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My Judgement System

What do you gain if every action you take will be judged? If it's a sin then what you get is Prison for this world, hell for the next. If it's a good deed then you get comfort in this world, heaven in the next. All actions will be judged in a fair and balanced manner. No matter how small, there will always be a judgment. Will you be safe on the day of judgment tomorrow. or Do you want to feel the judgment when you do the deed right then and there? Antonio, a high school graduate with no skills whatsoever. He wants to change his fate by finding a job here and there. But it's impossible with his current actions and behavior. No skills, no experience, no one to support him. Because Antonio is just an orphan enjoying the leftovers from his parents. Abandoned in a modern society that values things highly. Antonio wants to get help, help from anyone. Until the moment he left his parents' grave, Antonio's life began to change. Dropped (Lost all Draft)

Shaywalloppp · Urban
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A hope

After yesterday's incident, I became vigilant and grateful as much as possible.

I don't want to get that punishment again, just once.

But I still can't get a job or an education.

What should I do? The whole world or rather the system of this society is money in motion.

I can't get any of the things I mentioned earlier.

I'm lost in this life, so I'd better find some refreshment.

I went to the park with my food.

Looking at the scenery and people, I honestly couldn't keep my eyes open.

Because I always see beautiful women here.

My young soul is itching to find a partner, to accompany my youth.

I'm afraid that the punishment from the system will be triggered and my history will be over.

I tried my hardest not to get aroused or glare here and there.

Sitting on a park bench by the pond, I watched the fish swimming beautifully.

I shared some of my food with them.

I just realized the plate prohibiting feeding the fish.

The park attendant advised me, I was self-conscious and apologized to him.

A mistake due to my negligence, how embarrassing.

I sat on a park bench accompanied by an old man.

"Young man how is life" the old man started talking to me, I was surprised and tried to be as polite as possible to him.

"So far so good, grandpa. But lately a lot of problems have caused excessive pressure in my life" I answered him honestly, he chuckled.

"It's okay, don't be too burdened. Young people like you should study more" he gave me advice, I nodded in respect.

"Thank you for your advice grandfather" gratitude is all I can give at the moment.

He went back to his family, I sat sighing and looking at the sky.

"I want to be free" I said that quietly.

[Polite to the Elderly: Good Karma]

(Gift: Formula of Youth)

What? The Formula of Youth? My brain came up with a formula and the ingredients needed for the Formula of Youth.

I got up and tried to buy all the ingredients.

After I got to the apartment, I realized that I wanted to make medicine. Not a food recipe.

My God, how stupid I was.

I couldn't have made an illegal drug without a procedure supervised by a health organization.

This is my bad luck.

I saved the ingredients for now.

I wrote down the formula in my notebook, in case anything happened to me.

I hid the formula behind my pillow.

Now what?

I've got a formula that everyone in the world will be looking for.

But it will be useless if I'm a nobody. And surely the greedy people up there will force or exploit my formula.

Am I chasing a name? A name that is recognized by the whole world as the creator of this medicine? That's an attractive offer, but it will make my life chaotic because of a human ego.

I should be a scientist, at least a scientist who lives in peace, not like those bullshit people over there. For science, sacrifices need to be made.

Bullshit.

I check the money I have now, it's certainly enough to feed me for 3 days.

My deadline is running out, I need to find a day job soon but where?

Begging? I want to but I doubt it.

Being a street musician? Oh my god, my voice is worse than an angry goose.

Cleaning car windows at red lights? I'm afraid some drivers will take offense.

I don't know what to do.

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