The Paranormal Wealth System
Paranormal Fight!
On the way to the shophouse, Julian peeked at his latest status.
Paranormal Wealth System]
[Status]
[Name : Julian El Sandi]
[Life: 18 Years]
[Paranormal Level: Silver]
[Strength: 43]
[Detention: 37]
[Party :44]
[Sightliness :76]
[Enchance :55]
[Luck :33]
[Supernatural abilities: 34]
[Special abilities: Ancient martial arts]
[Funds: 531 million]
[Mission 11: Success]
[Gift: Some money and points added]
[Mystery gift: Ajian Semar Mesem, Ajian Bolo Sewu, Ajian Kluntung Wesi, Ajian Asmoro Kuning, Ajian Jolo Gold]
[Special gift: The ability to see magic]
[Mission 12: Not yet available]
[Driving system: Mbah Jambrong]
“It looks like I only got money and added status points huh, Mbah?”
[Yes, Sir!]
“Ya already then. It doesn't matter not getting any weird studies or abilities. The most important thing is money, money and money hahaha,” Julian said happily.
Darling, Julian's happiness and laughter didn't last long. He must cringe when he gets to the front of his practice.
“Sial! If this is the story, there will be no patients who stop by. Who in the world is a shaman who is not working to make a way to close the sustenance of people?” grunts Julian.
In just a few hours the heat was felt in the area of Julian's rented shop. Julian's skin did not even stop goosebumps because it intersected with the mystical boundary between humans and supernatural beings.
Julian activated his occult view to confirm his conjecture. And sure enough, the pocong-pocong jumped to and fro in front of the shophouse to keep people from coming. Close the eyes of prospective Julian patients so as not to see the practice. Struggling Julian's sustenance by dirty black magic shaman style.
However, Julian is not a mentally prepared young man to see that kind of magic. Moreover, the pocong face that appeared right before him was black-faced, shattered and extremely terrifying. That made Julian run into his room to catch his breath and beat his heart twice as fast.
“Yes, Mbah! Why is that pocong face so bad? Much worse than the jinn, the danyang and the khodam that I have seen. How is this, Mbah? My legs are shaking! Uh a minute .. I'm gonna pee first, Mbah! Shit, shit, shit!”
Julian entered the bathroom looking to the left right, and even took a glance at the mirror. Who knew if there was a pocong following his escape into the room? Occasionally, ghost terror also occurs through the bathroom mirror, heh!
Hm, Julian seems to be watching too many horror movies. Due to the fact, the pocong wandering in front of his practice place no one dared to be too attached to it.
As a low-level psychic, Julian has the energy, the study and the expertise to support his profession, even though all that is not maximal. But, the shamanic aura that Julian emitted could already scare away supernatural beings, especially those in the lower caste ranks.
[Do you still feel afraid?]
Julian was cursing to himself in shock at the sound of the system guide in his head. It happened because Julian was too tense and carried away a creepy silent atmosphere. Even though it was still afternoon, the sun had just set half an hour ago.
“Mbah, how do I get rid of those pocongs? Do I need to call danyang village again?”
[No, just find the gusset! After that destroy the black spell attached to the gusset and burn it! Bolo sewu you can use to get rid of those pocongs.]
“Why should the gusset be burned, Mbah? Can't be thrown away or buried?”
[The still intact and carelessly discarded foam can be called again by its owner to be refilled. It is not recommended to be buried because it causes unpleasant air in places where people live. After all, the earth sometimes does not want to receive something very evil energy, sir!]
“But I couldn't stare at them for long, Mbah! I can't possibly dare to look for the banquet that was planted in front of the shophouse under the pocong's gaze! Yes if they don't tease me!”
[Master should be able to fight fear! Pocongs are not the only supernatural creatures with the most terrifying faces. There are still many similar creatures that have a bad level above the pocong. I will include this work in the mission so that you have motivation against fear.]
“What if I refuse or cannot complete the mission, Mbah?” ask Julian. According to him, the system guide was cheating because he put his weaknesses into the mission.
A thousand soldiers of jinn and danyang called Julian yesterday is indeed nothing as bad as pocong, because they likened themselves as humans who have a bad face. What is clear is that they are still human faces, not the most horror ghostly faces that many humans, including himself, fear.
“Disappeared? Can't! I need to be rich before you get out of my body. Come where the mission is, Mbah! I'm ready for this!” Julian. He suddenly became brave. A thousand pocongs won't stop him from making money.
DING!!!
[Mission 12: Finding the witchcraft, destroying the black spell that followed and burning it. Time to complete the mission: 30 minutes]
Julian went straight to the outside of the shophouse with a knife. He sent his rent bolo to beat the pocong on guard like a housing security guard. Julian's unseen eye looked down at each inch of land that was the source of the exit of the pocong into his courtyard.
It took about five minutes for Julian to find a place that became a cemetery. Julian gouged the ground with a knife until he found a white cloth.
Julian did the job exactly as the system ordered. He simply opened the white shroud to see its contents which turned out to be just a pile of chicken bones and a handful of soil that might have come from the grave.
“Which land can be burned, Mbah?” julian asked with a confused expression.
[The purpose of combustion is to damage the gusset, so it cannot be reused! Once neutralized and burned, the land that became the medium of magic could be thrown away anywhere!]
Julian murmured, “Oh .. so!”
Painful howls from the occult realm and fireworks-like eruptions on the eve of the new year rang out in Julian's ears. Indicates that the work is done. Pocongs that roamed in the area where he lived were no longer there, disappearing with the gusset that had been burned. Julian also drew a thousand of his genie troops.
[Mission 12 succeeded. A hundred million rupiah prize money has been sent to Mr.'s account.]
Hearing information from the system that the mission was complete, Julian darted into the bathroom to clean himself up. After that, he changed clothes while cheering, “Horai .. I will celebrate by singing in the cafe, Mbah! I don't want to be reminded of a bad face pocong constantly. Thank you for the gift!”
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The next three hours Julian had finished singing to entertain the young and the cafe visitors. He was given the opportunity by the cafe owner to get acquainted with the young girl he helped the other day.
“Julian,” says Julian confidently when mentioning his name.
“Laila,” reply young girl who looks like her mother, smile kindly at Julian, her helper.
They talk as well as young people who are just getting acquainted. Talk about activities and a little background each. Julian bluntly said that he was just a busker who doubles as a young psychic. While all the information about Laila stored Julian in his brain.
“Sister Julian can be ordered to fill special events outside of work in this cafe?” ask Laila.
Julian replied, “I'm just helping a friend fill out a weekend night event here, so could have been called to sing somewhere else.”
“This is not a big event, but will you fill out the event for my 16th birthday celebration in a few days? I can't make a party at the cafe, so it has to be held at grandma's house!” laila said with a wry smile.
“I will come with Typhoon and one more friend who is good at playing piano, how?”
Laila nodded in agreement. They began to talk about the honor for the event. In fact, Julian was not very concerned about the money Laila offered, as his goal to approach the girl was to get information that might be related to his mother.
“I can't go home too late today because grandpa is not well, I will contact you if we don't meet here!” laila said she ended the conversation after exchanging phone numbers.
Julian offers his kindness, “Do I need to drive you to the parking lot for security?”
Laila pointed to one of the security, “I'm in their custody, so no need to worry!”
“OK, see you again .. Laila!”
“Until we meet again, Brother Julian!”
Seeing Laila leave Julian's desk, Typhoon comes straight to Julian. “Currently?”
“Very well, we have a singing job at Laila's birthday show in a few days.”
“Serious?” ask Typhoon surprised. “Do you want Laila to believe so much in you? Useful huh?”
“Paranormal fight hahaha,” replied Julian carelessly.
“Yeah I believe .. let alone you already have a place of business. Only I still have a little doubt that you cannot open the aura of my good looks, Jul!”
Julian frowned, “What do you mean?”
“Yes open the aura let me not always be unlucky in life! I just got cut off in Ika!”
“Unfortunately I can't do it, I'm not an aura open-air field expert!” julian held back a laugh. He remembered some time ago when he had just got the system, thinking of trying to study the pembar mesem on Ika. Eh .. now his friend's girlfriend had even run away first.
“Don't lie to your own friends, Jul! I'm sure you can, you just don't want to.. maybe afraid of losing competitiveness after I open the aura hahaha!”
Julian emphasized his sentence in an exasperated tone, “I can't, Typhoon! Listen to this once again .. I can't open the aura!”
“Please me, Julian! I want to regret leaving me!” urge Typhoon not to give up.
“Sorry ... I'm really not an expert on this!” julian for the last time. He stood up, ready to go home when the system greeted him.
DING!!!
Julian clucked in annoyance. He must start to focus on listening to the mission that the system will convey. The mission is definitely related to the request of his best friend.
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