After that reward, the next reward will be at 1000 songs.

The reward milestone for composing new songs is going up by a factor of 10.

It is impossible for you to write a hundred songs tonight, let alone a thousand songs.

Even if you have all day, composing 100 songs is hard.

This is due to your limited knowledge.

30 songs are probably the limit of what you can remember.

After that, you can only recall a sentence or two – not enough to compose a new song even with the helps from the System.

You struggle to finish 5 more songs to make it a full stack of 30.

It takes longer than the first 25 since you have exhausted your memory, but now you have 30 wonder hits that can launch your recording company to prominent.

You will create more songs with Mark helping you out.

Once you have the songs filed into a nice stack on the desk, you look out your window at Celine.

She is in her room across the walkways that separates the two rooms.

Unfortunately, she is not paying attention to you anymore. Probably becoming long bored of watching you typing on the typewriter and singing to yourself endlessly.

Rather, Celine is watching late night television and having a snack. She is laughing loudly at the joke on the television.

Seeing that is the case, you immediate put the stack of written songs on the desk into your Inventory with a touch.

The moment you did, she snaps towards you and narrows her brown eyes suspiciously.

She obviously didn't see what you did, since it was instant.

Celine picks up a notebook and looks through the sketches before scanning your room.

Honestly, did she just record down where everything is in your room to compare later?

Maybe she is planning on breaking in later and she must know where everything is once she is done.

Or maybe she just sketches down what is on your desk.

The simplest explanation is usually the correct one.

You go for the simplest explanation.

n.o.body is that crazy.

Honestly, just because of a hunch and from what happened in the restaurant, Celine will go to extreme length to prove that she is right – or wrong.

Maybe you should have ear-drop on the Ashley and her boyfriend like other people when they were f.u.c.king in the toilet instead of smiling proudly and enjoy your pizza like a culprit.

But then again, it does take some imagination skills to think you are the culprit.

You roll your eyes at her scrutinization and pick up another stash of paper from the ground and place it on the table where the original pile was.

That shuts her up.

Once that done, you get up and start undressing without bothering to close the blindfold.

You need to take a shower and then some sleep. It is 2 in the morning.

You have been at it for more than 6 hours.

Celine didn't remove her eyes as she watches you undress right in front of her.

She even chuckles here and there, finding your attempt to make her blush amusing.

As you stand b.u.t.t-naked, you mouth and point at her that it is her turn to undress.

"In your dream, idiot!"

Celine sticks up her middle finger. She then returns to watching television.

You shrug and head to the bathroom.

Once you inside the bathroom, you check if there is indeed a backdoor like the lady-owner had said.

There is a door on the opposite side of the bathroom.

You head there and open the door to peek outside, finding that it leads to the back of the motel and around to the carpark.

You nod and lock the door again. If you need to use it, you are glad that it is there.

After checking there are no more prying eyes anywhere in the room, you quickly take out the golden chest from your Inventory.

You place the chest over the bathroom sink.

Wis.h.i.+ng upon a star that it is not empty, you open it slowly.

Your heart cheers as you take in the glimpse of an apple, s.h.i.+ning magnificently in whatever little light of the bathroom.

It is an ability!

You have just earned yourself a new ability!

Without pause, you take the apple out of the chest, allowing the chest to vanish into thin air.

Just like before, you must eat the entire apple to be granted a new ability.

This includes its core.

You proceed to take bites out of it, enjoying the fruit of your labor.

Once you finish the apple and swallow its core, the System rings in your head.

[Congratulation. You have gained a new ability: Voice of Reason]

A ma.s.sive grin appears on your face.

[If they are inclined to it, they can be reasoned with. With the Voice of Reason, you can persuade any living thing to see your point of view and even do what you wanted. How much persuasion is needed depends on how illogical your reasoning is. Stronger persuasion requires higher sacrifices.]

You read the description a few more times before turning on the shower. You will test out the ability when you have time.

For now, you need a nice, long shower.

Once you done, you head back to the living room with a towel around your waist.

You take note that Celine is talking on the phone with someone.

You could barely hear what she is saying.

"Yeah. Okay, Dad. Don't worry about me. I will take the test at the earliest convenience. It is not like I could fail it on my own. You know how it is with them, and I'm a woman."

She notices you watching her and turns away from the window.

"No, no. You don't have to tell me about that, dad. I just don't like that he doesn't take me seriously, especially when he needed my help. If he has taken my words to heart, then he wouldn't have lost his job. My intuition is usually good. If something doesn't look right, then it usually is not."

As you listen in a bit more, you realize that she is from a family of cops.

She is not a cop, and she has no desire of becoming one. Her aims is a bit higher – The Federal Bureau of Investigation.

She wants to be an FBI agent.

She is going to take a test, and she is very confidence that she will pa.s.s the test if no one mess around with her results.

Being a woman will cause her to be looked down upon, even if she has the skill and the willpower for the job.

It isn't good for you to have a federal agent chasing your a.s.s, especially one who trusts in her instinct far more than any logical reasonings.

You are just unlucky to have run into someone like her.

Celine suspects that you have to do with the two events at the restaurant because of your unnatural behaviors, but she has no way to prove it.

That didn't mean she will give up.

She will probably stake you out until she finds something to nail your a.s.s with. From her skillset and her personality traits, she will do exactly as that.

G.o.dd.a.m.n, she is stubborn – like you.

Now you know how it feels to be stalked and hara.s.sed.

Great!

No, you can't have that stalking you and hara.s.sing you, at least not until you are powerful enough to dissuade her.

Thinking fast, you need to misdirect her – or give her something more serious to chew upon.

You could also try to befriend her, reasoning with her that you are not a bad person. And if she keeps on with her guts and tries to stick her nose in where it doesn't belong, bad and unexplainable things will happen to her.

She might wind up in a mental inst.i.tution afterwards.

You ponder for a bit and look at the typewriter on top of the desk. Aside from your new power, you haven't fully tested the power of Inventory.

You slip back into the bathroom.

You take several towels to cover yourself completely and head out the back door.

When you head outside, you look around to see if anyone is watching. You then place both hands on her car.

A splitting migraine wreck your brain before the car in front of you finally vanishes.

You exhale deeply and acknowledge that the car got stash into your Inventory.

Once that is done, you hurry back to the bathroom and dress yourself in a provided nightgown.

Back in the living room, you approach the minibar in the room and check for a cool drink.

It is to suppress the ma.s.sive headache for stas.h.i.+ng such a huge object into your Inventory.

The heavier the object, the more brainpower you need. You wonder if you can stash an entire building into your Inventory.

You probably die if you did that.

Letting out a heavy sigh, you drop down on your couch and check Celine in the other room. She has finished talking on the phone and return to her seat, resuming watching television.

Celine leers at you every so often, to see what you are doing. She didn't seem to be tired or anything of the sort.

She must have pulled a lot of all-nighter.

You raise the bottle of c.o.ke to her when she looks over before mouthing.

"See you in my dream."