The Quadrillion System of Dark Immigrants

The Cross Country Agent

After having a conversation with the waiter, Arga stands up and heads to the cashier to be able to buy the body of the maid who will be the information field for Arga. Seen at the cashier's desk there are 1 female officer in front of the computer and 2 tall strapping men who stand behind the cashier like a bodyguard. The eyes of the 2 men are also always watching every visitor who comes. 

"Good night, miss." The sun that has just set since the beginning of Arga comes in the restaurant and cafe, making Arga the first visitor who wants to use the services of female servants in the restaurant and cafe. 

"Yes, how can I help you?"

"Yes, I want to use the waiter to comfort me and accompany me in the room. Probably 2-3 games. How much?"

"You sure you're gonna use it?"

"Yes, why not? I'm interested in him. I've always wanted a different sensation with a lot of different women." With confidence Arga said to the cashier. Until the two men behind the cashier laughed as if mocking Arga's taste. Because the servant Arga ordered was not a beautiful woman. The skin looks dark with uneven teeth. Only her body looks slim like a high-class comfort woman. In other words the maid that Arga was going to use was an unattractive woman. 

"Price $110 sir?"

"Are you sure of the price?"

"Of course master, who wants to use it, even his teeth look scary if he laughs. This month, you are his first customer. Please enjoy the teeth." Laughing, the cashier insulted the beauty of the maid that Arga wanted to use. 

"Alright, thanks. I'll enjoy her body, if I get scared with her face and teeth later. I'm gonna cover her face so it doesn't look and I can still enjoy her body." Arga, who had now taken the waiter, responded to insults from the cashier and two men behind him. 

Arga and the waiter headed to the back of the restaurant and cafe. Seen behind the restaurant and cafe. Menstruating women who are getting ready and still dressing themselves to look beautiful. Because at the beginning of the sunset, not all comfort women came out of the brothel. Most of them are just getting ready. Behind the restaurant looks like a shelter of comfort women who will sell their bodies just to connect life. 

After passing through the place, seen lined with dozens of rooms that are ready to be used to simply throw the seeds of striped men into the fields that have been forced to dry. The waiter took Arga to the room at the bottom of the room. 

"Let's sir, please come in."

After Arga enters and the door is locked and the lights are turned on. The waiter immediately threw a kick from behind at Arga.

"Who are you. Don't ruin the job I've been building for years."

(Excellent active defense) 

Arga quickly dodged to the side and briefly got behind the maid that Arga had bought and was throwing a kick. Quickly, Arga kicked the only leg on which the woman was resting. But with his skills, when the waiter in both legs were in the air because one middle leg tried to kick Arga and one leg was kicked by Arga still had time to throw a punch that leads to the neck Arga. But it was a pity, with his special skill still active, that blow backfired for him. The servant's punch was caught by Arga and Arga managed to throw the servant's body easily because he did not have a pedestal. 

The servant's body was thrown into the bed and fell down in pain without being able to stand up again. When she was helpless, Arga quickly tied the servant's body with a blanket. Then Arga sat down to release the tension. 

"Luckily this system provides a special defense skill. If not, I would have been fucked. But I must have points saved just in case at a time like this, so that the defense skill can activate itself in the time when I am threatened. Because when I look at the selection of special skils available, the defense skill is not on the list of options. This skill cannot be owned permanently or for a certain period of time. But in accordance with my estimation, this skill will activate by itself when I am threatened." Arga spoke in his mind. 

"Why did you attack me?" Arga spoke to the female servant who attacked him. 

"… … … …" The waiter refused to answer Arga's question and chose to turn his face away. 

"You don't want to answer? All right, if that's your choice. I'm gonna ruin the job you've been building for years." Arga threatens so because Arga remembers the words of the servant who said (Who are you. Don't ruin the job I've been building for years). Arga is very sure if the woman who is now bound by Arga is a spy or from the central police or the police force of neighboring countries who do disguise. 

"B*j*ng*n, don't interfere with my work. You just came and don't know the terrain in this place." The maid thought Arga was a special agent assigned by the Mexican government. Because Arga's face and skin are identical to those of Mexican blasters. The woman was informed by her Mexican police counterpart that Mexican special agents had been working with USA special agents to take over a human trafficking case being handled by her. 

"Hmm. It looks like he's from the police who's undercover." Arga was deep in his heart. 

"Yes, I just came. But I have 1001 ways to solve this case." Arga further pretended that he would interfere with the woman's work. 

"Yes, of course I would say this is your job and I only come when all is done if you want to work together to release them right now." Arga continued his words as he watched the woman remain silent a thousand languages. 

"Where might a cross-country agent like you do it. People like you never appreciate our work. And always consider you the greatest. There's no way you're gonna say that to the Federation." 

"Your chances are only 1x. There is no negotiation. Decide now or not at all." Arga speaks like an agent who the woman thinks feels is the greatest. 

"B*j*ng*n, I'm not about performance and recognition. I think more about the lives of the immigrants who were forced to become PSKs here. B*j*ng*n this will ruin my plans if I'm not on his team. It doesn't matter if it works. But if it fails, I like repeating from the beginning of my work that I have done several years. Shit, I don't have a choice. Because, it looks like he's gonna make a move tonight." Pelyan was deep in his heart.