The next day, after Ethan Carter woke up, it felt as if everything that happened yesterday was just a dream—so unreal.

If he couldn’t easily control the things around him, and leap three or four meters with a light jump, he would really have thought that everything yesterday was just a dream.

After waking up, Ethan Carter washed his face and brushed his teeth as usual, then went out to the street to eat a youtiao and drink a cup of soy milk.

In fact, although Ethan Carter was very curious about the world of espers, he didn’t want to get involved. He still considered himself an ordinary person—living his own life just fine, why bother with all that fighting and killing every day?

If it hadn’t been for the money for Little Brian’s medical treatment yesterday, he wouldn’t have fought at all.

Because of this mindset, when Mr. Turner asked Ethan Carter to apply to join the Esper Association yesterday, he righteously refused.

In the end, Mr. Turner just threw out, “Even if you don’t join, people from the Association will still come looking for you to make you join,” and then trotted off.

“Tch, isn’t it just not being allowed to use powers to fight? Fine, I just won’t use them!” Ethan Carter thought disdainfully.

Originally, Ethan Carter treated himself as an ordinary person, but as soon as he hit the street, he was anything but ordinary.

“System task: Steal Mr. Smith’s youtiao tongs.”

After Ethan Carter finished eating his youtiao, a mechanical system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.

Mr. Smith was the one selling youtiao next to his rental place.

“System task: Steal Mrs. Harris’s soy milk boiler.”

After Ethan Carter finished his soy milk, there was another task.

Mrs. Harris was, of course, the one selling soy milk.

It wasn’t just stealing youtiao tongs and soy milk boilers—there were also tasks to steal clothes, shoes, underwear, and all sorts of other perverted missions that came at him like a flood.

Of course, Ethan Carter completed them all. After all, he didn’t dare to test whether the system would really erase him.

At first, he was quite pleased with himself, but as time went on, he started to get frustrated. Always doing tasks around his rental place meant too many things went missing nearby, and it was causing public outrage.

If it were just that, it wouldn’t be too troublesome—Ethan Carter could just go farther away. But there was a more serious problem: the system’s tasks were getting more and more twisted, and it was getting harder and harder for him to complete them.

For example, there was a task that required him to steal the hair dryer from Little Lewis’s hand.

Little Lewis was a barber at a shop on Jingwang Street. He only had that one hair dryer, and he held it in his hand twenty-four hours a day. How was Ethan Carter supposed to steal it?

In the end, with no other choice, Ethan Carter steeled himself and had Mr. Turner bring a bunch of his underlings to the barbershop for haircuts. Then they started making trouble, turning the shop into utter chaos, and in the confusion, he finally managed to steal the hair dryer.

This almost made Mr. Turner’s eyes pop out. He grinned awkwardly and said, “Boss, if you like hair dryers, I’ll get you a dozen!”

“I want this hair dryer, the others are useless to me,” Ethan Carter replied irritably.

“Then I’ll just have Little Lewis give you this hair dryer!”

Ethan Carter: “……”

After doing so many tasks, Ethan Carter also gained some experience. The tasks were getting more and more twisted, but he had a countermeasure—

Have accomplices!

Mr. Turner and his underlings were fully utilized by Ethan Carter. Whenever there was a task, Ethan Carter would use them to distract the target, then make his move.

Now Mr. Turner finally understood: the boss didn’t like hair dryers, he just had a special obsession with stealing…

“Sigh!” Ethan Carter let out a deep sigh. When would days like this end? Doing tasks was painful, and doing them for a long time was even more painful. Even going out for a bowl of soy milk, he was thinking about stealing someone’s bowl—just how devious had he become?

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Chapter 7: You Want to Hit on Her?

“Boss, is there another task?” As soon as Mr. Turner saw Ethan Carter, he ran over from afar. He was already completely used to his boss’s special obsession, and happily cooperated.

“Nothing.” Ethan Carter coughed. He had just received another task—to steal a dozen pieces of women’s underwear from a lingerie shop—but he planned to handle this one on his own.

“Oh!” Mr. Turner looked at Ethan Carter suspiciously and said, “A few of us are planning to go to the hospital this afternoon to pick up Mr. Brian. Boss, are you coming?”

“Little Brian’s pneumonia has pretty much cleared up after this period of hospitalization. It’s about time for him to be discharged.” Ethan Carter nodded.

In the afternoon, Ethan Carter and Mr. Turner went to the hospital and brought Little Brian to the new apartment they had bought in the city.

This apartment was bought for Ethan Carter by Mr. Turner. It was over a hundred square meters, much bigger than the old twenty-square-meter rental, and of course much more comfortable.

Little Brian already knew about Ethan Carter being an esper. At first, he stared in disbelief, but after Ethan Carter used his psychic power to make things float around, he was completely convinced.