
Charisma is about influencing people with communication. Ben also read that one of the common traits of charismatic people is excellent speaking skills, so what better way to increase charisma than to learn motivational speaking? It should also develop its communication stat. That's perfect!
Ben records the information on the pamphlet and checks the website on his phone for details. Although the seminar is not free, but for students so affordable. However, there's a problem - it'll interfere with one of Ben's classes.
The seminar will start tomorrow and last for 7 days, using a few hours per day. At the scheduled time, Ben had a writing class. This is a problem. His brows pinched as he thought about how to resolve the conflict.
After a while, he realized that there was no point in worrying about him. Time's almost up. What good is class if he dies in 2 weeks? Ben made a firm decision.
He'll stop going to all his classes! Rather than wasting time there, he better open women and attend seminars. If he is still alive in 2 weeks, then he will return to his studies.
Will his parents or teachers protest? Let them complain to the body!
If Ben's parents find out he skipped class to go after women, they'll choke him to death! But they don't have a dominatrix system in their heads, threatening to kill them!
He uses his mobile phone to buy event tickets on the website.
***
"What is this"? Ben was staring at the entrance of the classroom with people stumbling into it. It was the noisiest area in the pearl-colored hallway.
Near the door was a wooden table and a chair with someone sitting there, checking the tickets of everyone who entered. "Here we go?" Ben recognized the man and approached to say hello.
"Betched-san?" That's Miyuki, RA Ben It turns out that she works as a teaching assistant for the professor who runs this seminar.
"He must have put up a pamphlet on our dorm floor" Ben realized. The two exchanged a few words and he walked in, not wanting to interrupt his work.
'High, ' that's what Ben thought when he saw the classroom. He realized it was different from the others at the university. He had already attended a very spacious lecture hall, which could accommodate hundreds of students. While this one will not fit much, it has a towering multi-storey ceiling, like a room with special acoustics, meant to intensify speech. The professor must have reserved this solemn space for this reason.
The seats were arranged in a semicircular formation, focused around the speaking area in front. They were filled up as people came one after another. A few minutes later, everyone who bought the ticket was present, and the professor closed the door.
Miyuki was the last one to enter and sat on the last empty seat; coincidentally, it was right next to Ben. "Hello again, Benjamin-san," Miyuki greeted with a warm smile.
He replied with a friendly smile. Meanwhile, in his mind, he was grinning like an idiot due to the fortuitous arrangement of the seats. Ben inhaled the light scent of jasmine that emanated from his body. He did not know if the smell was natural or perfume, and he did not care. He just takes care of his snout. Life is good.
On the other side of Miyuki, a man noticed their interaction and frowned. 'This bitch greets this kid in front of me?' He had very short black hair, a crooked nose, and was slender like a snake. He is older than Ben, around the same age as Miyuki, with sharp eyes that show an astute temperament.
Miyuki turned to the man, greeting him in a flat voice, "Hello again... Zachary-san."
At that moment, the man's frown disappeared. "Hello, Miyuki!" he replied in a shrill voice, leaning forward to get closer to her. She has been trying to convince Miyuki to date him for the past year.
Zachary is also an RA, a fellow teaching assistant, and is here to help the professor. He thought having so much in common would be conducive to a relationship. However, Miyuki always tells him that she is not dating a co-worker. He thinks it's bullshit.
Benjamin replies that he found the pamphlet near the elevator, which made Miyuki laugh and admits that she posted it.
As the two continued chatting, Zachary's face became increasingly ugly. 'Who is this little bastard?
When everyone sat down, the professor went ahead and spoke. His words were eloquent and attracted attention. Ben understood why he was teaching these subjects.
Ben traced the palm-sized Stat Growth Multiplier card in his jacket pocket. He waited until now to use it so he got the full value of 7 days. When no one was looking, he took it out. He had verified some time ago that others could not see his system items, including his screen. Still, they would see his movements when he used them, so he tried to be careful. Not wanting to waste any more time, Ben activated it with a thought.
*Whoosh*His dopamine receptor is lit up like a blazing forest! It's like medicine! Similar to when he used the Stat Growth Multiplier for appearances, a strong urge attacked him to develop his charisma. 'I have to be influential! Be motivated! Charismatic!'
He's developing the mindset of an addict! The system is an undercover drug dealer!
Ben imagines this is the impetus that fraudsters and politicians feel when they start their careers.
As the professor lectured, Ben noticed every word. He imagined each syllable as a ball of energy containing a fraction of the stat points floating on his head. 'Yes. come to my father.. feed me. Don't stop talking.' Her red eyes looked at the professor as if she was a Victoria's Secret model.
The professor gulped and loosened his shirt collar. His spine felt cold as if he was being watched by a perverted beast. As a professional, he brushed it off and explained what they were going to do at the seminar. First, he will teach about all the factors involved in motivational speaking. Then they will participate in various activities. At the end of the week, everyone will give motivational speeches and receive constructive feedback.
Currently, they started an introductory activity.
The professor said, "Everything, the first thing we will do is allow each of you to introduce yourself with a few sentences. You can think of this as your first activity."
As an assistant professor, Zachary chose who would speak. He went around the room, pointing at people one by one based on the order of seating. Ben sat in the back so he was the last to leave.
He always avoided public speaking because the thought of people judging him made him uneasy. He even makes excuses and calls in sick when there is a project at his school that requires him. As a result, he had not done so for many years. However, this time he did not feel the need to run away.
He has been opening girls for a few weeks now. It was just talking in front of some strangers. How hard is that?
When Ben's turn came, Zachary sneered, but pointed at Ben and told him to stand up. Ben knew what he was going to say and got up.
Moments after he left the chair, the confident smile on his face froze. He felt like he had been ejected into absolute zero space.
Waves of terrifying fear flooded his body, like a premonition of an imminent disaster.
*Buk**Buk*
His heart threatened to come out of his chest. His mouth became dry. Shortness of breath. His eyes came out, bouncing around the room looking for the cause.
'What is going on?!?' She panicked