Chapter 1 This store servers gentleman only

"Come and have a look!A real bargain for only 10 dollars…10 dollars per kilo, and it's all yours!"

Ivan wore a black hoodie, yelling out loud.

Although it was a warehouse, the total area was only about ten square meters, located in a very desolate place.

Of course, the biggest advantage was that Ivan could always sell all of his goods out, ensuring his economic income.

"Bro, what do you sell here?" A passerby looking at Ivan asked curiously.

"See for yourself," Ivan waved his hand, with a hint of a smile on his face.

The man looked up and saw the sign:

"This store specializes in serving men, second-hand women's underwear, ten dollars per kilo." The man read the words out one by one.

Ivan walked over and whispered in his ear: "How about it? Want to buy one kilo? Guaranteed authenticity and original smell."

The man froze for a moment, then looked at Ivan in disgust: "Crazy!"

After spitting at Ivan, the man left without looking back.

Ivan just smiled, as this was a common occurrence.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the man returned wearing a mask, carefully checking if anyone was looking in their direction.

"Hey, bro, really sorry, can you sell me one kilo?"

Ivan didn't say much, just smiled mysteriously.

"No problem." Ivan accepted the money from him.

Then Ivan skillfully took out a sack and gave it to him after packing the goods.

"Welcome back anytime, we focus on satisfying the needs of regular customers and accept orders as we are often out of stock ."

The man gave Ivan an OK gesture, then hurried away hugging the sack.

Ivan stood at the door, stretching lazily: "It's about time to tidy up and close the shop."

It is now nearly 11 pm. All the customers who were meant to come have arrived, and those who weren't meant to come will not be coming.

Furthermore, he still has classes to attend at the academy tomorrow.

For Ivan, selling these items is currently his sole source of income.

Ever since the catastrophic disaster that befell Earth thousands of years ago, humankind had gained supernatural abilities.

The entire world was transformed, and everyone's way of life changed completely!

Whether it's travel or work, they are all connected to abilities now.

Even education in the academies is related to abilities.

Wherever there are people, they will unnaturally categorize each other into rankings.

In this ability-driven world, things are naturally like this.

The only difference is that now people are categorized according to their abilities.

Of course, what does any of this have to do with Ivan?

He doesn't have a trace of ability in his entire body, and talents are utterly beyond him.

Were it not for policies, he probably wouldn't even be able to attend school.

To tell the real culprit behind all this, Ivan recalled a doddering old man.

That old man once told Ivan that as long as he chose the path of cultivating immortality, he would definitely be able to surpass all ability users in the future!

And he'd even be able to be surrounded by the scents of all kinds of beautiful young maidens.

The latter prediction did come true - he now makes a living amid the scents of various women. But the earlier words were simply nonsense.

"Choose the path of cultivating immortality? What a joke that I actually believed his bullshit back then - now I can only rely on these side jobs to get by!"

Ivan took various women's underwear and sprayed scent boosters bought online onto them.

That's the case, Ivan of course couldn't possibly find any actual used women's underwear.

So he just bought new ones and sprayed scents on them instead.

What a scam!!

It was because he believed that fucking old man's bullshit that he destroyed the ability within his body.

What cultivation?

Every day he breathe in and out but to no avail, instead just sucking in dust in the room.

"Hmm? It seems the scent booster is empty."

Fuck!!

Ivan angrily threw the scent booster on the ground.

He'd have to go to buy another bottle of the booster or else he won't be able to do business tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Ivan put on his shoes and left his tiny home of about 7-8 square meters.

The only place to buy knock-off scent boosters was online, other than that there was only one shady store that had almost anything.

"Sir, I want a bottle of scent booster." Ivan arrived at the shady store next door.

Along this entire street, all shops had closed except for this shady one.

"Fifty. Take it yourself," the shopkeeper lay on a chair without moving, a book covering his face so his looks couldn't be seen.

"Fifty?! That's way too expensive, wasn't it forty last time?"

"Take it or leave it."

Ivan almost vomited blood from anger. Clearly this was a shady place.

But he had no choice, after all he needed to do business tomorrow.

So Ivan paid and took the scent booster that was on the shopkeeper' s table.

"What a heartless man, I'll definitely never come here to buy any stuff again!" Ivan complained as he walked away.

Fifty dollars, it would take a whole day's earnings to make that back!!!

But at least this scent booster would last about a week with each bottle.

Bang bang -

Suddenly, Ivan heard some noises coming from a room alongside the road.

"Master..."

A pleasing melodious voice followed, causing Ivan to pause momentarily.

Are people really playing so openly in this room...

Taking a closer look, this room alongside the road seemed to be an old dance studio that had gone out of business and was still unrented.

Coming to a place like this to have fun? What are those people thinking these days...

With a mind to observe, Ivan didn't leave but walked over to the dance studio instead.

He carefully climbed the stairs and peeked inside from the window edge.

One look and he was instantly stunned.

There he saw a beautiful maiden kneeling on the ground, wearing a black and white French maid mini dress.

Long slender legs wore black thigh-high stockings with lace trim.

Her snow white thighs beneath seemed faintly visible, bringing a very mysterious feeling.

A pair of high heels lay beside her jade-like feet, and her soles that peeked out looked tenderly fair.

Her long black hair also fell just to her heels like a waterfall.

"Master, what will you do to punish this disobedient maid next...?" The girl's voice was very pleasant with an inexplicable seducing tone.

Ivan looked carefully around the entire dance studio. Besides this girl, there was no one else.

Playing so wildly alone?!

Could this be the so-called cosplay? This role-playing is really...

Thinking about it carefully, she must have some kind of hobby and came here alone to release herself through role-playing in an empty place.

It was then that the girl tilted her head, allowing Ivan to see her peerless beauty!!

She was like a fairy walking out of a painting, her cheeks flushed, and anyone would find it hard not to watch more.

!!!

This...this...

Isn't this the student council president from our academy?!

Ivan stood stunned in place with his mouth agape .

Perhaps too shocked, he slipped on his shoe and fell down with a yelp.

"Who's there?!"