SYSTEM: “YOU HAVE ONE HOUR LEFT.”

Marcell frowned.

SYSTEM: “ONCE AGAIN, YOU HAVE ONE HOUR LEFT.” The voice from Marcell's head was heard again.

Oh my!!!

Marcell did need money for his survival in England. But the money from Hermes system must run out soon. Marcell still has savings that he took yesterday at the ATM near the hospital, Marcell has put it back into the account. So for food and other needs Marcell will cover first from the savings. After all, he has also started investing and mutual funds. Actually, he is also not a typical person who is crazy about money.

Do you just invest the money again?

Marcell scrolled through his phone until he accidentally found a social web that could donate via transfer.

A web that contains activities of the learning process on a remote island, how families in the countryside live or the story of the Central African Republic that is often posted by artists on social media.

Without further ado, Marcell went straight to the donation page. And the man handed over the entire amount left in the account from the Hermes system to donate there. The amount is very large around 100,000 dollars.

But Marcell did not feel sorry for it. He's willing for everything to be donated. They need a more affordable life. Those children need to be educated with proper facilities. Those rural families need to eat well and have income-generating activities like gardening or sailing for fish. Hopefully, the money will be of great use to them.

Now Marcell was breathing a sigh of relief as the money from the Hermes system had run out. He had completed the mission before 1am.

SYSTEM: “Mission accomplished.”

SYSTEM: “Mission accomplished.”

Unfortunately Marcell's head felt dizzy and very heavy just like when he was in the hospital after approving the one million dollar mission. Marcell's body collapsed onto the bed and he was unconscious.

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Scorching sunlight poured in from the ventilation gap. Marcell's ears buzzed loudly waking the master with a very heavy head. Marcell had to scrunch up his face due to the buzzing in his ears and his very dizzy head.

“Akhh,” Marcell softly held his head.

When his eyes were fully open despite the pain. His body tried to wake up from a sleeping position.

Marcell's vision returned to display a transparent screen that was green and white.

SYSTEM: “Welcome back to the Hermes system. Thank you for a mission that has been completed accordingly.”

Groaning, Marcell replied. “Ah you again!”

SYSTEM: “Because you completed the mission before the deadline and used your money wisely. HERMES SYSTEM WILL REWARD YOU WITH 500 THOUSAND DOLLARS.”

“Again?”

SYSTEM: “Press YES if you agree.”

“What will happen if I don't accept that?” asked Marcell wanting to know more about this system.

SYSTEM: “Press YES if you agree.”

But the system did not answer Marcell's question. “Hey I asked.”

SYSTEM: “Press YES if you agree.”

The system repeats its words. Displaying a transparent screen for the Yes option.

“What are you doing, why are you always giving me money? Does 500 thousand dollars have to be used up in 3 days too?” Marcell asked repeatedly.

SYSTEM: “Press YES if you agree.”

Again, the system did not answer Marcell's questions. The transparent screen displayed the “YES” option, and nothing else. Marcell exhaled his breath. Why give options if there was only one.

So Marcell left it at that. He would wait until when the transparent screen would disappear. Although accompanied by a tremendous headache, Marcell persisted in waiting for what would happen if he didn't press “YES”.

Twenty minutes had passed and the transparent screen still hadn't disappeared from his sight. Marcell massaged his forehead because the dizziness was still there. His eyes were already bleary from the dizziness that was getting heavier and heavier. Exhaling Marcell's hand moved to select the “YES” option.

A loading logo appeared processing Marcell's selection. Until the check logo and its distinctive sound are heard.

SYSTEM: “$500,000 HAS BEEN SENT TO YOUR ACCOUNT. PLEASE SPEND IT WITHIN ONE WEEK AND DO THE NEXT MISSION.”

As quick as a blinding flash, the transparent screen disappeared. And just like before, Marcell's head would feel so heavy like being hit by dozens of barbells that it would knock him unconscious. It was only at 5 p.m. that the man came to his senses and woke up. It was like dreaming and unreal. But when his hand moved to check the account, the amount mentioned by Hermes system was real.

Exhaling, Marcell brushed his hair back. He then got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. When he passed the mirror, Marcell stopped. Staring at himself in the reflection.

He needed to check his forehead and give medicine to his scar so that it would heal quickly and not leave a mark.

Marcell's hand moved to remove the bandage, but when the bandage was unraveled and removed from his head. Marcell found nothing on his forehead.

It was clean, smooth with no texture, and certainly when Marcell pressed it did not cause pain. Marcell's eyes frowned as he continued to stare into the mirror.

“Your wound is quite deep, until the flesh is eroded. There are two wounds, one forming a depression and one tearing. It is certain that it will cause scars and keloids later.”

The doctor's words at that time came back to Marcell's mind. He even remembers exactly how it felt when the barbell hit his head.

But it hadn't been a week since the wound was gone, clean and painless. Marcell leaned closer to the sink, feeling the skin of his temples that didn't bulge from the stitches or deep wounds like the doctor said. There wasn't even a scratch on his temple.

Since regaining consciousness, Marcell had not had time to examine his forehead. His brow furrowed thinking of several possibilities or hypotheses. The events in his life the last few days seemed unreal. But everyone he met seemed normal, nothing strange.

What was really going on with her?

Does this have anything to do with the Hermes system?

Where did the Hermes system come from?

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