Daily Life RPG System

Is this the feeling of being omniscient spoken of in legends? No wonder the church is hung up on the issue of believers. Even if their peak powerhouses can't intrude on the fragile world, they can use believers as nodes to keep an eye on what happens here.

Still, the prerequisite of 1.2 billion believers is quite harsh, can it be that they can only construct an immaterial dimension of faith energy once they reach a critical benchmark?

Perhaps, if it wasn't for the Fantasy Crystal, I wouldn't have been able to make this immaterial dimension a reality.

After experimenting with the faith energy and the immaterial dimension for a while, Hiro retrieved his consciousness from the space and returned to his real body.

The next moment he opened his eyes, he realized how stiff his muscles were at the moment.

Confused, he stretched his body and hurriedly left the pocket dimension, and returned to his study.

The moment he stepped into the study, he observed the digital clock on the wall for the calendar, which frightened him.

He spent no less than three weeks inside the pocket dimension! Luckily, the mysterious energy from the system kept his body in a healthy condition while the pocket dimension was undergoing a metamorphosis into a domain.

However, losing touch with the outside world for so long was quite troublesome!

Hiro hurriedly checked his phone, and as he expected, it had over a thousand text messages and hundreds of missed phone calls.

Checking his quantum watch, Hiro also noticed dozens of messages on the PARA app, specifically in his private thread.

Theo must have given the private thread's password to the other Paranormals from the last time, and from the looks of it, something big must have happened in the Paranormal Society.

Hiro quickly opened the thread and sent a message.

[Babylon]: I'm busy. Make it short.

He didn't bother with the PARA app anymore and went to check his phone.

There were messages from Teacher Aiya, Rosaline, Bella, Jessica, Vanti, Elvin, and some other unknown numbers.

Most of the calls were from Bella and Vanti, so Hiro sent them a short reply together with everyone else with the message broadcast feature.

As for the load of messages, he marked all of them on read and didn't bother looking at them a second time.

Hiro anticipated that Bella would probably call him anytime soon. However, before then, he suddenly got an idea.

He opened the portal to his pocket dimension and summoned Juvia, only to be momentarily shocked when he saw her.

She was already at level 20 according to the system's classifications, a certified Tier-8 Paranormal.

Her advancement was just too fast.

Well, more like Hiro's advancement in the real world was too slow since he didn't bother with raising his power level.

Her white armor transformed into a gender-neutral business suit as she bowed to Hiro and greeted, "Did you call for me, Master?"

Hiro nodded and pointed at the documents on the desk. "Take your identification documents and go take the civil servant exam. I have high hopes for you, Juvia. Just keep your connections with me a secret."

Juvia's eyes glimmered, clear excitement brewing within her little head as she nodded seriously. "Don't worry, Master. I won't disappoint you."

She approached the desk, took the envelope with her legal identification documents inside, and then swiftly left the study.

With her current strength, leaving the mansion without drawing attention was an easy task.

Watching her disappear like that, Hiro's heart burned with excitement and expectations.

He wondered how far Juvia could go as a civil servant. With the system concealing her powers, no one in this world can see through her identity as a dragon or her current strength.

Hiro touched his chin and sent Arabella a message, requesting her opinion on which stocks in the international market he should buy.

He told her that he could buy %5 of any company, regardless of size; she only needed to recommend him the best choice.

He gave her one week to do the necessary research. Although Nebula Electronics was a big company, it was still a local tyrant with roots in the Nexus Country, not a behemoth on the international scale.

As for the COC, it was more like an alliance of common interests, not a company.

This way, one of his trusted generals went out to establish a budding business empire while the other went out to climb the political ladder.

The future so far seemed very bright.

Ring! Ring!

His phone rang, but unexpectedly, it was Rosaline who called him and not Bella.

Although a little surprised, Hiro picked up the call and answered, "Hello?"

"I really thought you were dead in some forsaken corner, little guy. I have a few things to discuss with you, are you free to meet me right now?"

"I was busy handling some private matters, so I wasn't around for a long time. Also, it depends on what kind of business is it, can you tell me?"

"It's the kind of business that can't be discussed on the phone, do you understand me now?"

"I understand. Let me see, what time is it now? It's almost nine in the evening, is it alright if we meet at such a late hour?"

"It's alright, just meet me in two hours. I'll send you a location, is that okay?"

"Yeah, I guess I'll see you in two hours."

Beep!

…

Hiro put his phone down and contemplated for a while. Then, he opened the PARA app and skimmed through the most recent messages.

As expected, something big happened.

The church launched an expedition that lasted for ten years into a vast pocket dimension with a surface area of over 300 million square kilometers.

However, the dimension's core cracked during the expedition, destroying the equilibrium of the pocket dimension.

In a hurry, the powerhouses retreated lest the entire dimension collapsed, ruining their decade-long expedition.

However, the dimension was infested with hostile races from other worlds, the church couldn't sit still and watch them take all the valuables away.

At first, they called for mid-tier Paranormals to help them sweep through the dimension and collect the treasures and materials, but the pocket dimension kept deteriorating. Discover more at m'vl em|p yr

Soon, only low-tier Paranormals could enter safely, forcing the mid-tier powerhouses to evacuate.

Theo wanted to invite him during the brief window where mid-tier Paranormals were allowed entry, but he wasn't contactable during that time.

He said it was a missed opportunity, what a pity. Now, only Tier-9, Tier-8, and Tier-7 Paranormals were allowed to enter the pocket dimension.

Anyone stronger than that couldn't enter even if they tried, because the gate opened by the Holy Church would reject them.

After reading the message, Hiro could guess what type of "Talk" Rosaline was about to have with him.

[Babylon]: What are the attributes of that dimension's laws?

Usually, such large pocket dimensions are called Minor Realms, and they sustain more than one mystical law.

For example, the Minor Realm from where the vampires and werewolves came from, not to mention that some sources detailed that elves came from the same Minor Realm.

Soon, someone responded.

[???]: Most of the energy is chaotic neutral energy that anyone can absorb, but the conversion rate is very low. If one was to absorb 10 units of energy, 8.2 units would be wasted. There's also a sliver of pure demonic energy, which is also the main cause of the deteriorating core.

[Babylon]: Okay.

Hiro closed the PARA app and began to contemplate silently.

…

Two hours later.

Seven Inch is a famous lakeside view tea pavilion on the other side of the Tsukiyomi Lake.

Goes without saying, it's incredibly expensive. To avoid inconveniencing both himself and Rosaline, a distinguished daughter of the Rosch family, Hiro picked an expensive set of branded clothing for the occasion.

The moment the car stopped by the entrance to the Seven Inch Pavilion, Hiro slowly alighted while maintaining his image in mind.

However, he soon found out how redundant his actions were…

AHHH!!

A shrill shout attracted the attention of many pedestrians, some were frowning in displeasure.

A host of teenagers, probably second-generation rich youngsters, spotted Hiro from a distance.

The girls in the group shouted, "CRIMSON ACE HIRO! IT'S CRIMSON ACE HIRO! PLEASE I WANT AN AUTOGRAPH!"

Then, they rushed over like hungry beasts.

Shocked, Hiro hurried to the pavilion's entrance and was about to mention Rosaline's name for a reservation, only to notice that the receptionist was blushing deeply.

"P-please can I have an autograph…"

For a professional receptionist in a high-end establishment, stuttering once was already a catastrophe for her, but she didn't care and stretched out a small notebook to Hiro.

Looking down, Hiro was stunned to find his image on the notebook as a printed cover.

It was his image receiving a long pass through the air on his chest, the impact and the wind causing his short hair to flare like a dancing flame, his eyes sharp and focused.

Everything else aside, the image was too badass.

Seeing that the teenagers were almost on his heels, Hiro grabbed the receptionist's pen and scribbled an autograph with his professional calligraphy skills.

Who can challenge me? They're not worthy!

—Yours truly…

After leaving his first name, he bid farewell to the girl and rushed inside, his heart beating wildly as he looked back; a tide of people was already rushing over.

Fame is truly scary…

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