Kornacis, Lowlife District, Reeking Strip.

Trash bags were piling up on the sidewalks. The stench wafted through the air. The smell was suffocating.

"Ugh, why do we need to take this route to get to the party?"

A well-dressed woman asked from her husband. She and her husband were inside a wheelhouse, rolling through the Reeking Strip.

"My lady, you spent two hours just to get dressed. If we don't go through Lowlife District, we must take a detour that will force us to be late to the party.

"I do not desire the reputation of someone who is tardy."

Her husband said, trying to ignore the stench, and was reading a magazine about the Earthling technology in the meantime.

He was born in Whitesky and had been living in Kornacis all his life, but he would have loved to take a visit to Earth someday.

He had been fiddling with the technology aspect of life ever since he was a teen, and he even took part in the creation of a steamship.

The technology that Earthlings brought from over Earth truly enchanted him, especially the creation of phones and cars.

His wife didn't share the same enthusiasm for technology, but she did love the clothing that Earthlings brought with them.

It was truly fascinating to her.

At that moment, the wheelchair came to a rolling stop, and the driver shouted at the slow-legged homeless people, who were taking their sweet time crossing the road.

"Hurry up, you lowlives!"

The driver shouted.

That comment wasn't to the liking of the homeless people. They stopped at the road, faced the driver and the wheelhouse while spreading their arms wide.

"Are you in a hurry? Woo, woo, woo. Hahaha!"

A dirty-faced man laughed, pretending to be a bird with wings, while mimicking the noise of a chirping bird.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

"You goddamn lowlives…"

The driver picked up his bat from under the seat and was about to go swinging it at them, but in that, the metallic touch of a barrel touched his temple.

Click!

A sound of a gun cocking trembled in his ears.

"Put the bat down, and give me all your valuables."

A homeless-looking man said. He had a thick, dirty beard, ragged clothes, and a wild look in his eyes.

The driver dropped the bat and slowly reached for his wallet, hoping the man wouldn't pull the trigger.

While that was happening, the homeless people all around the street ignored the sight. It was a common thing here. Thievery was common over in the Lowlife District.

The driver gave the dirty-looking man all of his valuables, and then, he moved to the door of the wheelhouse.

"What is going on out there?"

The well-dressed woman asked with a frown after hearing the shouting stop, but the wheelhouse still wasn't moving an inch.

Bang!

At that moment, a gunshot frightened the two of them. The lock of the wheelhouse door was shot through.

The wheelhouse door opened, and both of them saw a gunman, pointing the long-barreled black revolver at the two of them.

"Your valuables. Now. Hurry."

The dirty-faced man said.

"T-Take it all, just don't hurt us!"

The well-dressed woman tossed him all of her jewelry. Her husband took out his gold-rimmed pocket watch, reading glasses, and wallet and handed them over without hesitation.

"I appreciate it."

The dirty-faced man said with a smile and slammed the wheelhouse door shut, but it didn't stay shut because of the broken lock.

However, when the wheelhouse door swung back open as it couldn't stay closed, the man that robbed them was already gone.

"T-Take us out of here!"

The well-dressed woman said fearfully.

The driver nodded like a chicken, and he whipped the horses into a gallop. The wheelhouse rolled down the street in a hurry, without caring if someone might get stomped over.

…

With a twirl of his cane, Aren returned back home, and as he took off his hat and put it on the rack, Agnes came over from the kitchen.

"Is it you, Aren?"

She asked as she couldn't see anything.

"Yes, is something wrong?"

Aren asked.

"…Well, yes. I don't know where Mira is. She hasn't been answering me for a little while now, and I am getting worried.

"She might've gone outside, but I am not sure if she knows her way around the streets of Kornacis. She might get lost."

Agnes said with a worried voice.

"…I am sure that she is alright."

Aren said with a serious look, and then he went straight to the attic.

When he opened the hatch and climbed the ladder up to the attic, he saw Mira sitting by the corner of the attic.

She was hugging her legs and staring blankly in front of her. It was like she had been hiding for some reason.

"Did you not hear Miss Agnes call for you? She has been worried that you went outside and might've gotten lost."

Aren said with a sigh.

"…She was asking for me to go to the market with her. I didn't have that flesh mask of yours with me, as you went somewhere with it, so I have been hiding."

Mira said.

"Go tell her that you were sleeping and didn't hear her. Put this Human Flesh Mask on you, and take Miss Agnes to the market."

Aren tossed her the mask made of flesh. She put it on and then trotted off to find Miss Agnes over in the downstairs.

After he heard the front door shut with a click, Aren reached out to his pockets and pulled out jewelry, wallets, and all sorts of expensive-looking stuff.

He just went on a little robbing spree to increase his divinity. It had worked. He had been feeling that same tingling sensation in his brain for the duration of his walk back home.

When he looked inside his Mind Image, he could feel that he was one step away from reaching the end of level 2.

He could then take the Pathway Test and hopefully pass it with flying colors.

Aren moved his bed slightly. He then took out a piece of the wall and shoved his stolen goods inside the wall.

He then put the piece of the wall back in place and pulled the bed back, making it seem like everything was the same as it had always been.

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