SYSTEM: Changing Hundred Faces

THIS IS THE END OF UWING'S STORY

Plastered

"Yes!!!"

Bug bug bug bug

"Yeah..."

The more furious Mr and his stepmother Uwing beat Tito, the louder the screams of those who felt themselves would be the awesomeness of their blows.

Rasain! Haha...

Satisfied Tito saw the faces and bodies of the two adults were blue-blue bruised for beating Uwing the little boy.

Tito did not think. Uwing was the blood of flesh in that man, but he followed along to beat his own biological son without feeling.

Is the world already this crazy?

Have the human inhabitants of the world been this severe until they lost their sense of sane mind?

The child is God's care. Children are the most beautiful gift even children are one of the world's jewels. But many people, many couples who are even dark eyes can torture their own biological children on the grounds of a weak economy, hard to make money and children make heads dizzy seven round.

How important is money to be lost and become a savage human who resembles an animal? Even wild animals, even love their children so much that life is sometimes at stake.

In fact, only a handful of uncivilized human beings. But... Such is. Like virus. One detected psychopath, then the bacterial poison slowly spread. And it turns out it can be contagious. To give birth to a new generation of savagery until the emergence of junior psychopaths who increasingly cruel rule the world.

Tito realized again, if he was Uwing who was getting violence from adults and needed to get help from others.

"Tolooong! Tolooong!!!" screams loudly.

Apparently, the densely populated slums also have more accurate CCTV than any CCTV in the world. Namely the netizen spy alias neighbor Uwing left and right.

There was a mother who was anxious and upset with the behavior of Mak Tiri Uwing who always beat her husband's son almost every day.

That day, thanks to the help of a mobile bankers, Uwing received reinforcements.

Mas Priyono, a young man who works as a mobile bank salesman managed to upload the crime of a crazy couple who beat Uwing to his social media live.

The world of maya was instantly excited. The live broadcast that Mas Priyono broadcast went viral. It is clearly seen how Mak Tiri Uwing slapped, hit even by deliberately throwing a pot of plants that size is quite large towards his stepson.

Everything is clearly drawn and recorded.

It doesn't take much time. Instantly it was also a person from the social service who was rejected and ragged by the live audience tiktoknya Mas Priyono immediately glided.

The two married couples were immediately arrested by the police on charges of abuse and violence against minors.

Alhamdulillahot.

Uwing himself was brought by the service to be treated and given his mental treatment in a special hospital for children who were traumatized due to violence. And now he was surrounded by many good people who gave him a lot of love and happiness.

DING

(CONGRATULATIONS, THE HOST SUCCESSFULLY EXECUTES THE MISSION AND COMPLETES THE MISSION THAT THE SYSTEM PROVIDES)

Yeaay... At last. After several times inhabiting the bodies of others and carrying out missions. I can complete the mission well. Uffmhhh!

(ONLINE HOST STATUS DETECTED)

NAME: TITO SULISTYO

AGE: 26 YEARS OLD

GENDER : MALE

STRENGTH: 50 %

HEALTH 50 %

SPEED: 50 %

INTELLIGENCE: 60 %

GOODNESS: 75 %

NOMINAL ACCOUNT : RP. 13,000,000.00

ASSET: ONE YAMAHA R15 MOTORCYCLE

ABILITY/SKILL: HAVE IMMUNE SCIENCE WITHOUT HAVING TO BUY VISIBLE CANDY

MISSION: FOLLOW-UP REMAINING SYSTEM 97 CHANGING FACES

Wait, whoa! System says I can go home to my original body if I succeed on a mission!

(REALLY. BUT THE HOST MUST REMEMBER. LIVING HOST BOUND SYSTEM CHANGED ONE HUNDRED FACES. BE THE MAN IN CHARGE. DON'T EAT BLIND SALARIES)

Yassalam´s... Hixes.

Tito suddenly felt his head hurt.

His brain was sucked in, and his eyes were instantly dark and unable to see anything.

"Aarrrggghh..."

His shout was an outpouring of pain so much that he fell unconscious.

.............

"Tito! Tito!!!"

Tito gasp. His eyes blinked a few times. He immediately rose from the ground.

"Well, do you sleep on tiles? Sleeping on a couch is more comfortable! Wake up! It's four in the afternoon. Yok's home? Koko Darto is not going to come back here!"

Tito's stunned.

He could only gawk confusedly staring at Rashid's face.

"Ish, goosebumps are stared at so!" rashid grunts with pursed lips. He got up and left Tito alone.

Turns out I was wandering around getting into that person's body was just a dream. Suw! They dream as high as the stars in the sky. I feel like a mighty human being who can help people in the world. Hmh! What a rubbish dream! Hixes.

Tito got up from the floor.

He felt his head hurt a little. Maybe because of the effects of sleeping on the floor too long.

Tito looked left right. Directly remember on the acupuncture needle box that says NEEDLE HELL before he fell asleep on the floor of the treatment room.

Where's the hell needle? Is... already back to hell?

Tito muttered in his heart. But Rashid's loud call from the practice vestibule made him instantly rush off.

"Yeah!"

............

The atmosphere of the afternoon outdoors is very different from when Tito was in the room.

Hustle and bustle of the capital's asphalt roads as usual, very dense, dusty and noisy sounds.

Tito is still reluctant to leave the building where he worked for almost five years.

Rashid has finished locking the main door of the experienced acupuncture treatment clinic Sinshe Candra Salim.

"Come on! Want to get down here?" ledek Rashid teases Tito who seems heavy stepping away.

"Haish!"

Rashid chuckled. But then silently swallowed the saliva for a moment.

"Where is our fate? Hhh... We don't want to have to find another job. You think you have a reference?" rashid asked making Tito sigh.

"Boro-boro, Syid! At most I'll go home to my parents' house until I get a new job."

"Hm... I guess I also have to live with my first brother. Hhh!"

This is fate.

If until the acupuncture clinic is closed Koko Darto, inevitably they have to find a new job.

Getting from one office to another. Offer yourself a diploma inquiring about available job openings.

Whatever it is, it will certainly both play as long as it can make money for the cost of living in the future.

The two walked across the zebra cross without many words even though their brains were struggling to speak to themselves.

The two waved each other with madesu faces (dreary future).

Tito and Rashid are different places to stay. The domicile of the two is also very different. So they split at the intersection of the road to the bus stop of their respective majors.

Tito himself chose to ride the metromini city transportation to continue to return to his rent in the number of Capital Centers.

Rasyid is still hitchhiking at the home of her first married sister.

.............

Tito was surprised to see the Yamaha R15 parked on the terrace of his narrow rented house.

Her eyes were wide open. His lips grinned wide.

"System! The system! Hallo's? The system!!! Hua... Is this really?" he screamed like a possessed man.

"Tito! Why lo? Whoa... Let's not let Tito get possessed by the ghost of his master who died that day!!!"

A neighbor of his rented roared until the atmosphere was crowded for a while.

"Ga, Cang Imin! This... Is this really my bike?" yell Tito in excitement.

"Lha? How the hell? That khan is your bike! Ish's... Amnesia you huh?"

Huh huh? My bike? Iyeakah? When do I buy?

Some of the people who had been huddling one by one passed by with a headband and whispered a patch.

"Ck! You fucking Tito!"

Huh uh?!? This is really my bike getting a gift from the system! Mean... SYSTEM CHANGED ONE HUNDRED FACES is really there dong?! Mean... My savings account too?!

Tito turned around, back outside the alley of his rented house. Walking out to Indo April which has an ATM machine. Forgot motor!!!

With his chest pounding he tried to peek at his savings. And...

...BALANCE RP 13.000.000,00...

Whoaah!!!

Her face was radiant. He took his savings of five hundred thousand rupiah. Then this shopping - it starts from basic needs to toiletries and snacks and buy all the wishes that have not been implemented so far. Until the money he pulled just now only one hundred thousand pieces left.

That night, Tito revelled with himself who enjoyed his success through SYSTEM.

- SERIATE