

The Devil's Pub. A den where the most disgusting and lowest humans will come together. It is a place that most citizens would not survive and many would have long been robbed, abused or even killed if they do anything wrongly.

Max only knew of this place's existence because of Lucas and his group of friends. He could still remember how they forced him into going inside this god forsaken place. Normally people who tend to go here are all some kind of small time criminals or offenders who have not been caught yet.

Max opened the creaky wooden door and entered the bustling pub.

The room reeked of death, the wooden floors and furniture had many marks on them. He even saw a singed hole from gunshot on the floor. Max accidentally sniffed the air a bit too hard and the stinky sewage like air entered his body and almost made his gag.

"This place is as horrendous as ever." he thought.

Just as he entered, the room went dead silent. The people who were enjoying their time inside the pub were observing Max. They had not seen him before and they were wary. The tension in the room rose significantly.

Max quietly walked to the front of the pub and called the shopkeeper.

"Where can I find the dealer?" Max asked quietly. However, everyone heard what he had said.

Hearing this, the bald shopkeeper looked at Max and grunted. "Come with me." he said as his eyes remained on him.

Max did not want to look at the shopkeeper. His face was ugly. There were multiple scars across his face and his left eye was made out of glass, it wasn't real.

Max quietly followed the shopkeeper into the back of the pub and entered the room that he was led to.

Max entered the room that he was led into. It was slightly better and cleaner than the pub, even the air was slightly cleaner. He could still smell a little bit of the sewage like air but it was still breathable as compared to before.

The dealer was a skinny man. He too wore a mask and his attire was completely made out of a black material.

"So, what do you want." He said in his tired and hoarse voice. Max revealed his collar and the dealer paused and breathed in.

"You want to remove this collar?" He looked at Max.

He nodded at the Dealer and waited for his reply.