The Paranormal Wealth System
First Patient
In the morning, Julian swept back his paranormal practice room and put up a plaque he made himself using a former study board that was hidden in the warehouse because it was damaged.
The Julian practice temporarily opened late in the afternoon until evening only because Julian still had to busk during the day. Julian's goal is not just to make money, but to find information about his mother's whereabouts.
With an old photo of his mother, Julian said goodbye to Miss Rosidah to busking in the terminal. Before, Julian had never gone far when busking. That's because Ms. Rosidah was too worried about him.
However, Julian is now an adult, he must learn to determine his own life direction. Therefore, Julian took his guitar to a new location with hopes as high as space. The terminal was a place of hope where Julian could meet many people from different regions for questioning.
Inside the crowded terminal, Julian sings from one bus to another. He did not hesitate to ask permission from the driver or conductor to be allowed to find sustenance when the city bus was waiting for passengers. Every time Julian finished singing, he held out his hat to the passengers, hoping that someone would give him a dime in return.
Every time Julian gets the chance, he shows a black and white photo of her while asking politely.
“Please excuse me, want to ask ... have you seen anyone in this photo, Brother?” julian asked a woman who looked like an office worker.
The woman looked closely at the photo in Julian's hand, “I don't think she's ever known or seen, sorry!”
“Oh yes brother, it's okay. Thank you!” julian is friendly. He repeated it tirelessly without despair.
Suddenly, on the sidelines of a busking event, Julian heard the sound of a system from inside his head.
DING!!!
[Mission 2: Saving a mother who will be a victim of property. Time to complete the mission: 5 minutes.]
Julian noticed all the female passengers on the bus. He went to the woman who was sitting in the back seat. Greeting a young mother who was taking off a gold bracelet and ready to be given to a middle-aged male figure.
“Stop! Don't give that bracelet to someone you don't know!” Julian who appeared near the man who was launching a vendetta immediately attracted the attention of the mother of the prospective victim. The woman's hand did not give the jewelry that had been removed because of Julian's arrest. Julian's light touch sent out a small shockwave that brought him to consciousness.
“But I have to hand over money and jewelry to this father because he has been given a gift!” The mother pointed to a small plastic bag containing fried food in her left hand. Looking puzzled and staring at the pushy middle-aged man who was as fast as lightning descended from the bus.
“Save more mother's jewelry,” Julian said with a smile. “Be careful on the road, Mom! If you can do not invite bad people by wearing jewelry when traveling.”
The woman whom Julian helped nodded, only fully aware that she wanted to be the target of revenge. “Thank you very much yes, Mas!”
Julian only replied with a light nod and got off the bus immediately. He wanted to chase after the gendam man, but unfortunately lost track because of the many people who passed over the view.
[Mission 2 was successful. The prize money of five million rupiah has been sent to the account of Mr.]
Julian grinned happily at the amount of money the system had already transferred into his account. He left the terminal because it was almost afternoon. Although he did not get any information about his mother, at least he had enough money to eat. There was nothing in vain from his struggle of spending sound and energy in the terminal throughout the day.
Okay, I think that's enough today! I still have to prepare myself for the next job. What kind of clothes will I wear in the practice room? Shaman's distinctive black suit or casual style as usual?
Julian chuckles at the thought of himself wearing a Javanese udeng, holding a keris and then burning incense like a shaman he saw in the film while receiving a patient.
With a wacky smile, Julian rubbed his cheeks. It's a paranormal system, a young millennial shaman who doesn't need incense or incense. Julian finally decided not to wear the costume, he chose to dress as usual. Casual and hat.
Julian cut off his daydream when he got off the bus that took him home. He stepped excitedly into the parlour not too far from the highway. Who would have thought, Julian has been waiting for a mother in his practice room that was just opened by Ms. Rosidah?
“Mas Julian if there is time come to my food stall, please see there is a magical problem what is my shop drag once the sale? Usually at this hour I have already held the sales money of one and a half million ... this is a hundred thousand not yet, Mas!”
“How long has the change been happening, Mom?” ask Julian enthusiastically. Really he is still confused how to handle it without the help of the system. The mystical world was something new to him.
“It's been a week, Mom! Come on, let's see, I'm starting this stress. Dizziness thinking about the debt of goods that are due but have not sold!” ma'am Anna complained with a helpless expression.
“Alright, we're there now! I try to see first the situation ...” Julian nodded confidently, starting to show confidence even though he did not know what to do in his neighbor's shop. He stood up after hearing the sound of a bell ringing in his head. Julian listened to Mbah Jambrong's voice without asking so as not to be considered crazy by Ms. Anna for talking to herself.
DING!!!
[Mission 3: Cleaning the magical dust cover the business with water of supernatural energy. Time to complete the mission: 40 minutes.]
Julian reflexes following in the footsteps of Ms. Anna. Their destination was not so far from the parlour, so Julian was already standing in front of the stall five minutes later.
[Time to complete the mission 34 minutes 15 seconds.]
“Bu ... I need mineral water one bottle!” pinta Julian's.
The mineral water that Ms. Anna gave her was fed by supernatural energy by Julian. After that he splashed the water in the yard, continued to walk forward until the boundary of the road fence.
Julian did the activities that shamans usually do just based on instinct. His supernatural abilities were still very low, but Julian could feel the energy flowing from his palm into the water. That's what makes Julian sure that the system in his body is working properly.
Julian could even sense that his supernatural energy was centered in the tailbone. It is enough to regulate through the mind when going to use it. The energy can be transferred easily to the hands, feet, eyes or to other parts of the body as Julian wishes.
Before long, the unpleasant air that had previously seemed to wade into Bu Anna's house faded and slowly disappeared. Julian could feel the place more comfortable as no more negative energy roamed around. The water in the bottle has been used to water the yard.
[Mission 3 was successful. The prize money of ten million rupiah has been sent to the account of Mr.]
Julian was just about to thank Mbah Jambrong when he heard the voice of a man greeting him.
“Loh .. You are not Julian his son Bu Rosidah?” ask Pak Anam, the owner of the village corner sembako stall who happened to pass in front of the house of Bu Anna. “What are you doing here, Jul?”
“I'm helping Ms. Anna clean the stall, sir!” julian replied as he brandished the empty bottle, then threw it into the trash.
Mr. Anam looked at Julian from top to bottom with a probing look. “I saw earlier your style as a shaman using splashing water into the yard! Indirectly you it shows that Bu Anna stalls are closing, but quiet could be because the price is expensive!”
Julian only smiled in response to Mr. Anam who spoke in an unpleasant tone. Besides, where did Mr. Anam know that what Julian was handling was the problem of the stalls? Didn't Julian just say that he was helping clean up Miss Anna?
Not wanting to argue let alone look like a psychic in front of Mr. Anam, Julian said goodbye to Ms. Anna. He thanked him for getting an allowance of fifty thousand rupiah.
Since it was not yet night, Julian did not go home immediately. He went to his best friend's house, Typhoon. There is a plan that Julian wants to talk about, which is to invite Typhoon to seek his luck by singing in the cafe every weekend.
In addition to money and information, Julian deliberately challenged his ability to sing in a more elegant place, and of course to find relationships. Who knows if there are rich people who want to use their paranormal services to make sellers for example?
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