Saving System Novels & Stories

“How can you explain Suzan being there? She was, kidnapped. How can you explain that? I wouldn’t have killed my friends, please you have to believe me?” “I’m sorry, Jack, but Suzan had the same chemicals in her system. Who knows, she might have been hallucinating too,” I was in complete shock but, I was still in denial about the fact that I killed my friends or did I. The door opened once again as I blankly stared at the police officer to enter the room. “Jack Walters, you are under arrest for the murder of Simon Miller, Beth Miller, Luke Walgreen, and Suzan Walgreen. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

We got to know each other well but there were some things that we still kept from each other. I decided to come by his house in Long Islands regularly on my days off. I spent my time training. It's been a while since I really got to train. Sure I still went to the gym to stay fit but not really to stay sharp and ready to fight. I hacked his system to ensure that it would not record any of my data or progress using the simulation program he was using. I trained hard to be back on my fighting stance. It felt good that I know I haven't lost my skills in using weapons, target shooting and man to man combat. Not to be boastful or anything but I can take down ten men in a fight. I was trained to b

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she said, her voice high-pitched and slightly nasal. Nicholas smiled at her, his charm on full display. "Thank you, ma'am. How are you doing today?" The woman smiled back at him, revealing a set of perfectly white teeth that look almost too perfect to be real. "Oh, I'm doing just fine, thank you. My husband is still quite sick, but he's holding on." Nicholas nods sympathetically. "I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything we can do to help?" The woman shakes her head, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, no, no, dear. You two have enough to worry about. Just enjoy your day."

Chapter 24 Ulan voice echo back to her as none of them refuse to say a word, "wait is this some kind of joke to you?" She asked looking back at Hardin. Hardin walks to the management table sending the lady on seat away and sit down pressing on few button. One thing the workers here don't know it that his password unlock any save file they must have use any kind of password to lock, in as much as it's the same system he provide for the province.

"If you dare open that door, don't bother coming into work tomorrow. “If Leo's diagnostic tests are delayed because of you, I swear I will ruin you." Sophia’s hand vanished from the knob. The shadow of her shoes retreated. She hurried back into the kitchen, snapped a photo of the medicine cabinet and swept several plastic bottles into a bag. Before she rushed out the front door, she paused outside the closet and whispered, "I'm so sorry, Nova. Just hold on a little longer." I opened my mouth to scream, but as I inhaled, it felt as if a heavy cinder block was crushing my chest.

the nurse asked. He shook his head. “No,” he said. “But when I wake up, everything here feels wrong. Like this is the dream, and that place is…” He pressed his fingers to his temples. “…the save point.” The words hit like a fist. Because they were mine. Not literally. Not text, I remembered typing. But the *logic is A safety construct. A mental anchor you can return to when the system reboots. A save point. The nurse hesitated.

"It's must be liquid, the process to run in my body must be faster. Moron system! too much information upload in my head, how to filtering the right answer." Knock! Knock! Knock! Packing a bag full of the Grass, a young servant walks in to the young master room. Left the bag at a small table, sit at the chair, waiting for another order from the young master. "All preparation complete, now what to do? System!" Tink! panel Storage available. Storage : 1 Meter Description : Place the grass in the storage. "Done." Tink! Do you want to proceed with the Potion? "Yes." Tink! Potion Fail.

Right then, the beautiful notification sound of the system rang in my mind. [Ding—Damage transfer successful.] [Target Olivia's bilateral corneas have been conceptually removed, causing permanent blindness.] [Based on the damage assessment, the host's wealth has increased by 1 billion dollars. It has been automatically deposited into the system's virtual account and can be withdrawn to any bank globally at any time.] Olivia, didn't you want money? Now, I have traded your eyes for my very first fortune. Are you satisfied with this grand gift?

THAT BITCH ELLIOTT "What the fuck took you so long, you imbecile?" The gatekeeper, Charles, nearly trips over his own feet, scrambling out of the security booth. "Mr. Sanchez, I-the system flagged at the service entrance, I was just_." "I don't pay you to think." I shove the door open. "I pay you to stand there and look competent. You're failing at both." So many fools everywhere around me. "Yes, sir," I hear his muffled whisper through the glass. Pathetic.