The Hunter Of Nusantara

Contract with the System

'Goodlooking and bad-looking destiny are very different. Miris, but that's the truth. The world only sided with those who were goodlooking, Xora's inner smile wryly looking at her own condition.

He was the son of the strongest mafia guild in the world. But lying on an old mattress with a room full of dust. The accessories are also old and rusty. There was nothing he could be proud of.

Now, Xora could no longer do anything. No one wants to come just to see him. She was a ugly girl with black skin, a thin body like a mummy. Plus festering pimples filled the surface of his face.

Status is just status. He sighed softly, pondering in silence about his current state. His body was slowly weakening. From childhood he was weak, but his condition became weaker as he closed himself off. Not eating anything for less than two weeks.

'There is nothing to be proud of me. Already goodlooking, bad luck, coupled with a diseased body. Truly, no one expected me to live, Xora's inner self with teary eyes.

He then took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting the tears fall. Her breathing began to tighten, but Xora instead felt relieved. He felt very confident, that this was his end.

Xora opened her eyes, and looked up at the ceiling of the room with a plea. 'If this is the end. Then I beg you, if there is a second life. Give me a loving family with a good-looking body, ' she asked as she closed her eyes slowly.

[Notifications! The 'God of Beauty and War' activation code has been activated!]

[Notifications! Identifying the owner of the God of Beauty and War!]

[Notifications! Identification process is complete!]

He had just closed his eyes, and now they were open again. Even wide open. 'What is this?' his question in his heart saw something rectangular in front of him appear.

[Notifications! God of Beauty and War system requests approval. Do you want to enter into a contract with the system?]

[Notifications! Just nod your head if you accept. And if you don't accept it, just shake your head!]

[Yes] [No]

Xora fell silent as she furrowed her brows in confusion. He doesn't know what to do. But then, a fly appeared and flew over Xora's head. Make Xora puff up. After that, the fly flew back. Escape to the chin. Xora looked down again.

On the other hand, the God of Beauty and War system assumed that the movement just now was a form of approval from Nefa.

[Notifications! You have agreed to a contract with the God of Beauty and War system!]

A new notification panel appears and the previous panel disappears.

[Notifications! Now, the contract between you and the Gof of Beauty and War has been established!]

[Notifications! You received a Rare level 'Whip of War and Beauty' item!]

[Notifications! You received an Epic level 'Face Cream' item!]

[Notifications! You receive 35 distribution points!]

[Notifications! Your stamina will be healed by the God of Beauty and War, adding +2 points permanently.]

"What's really going on here?" asked Xora who then got up from her bed in shock, then looked at her hands now. He looked at the system panel.

"Who are you really?" xora asked quietly with a wary look.

[Notifications! The system is the 'Miracle' of a place sent to help you. Dungeons would soon pop up everywhere and harm Earth in no time.]

Read notifications from the system. Xora's eyebrows again shriveled trying to digest what was being listed. "Dungeons?" tanyanya slow.

[Notifications! Yes Dungeon. Starting at the crack of space and time that opens wider, causing the release of monsters that will exterminate humans in a short time.]

Xora's eyes widened in disbelief. "Is such a thing really real?" tanyanya who still does not believe while bowing her head. "Don't every country now have sophisticated weaponry? Is that still not strong enough?" tanya Xora raised her head staring at the system.

[Notifications! Unfortunately not, even if the weapon is a missile. That Dungeon was completely different from this modern world. They have their own strengths, stronger than even missiles and killing machines.]

Xora was again surprised to see the answer from the God of Beauty and War system. Both hands clenched. He sighed and loosened his fist. "So, do I have to save the world like in novels? What has the world given me, other than the humiliation of this ungoodlooking face?" ask Xora back.

The 19-year-old girl actually smiled wryly. The God of Beauty and War system was silent for a moment.

[Notifications! Of course you will be goodlooking, strong and wealthy with unparalleled power. It is possible that this family that has ignored you will begin to see the potential in you.]

Xora's laughter broke reading the system panel that appeared before her. "What do I expect from the people here? I've given up, better find someone else to get it" Xora replied.

[Notifications! Are you sure? The system can help you to recover from diseases that are classified as 'rare. Are you sure you don't want revenge against those who have insulted you? With the system, you can be strong, beautiful, charming and of course healthy!]

Xora was silent while reading the system panel. The offer before him was more than enough. He raised both hands in front of his face and looked at it closely. He lowered both hands and stared at the system panel.

"Before I decide, will I be able to walk out to a faraway place?" ask Xora quietly. From his face, it was clear that he did not want to hope. But it is different from what is in the heart. He was very eager and hopeful that it could be done.

[Notifications! Of course it can be done. But when you can't, don't force yourself to keep going.]

Xora nodded. Without him noticing, a wide smile was engraved on his pale lips. He got out of bed and started to slowly step out. 'This is different from before, ' Xora's inner joy.

Finally, he no longer needs to use tools such as wheelchairs to get out. When he was at the gate. A few servants and guards stared at him while glued.

"Eh? Isn't that Miss Disease? Can he walk?"

"True, it's the Most Ill. I also just saw him walking this time. But where is he going?"

The whispers of the servants rang out to Xora's ears. But the girl did not care at all. Most importantly, he was able to walk without any help from a wheelchair.

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