Then browsed the marketplace for Blood replenishing serums. The cheapest serum costs 5000 credits. Vogue had just 15700 credits left with him. So he purchased two of the serums.
The delivery came in an hour after the order which surprised Vogue. Delivery in his previous world, especially when it's not food, would take half a day at most and two weeks in some cases. He had even received a package a month after he ordered it. Of course by hag time he had already forgotten that he had even ordered the item.
The serum came in a suitcase like box when he opened the box, what he saw first were ice cubes.
Vogue rolled his eyes switches the ice on the kitchen counter. Then he saw the blood replenishing serum. It was the size of his middle finger and there was also needle sticking out of the bottom which was tightly sealed.
Removing the seal, he slapped his arm repeatedly until a vein popped up.
Then he injected the serum into his body.
Vogue closed his eyes and felt the sensation of the serum, creating and replicating new red blood cells. However, he frowned when he realized that the serum didn't do anything at all.
The serum did its work, but the problem wasn't blood loss; it was something else. Perhaps his soul…?
"Eh?"
Vogue felt something tug his chest and liquid dripping down.
He opened his eyes quizzically then looks down only to see a sword impaling his heart. Luke had somehow recovered from his daze and actually stabbed Vogue in the chest.
Vogue raised an eyebrow at the kid. "Didn't you learn anything in class? That's not even where my heart is. "
Luke's face trembled in fear. He immediately drew out the blade and stabbed the other side of Vogue's chest with full force.
Feeling the massive headache pounding against his head like a hammer, Vogue backhanded the kid, clearly irritated as he massaged his forehead to ease the pain.
"Be a good boy and stay."
He sat cross-legged in his bead and meditated. After an hour, the headache reduced and the dizziness stopped but he still felt light headed. He severed his arm again and created a clone.
Another massive headache hit him like a storm. He gave a mental command to the clone and instantly fell asleep.
The clone took grabbed a tape, wrapped Luke's body like a mummy then stopped a quarter meter away from Luke and proceed to stare at him.
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In a private villa.
"What the Fvck did you just say?!"
Gerald growled as he grabbed Kyle by the collar.
Kyle's face paled and he didn't dare look Gerald in the eye as he repeated his words. "I, uhm, the people we sent are all dead."
Gerald angrily slammed him into the wall. "We? Who is we?"
"Sorry, young master. I meant me!" Kyle hurriedly corrected himself in fear.
The others in the secluded room were all uncomfortable and didn't dare to look Gerald in the eye.
Gerald took in a deep breath and calmed down. He loosened his grip on Kyle's collar and sat on his chair.
" Explain properly what happened?"
The four people glance at each other. "We hired the Tiger Claw gang for the job and paid the amount they asked for—"
"Skip to the part I'm interested in." Gerald interrupted angrily.
Stephen nodded his head and obediently did as he was told. "The Tiger claw reported that out of the four members they sent, three turned out dead and the last member missing."
Gerald frowned. "How's it possible they died?"
"We think it's due to luck. Maybe a Silver knight was passing by at the wrong time, helping Vogue escape death." Kyle immediately tried to explain.
Gerald shook his head. "Silver Knights are not so free to be seen walking aimlessly, especially in the RustyGold District."
"Something else must have happened." Gerald squinted his eyes, deep in thought.
"Do you think Vogue is hiding his strength and when alone, he killed the four people?"
One of the lackeys suddenly asked.
The rest of them looked each other in the eye, noticing the shock in each others eyes.
"Young master, the Osympic Trial is in two days. If Vogue is truly the one who killed the gang members then he might survive the Trial and might awaken a decent talent. If that happens, I'm afraid he might take his anger out on us."
Kyle immediately spoke his speculation and the other agreed with him.
"Hmph! How is that my problem? You said you will handle him and shouldn't worry about it. Now you're saying the opposite. Hire a Silver rank this time."
"It must be done before the next Osympic Trial descends. "
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When Vogue woke up, the evening sun was setting over the horizon, reaching an orange glow that extended through his window.
Vogue stretched, feeling a lot better than before. His head ache as well as lightheaded had completely vanished.
He checked the kitchen area and saw Luke scrunched up in one corner of his kitchen. He wouldn't be able to escape since his clone was watching him like a hawk.
Patting the back of his clone, he boiled half a crate of eggs he purchased earlier and then consumed them one after the other.
When he was done, he 'Summoned' his clones, woke Luke and mentally commanded one of his clones to unwrap him.
Vogue removed the sock from his mouth, put a boiled egg inside, and wrapped his mouth back up.
"Alright, the same process all over again."
Luke nodded his head weakly an right the sword Vogue gave him.
Then he started slicing off the body parts of his clones till he gathered another 210 pain points.
Vogue made Luke repeat the process 8 more times before he was satisfied.
He chucked his station's saw the amount of points he has right now.
[Pain Points: 6110]
'Won't be long now.'
Vogue grinned and hit ready for work while his two of his clones cultivated, the last one stared Luke, ensuring he doesn't make any move.