Chapter 16
Karl continued to mutter quietly, hurling his phone aside after hastily rating the NovelFire he had just read.
He gazed at the ceiling, feeling overwhelmed by the multitude of mishaps that had unfolded that day—ranging from the catastrophe at the gym to an unexpected message from a colleague, it felt as though everything was piling up relentlessly.
"Such bad luck," he mumbled. "Why must I endure all these irritating events?"
He sat back, running his fingers through his hair, attempting to dispel the discomfort lingering from earlier incidents. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, the image of the burly man haunted him persistently, his words "Ma Boy" echoing in Karl's mind.
"I swear, I'll never set foot in that gym again," Karl resolved.
He could still feel the phantom touch of the man's hand on his shoulder, sending chills down his spine. "Ugh, just thinking about it sends shivers through me."
However, deep within his heart, Karl understood that evading the gym was not the true solution.
He faced a far more significant challenge: the hijack system. The unpredictable nature of the system's effects was a double-edged sword, and if he wasn't careful, everything could spiral out of control, far worse than a mere embarrassing incident at the gym.
"Alright," Karl said, steeling himself. "No more foolish choices. I must learn to wield this system with greater wisdom."
He opened the system interface, staring intently at the blinking cursor on the hijack panel. The possibilities were endless, but so too was the potential for further mistakes. The thought made his stomach churn slightly, yet Karl pushed the feeling aside.
"If I'm going to utilize this, I need a plan. I cannot allow this to dominate me. I must take control of the system."