I Can Extract Game Items-Chapter 184: Car Hunting
"I don’t believe in coincidences, Aleman. And here’s what’s got me really interested—you seem to have access to things no one else does. Tech beyond what should be possible... Weapons, armor, enhancements that aren’t commercially available anywhere else."
August stayed composed. "I run a business that deals in advanced game-extracted items. It’s all perfectly legal and registered."
"Maybe." Wright nodded. "But what happens when items from Enders Light start making their way into hands they shouldn’t be in? What happens when an unregistered, untraceable weapon gets used in a crime? Do you think the authorities are just going to sit back and let it happen?"
August exhaled through his nose. "I don’t sell to criminals."
"Not intentionally." Wright narrowed his eyes. "But the bigger you get, the harder it’ll be to control who gets what." Explore stories at novelbuddy
August folded his hands on the table. "So what exactly are you here for, Detective? Because I doubt you came all this way just to give me a morality lecture."
Wright smirked. "You’re right. I’m here to make you an offer."
August frowned. "An offer?"
"Join us. Work with the task force we’re putting together. We need people with abilities like yours to help keep the supernatural threats in check. The Oni aren’t the only ones playing around with things they shouldn’t be. And I have a feeling you’d rather be ahead of the curve rather than behind it."
August chuckled while shaking his head. "Yeah, sorry. I don’t do ’teams.’ I ride solo."
Wright wasn’t surprised. "Didn’t think you’d agree right away. But think about it, Aleman. The world is changing faster than you realize. And sooner or later, you’ll have to pick a side."
He stood up before adjusting his coat. "If you ever change your mind, contact me."
He dropped a card before turning around to leave.
August watched him leave, deep in thought. The detective’s words lingered in his mind, but he wasn’t about to let himself get roped into whatever organization Wright was working for.
He had enough on his plate already.
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(( Many Hours Later ))
The night sky above the endless expanse of Shadowvale Ravine was illuminated by bursts of magical energy, streaks of light, and occasional explosions.
August—Aleman in the game—swiftly dodged the swipes of a towering Shadow Goliath, a Level 50 monster with thick tar skin that absorbed most physical attacks.
His Phantom Blitz activated, teleporting him behind the beast as his Dual Crescent Daggers carved through its defenses with each strike.
[Critical Hit! -3,620 HP]
The Shadow Goliath howled and staggered forward as Boris came crashing in with his massive battle axe, cleaving through its side with a mighty swing.
[Boris activates: Berserker’s Wrath!]
[+30% Attack Speed, +20% Damage for 15 seconds]
The monster reeled, but before it could recover, Lilo fired an arrow crackling with electric energy, piercing straight into its exposed eye.
[Lilo activates: Thunder Fang Arrow!]
[Weakness Exploit! -5,200 HP]
The creature let out a final roar before collapsing in a heap and disintegrating into shadowy wisps.
Loot notifications filled their vision.
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August flicked open his Player Status Panel, checking out his stats.
<< Player Status Panel >>
Name: Aleman
Class: Assassin/Mage
Title: Sovereign of Anti-Darkness
Level: 42
EXP: 1,490,500/3,250,000
HP: 26,500/26,500
MP: 17,300/17,300
Gold: 6,720
Power Level: Tier 2
"Damn, still a ways to go," August muttered with a sigh.
Ezran had also just checked his stats. "You’re catching up, though. At this rate, you’ll hit 45 before the tournament."
Greg pounded his chest. "Lord Aleman! I have officially hit Level 25! Witness my growth!"
August chuckled before sheathing his daggers. "Proud of you, Greg. But maybe let’s celebrate when you stop screaming and running every time you get hit."
Greg gasped. "How dare you! That’s called tactical repositioning."
Lilo snorted, but her laughter quickly faded as August glanced at her. He recalled how she’d been keeping busy outside the game. Work had been weighing her down, yet she never talked about it.
"You’re falling behind a bit, Lilo. Everything okay?" August asked casually.
Lilo stiffened for a moment before shrugging. "Just busy with… things. Nothing major."
Boris gave her a sideways glance. "You sure? You used to be ahead of us all."
"I said I’m fine," Lilo insisted, forcing a grin. "Besides, it’s not like you guys don’t slack off."
Ezran adjusted his glasses. "I take offense to that. I am never slacking. I simply optimize my efforts."
Before August could push further, a world notification appeared before them.
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[World Notification: The Grand Tournament of Astralis will commence in two weeks (game time)! Seek out your qualification token from the royal courts if you wish to participate!]
A murmur passed between the players in the grinding zone. August narrowed his eyes, recalling that he and his group already had qualification tokens, courtesy of Lord Cavriel.
But what truly caught his attention was a subsequent notification.
[Tournament Grand Prize Announced!]
[Amongst the rare treasures up for grabs, the legendary artifact ’Fruit of Death’ will be awarded to the victor!]
The entire zone exploded into a frenzy.
"The Fruit of Death?" Ezran repeated in shock.
Lilo’s eyes widened. "I thought that was a myth."
Greg was already shaking August’s arm like an excited child. "LORD ALEMAN, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?"
August let out a low whistle. "A fruit that grants unlimited HP if consumed in the game but if extracted into reality… rumored to grant eternal life?"
Boris clenched his fists. "Every top-tier player is going to be after this."
August’s smirk deepened. "All the more reason to grind harder."
The group shared determined nods. The stakes had just skyrocketed, and they were about to push themselves harder than ever.
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(( Later In The Morning ))
The city bustled with life as August stepped out of his apartment, dressed casually in a black hoodie and ripped jeans.
His sister, Sophia, had already gone to school, leaving him free for the day. He checked his phone, scrolling through AM Coven’s financial reports once again. The numbers were staggering—over three million dollars in revenue within a month.
His previous savings of six hundred thousand dollars felt like pocket change in comparison.
"Alright," he muttered to himself. "Time to get a car… or two."
He called a ride and headed toward one of the largest luxury car dealerships in the city. When he arrived, the vast showroom caught his eye.
Rows of high-end vehicles lined the space, all looking enticing.
A sharply dressed salesman with neatly slicked-back hair approached him with a professional smile.
"Good afternoon, sir! Welcome to Imperial Motors. Looking for something in particular today?"
August returned the smile. "Yeah, I need two cars."
The salesman raised an eyebrow but maintained his composure. "Two? Well, you’ve come to the right place. May I ask what kind of vehicles you’re looking for?"
August pocketed his hands as he walked past a black sports car. "One needs to be something modest but stylish. Comfortable, not too flashy. The other…" His lips curled into a small smirk. "The other needs to be something that turns heads."
The salesman’s eyes lit up with interest. "I see. Well, let’s start with the modest one. May I suggest this Audi A6? It has a luxurious feel but doesn’t scream, ’look at me.’ Great for blending in, but still a car that speaks of success."
August walked around the Audi, running his fingers along its polished frame. "I like it. Black or navy blue?"
"We have both in stock," the salesman replied smoothly.
August nodded. "I’ll take the navy blue one."
The salesman’s eyebrows shot up slightly, impressed by the immediate decision. "Excellent choice! Now, for the second car… I assume something a little more… dramatic?"
August chuckled. "Very. Show me the best high-performance cars you’ve got."
The salesman led him further down the showroom, where the true beasts were displayed. August’s eyes landed on a metallic silver Lamborghini Aventador.
The sharp angles, the aggressive stance, and the sheer presence of the car were exactly what he wanted. Something that made an undeniable statement.
"That one," August pointed to the Lamborghini.
The salesman grinned. "Ah, excellent taste! This is the Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, one of the most powerful supercars available. V12 engine, 770 horsepower, and an exterior that practically demands attention."
August smirked. "Perfect."
The salesman nodded and gestured toward the main desk. "Shall we proceed with the paperwork?"
August followed him, knowing that for this purchase, he’d have to use two different identities.
For the Audi, he’d register under his real name, but for the Lamborghini, he’d have to use his shadow identity—Aleman. He already had the necessary arrangements in place, a secure offshore account under Aleman’s name, making the purchase seamless and untraceable to August Clementine.
As he sat in the leather chair, finalizing the deals, the salesman chuckled. "Most people hesitate or take weeks to decide on a purchase like this. You seem to know exactly what you want."
August shrugged. "When you know what fits you, there’s no point in delaying."
The salesman nodded in agreement. "Very well said, sir."
