Bodega Cat (System Apocalypse, Deck Builder, Litrpg)

The sight of several deck bearers greeted Bagel that morning. They wanted lots of things like guilders did; they wanted breakfast; they wanted drinks, and they wanted to drink tea on his cards. They will show them what he had and several of them drained their entire and savings just to get multiple copies of something that hit I need. It wasn't the Pizza Rat card he was giving out, though.

Just getting on multiple things that they were utility cards. For the first time since the system had arrived, he had ended a day with more utility cards and he had started with. Extra utility cards are always useful and people needed them on their decks. But it seems like the Rarity of utility cards had increased after the 12th day. It was almost like a jump from 5% to 10%, so he hadn't done the math himself. He would have to go out and check it.

"If you want to buy some more cards," Bagel said. "Come back after you've done some more or I'll take some of your cars and trade or buy them for credits. I pay the rates listed on the deck builder website. If only... to appease my artificial intelligence."

The temperature in front of the heat but everything out of the catalog for The Adventurous skilled next door one size two large smiled at it. Of course we'll be back. You're the only game in town right now. Big old looked at him, giving him a woman a side eye. It wasn't the normal amount that he would give.

"What do you mean by that?" Bagel said.

"I change. It is not a certainly not that. You know there's a shock either to do that on purpose. Bagel raises hackles as he looks from the two men next to him back to Trent. There was something going on between the three of them, and he wasn't going to spend hours dissecting that word. He might have his artificial intelligence do it, but that wasn't something that he was prepared to invest his time and money into.

There was another dick or card shop. It wasn't there. And then something happened? The man nodded at him. And you guys want to tell me this because there's some reason. It was a poor reason, wasn't it? The men not again. He considered if you wanted to actually figure out what it was. If you didn't figure it out, that's somebody was going to tell him about it, aren't they? That was the way of things with humans now, wasn't it? They would tell you something no matter if you wanted to learn it or not. Do you accept his fate and he shrugged?

Like I know you want to tell me anyway and I'm interested in the shop. Maybe I can we're going to deal with him.

Trent locked eyes with Bagel. He wrung his hands. "I'm sorry to tell you, but someone apparently decapitated a body at that location."

Bagels stomach turned. Of course, is act they were in the middle of a system apocalypse, which is fun. It doesn't had, and new monsters across the world before competing matters recently.

Attacks on stores happened every day. How was this different from a robbery? Was it a new monster or something? All humans are looking at the ground all the sudden. It was like they were all trying to not say anything despite coming in and ordering coins or something local without college. Bagel was feeling something in the air.

"It wasn't a mob. It was humans. And we are standing."

Bagel sputtered. Other humans had taken down a card seller? He had the NYPD sitting outside and The Adventurous guilt, and he felt safe for the entire time that they had been there until this moment. If someone had raided another vitally important card shop...

It's ramifications we're going to eat him up if you thought about it too long. Humans had a long history of hurting each other, and this does not differ from Copernicus' lessons about it. But Julie said later was going to tell him not human history. They had a reason to do it.

"And we don't want it to be. I thought it is despite how many generations of humans have worked so far too about this society," Trent said.

"This is such bullshit," His companion said. "Good people died… Whoever did this, their greediness knows no bounds."

Bagel had heard of falcons greed and the normal everyday humankind as well. I've never heard of Fallon's greediness, but now I know that the humans here aren't the very most understanding side and supportive and that really, really asked for.

It wasn't something that was going to need bagels for me to respond in fact; he was wondering where the car chat was and if he should go there. In the back of his mind, he thought about how many cards there would be there if the government hadn't seized the location. Just like the library, it was a big open space that probably had lost responsibility. It was.

The city was everyone's responsibility. And so when somebody went against it, that felt so utterly wrong and Beyond The Pale that even Bale didn't like it. And Bale wanted to eat a pair of falcon. Of course it was going to taste like chicken one night? He knew it would if you could never get his claws around Todd the Peregrine falcon. Maybe.

"Do you guys want something to eat while you're here?" Bagel said. "We still have a full breakfast menu. I keep restocking it daily so that you guys feel welcome."

He could see the two as well up in Trent's eyes. And all I was offering the man was just some breakfast foods, perhaps some hash browns and eggs and some sort of outlet, and the man was already ready to give him the keys to the kingdom. Had always thrown him how many humans deferred to how cute he was. He would argue that he was hands up and that kind of worked for him for a long time. But it was a difference that helped him differentiate yourself from my offenders who didn't have that and.

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And bagel thought about how his whole setup differed from anything else. He thought about the man across the street who gave him baklava. He thought about the girls that had come into his life and dragged him into a dungeon, and it kept bringing around. He thought about Meatball who was napping in the back in between dungeons. He thought about Ashley and Kate and how gratefully was that they had thought to bring him. He hadn't even thought to bring himself and he had got some experience. Maybe God's level 20 this work with them.

The adventures accepted some breakfast. They paid with some credits made from turning in or selling their cards. He was benefitting from them in more than one way. He purred.

It felt good to see these adventures. At least in some small part, he was trying, and he had to figure out his deck real quick to refresh the amount of food and hot sauce for them. They give it; they give him one credit each for a card and a breakfast and he'd appreciate it. It'll ask for they had all asked for utility cards, of course, as well as several cards from out of the neighborhood. He was learning more and more that he had to ask specific people to pick up cards for him like they were a special gopher service.

Come to think of it, that was probably what he needed. He probably needed to pay people to go out and get cards for him, whether it was through fighting or specifically going to other boroughs and my cards off of other car dealers. There had been only a handful of car dealers in the city and now there's one less. So if someone was going to have to check out other parts vendors, then you at least wanted to see what they had. I couldn't just take off like that. But he could ask somebody else. He eyeball in the corner, seeing if the man actually will be up to the job. He would. He would do the job really well and he could trust well at least babe could trust him what his credits. And if first came to show up, then well would leave his sister down with Bagel while he went all the way out there. It wasn't like he could pick up a taxi soon. Basically, the only things that moved now were police cars and sometimes military vehicles.

They let no idea how to commandeer any of those, so he was going to have to figure out another way. Excuse me sir, people said, but while you're here, let me ask you a question. Have you ever thought about adding into another Pearl and grabbing some cards? I could pay you a little for your trouble. I really need to get some things that are not pizza rats into my circulation and it would just help a ton if I could get somebody to do that on a more regular basis. I might have a little flyer on the adventures soon for the deck barriers to see if they can do that, but while you're here?

Trent pause eating his western omelette for a moment. There was a piece of ham stuff to it's up to lip and he slipped up at the shop. You're saying that you're looking for some cards that I can't get in this world. Is that what I'm hearing?

"I'd gladly accept anything worthwhile I could find in a dungeon. I understand sometimes I don't know is a good loot. Sometimes I don't get any good loot at all, which is why I have so many concrete lizard cards left to play with."

Trent looked at his companions, and none of them looked anything but content to be eating. "What do you guys think?" Trent said. "We just walk up to another neighborhood, kill some different mobs for a while and then go back what we feel like we need support of turtle bay."

"I heard the mascot card from Times Square is good."

All of them look at him for a second. It's true the mascot card is good, and it comes in different types depending on which one you get. You're going to sit there for long enough so you can get one from most of the types? Much more. Let me feel sore by it so..

Bagel pitched them the idea of heading into the Midtown of Manhattan to get more cards and to just have a little walk around, and if they moved every half an hour, they could get more cards. And then he could use their credits for whatever they wanted. The men smiled and, as they often did, promise that they would return with something for him if they could. They go didn't start hoping, for that was the first day that anyone returned from a trip with a stack of over 10 cards for him. It was the first time that he'd seen some card from Midtown Manhattan that were brand new and he added them to what do you selling. He was getting a good idea of Roseboro had in a particular where you could go to find what you're looking for. Almost every single one dropped him off and every case. But there were several specific places where you went. It was more likely for you to get an item and then any place else. Those are the places that he wanted to send Kate and Ashley.

They all picked up more item cards for him, picking up more cards that could benefit them. Mantle cards we're going to be going to be the problem though. People only receive Mantle cards as gifts integrated into their decks or rarely find them in dungeons. That's meant that he didn't really have a way to produce some more of them lively. If the item thing panned out and people will go there more often.

Thunder in the world more if I wanted an affair that they didn't really stick around long enough to spawn everything they wanted him to spawn.

But it was nice, but it wasn't going to be the whole thing. He needed a reliable way to get more math cards and the side from killing people with them. He wasn't able to do that. So he was on the lookout for a way to determine if a dungeon had mantle cards in it.

It'll be easy enough for him to set out a bounty for the guilt and see what they could get for him. So we took a couple minutes to work with Janet and make with a quest guy behind the camera was calling him bounty. It was up to them to figure out what he wanted, but if they could? Then it would be much easier. Already they were trying to clean as much information as possible from the previous ones that ran and if this was something legitimate, then it could turn the knowledge that they had into something usable. Because the same constant dungeons kept popping up. It was just them not having time to go through every single one. If they knew their dad was going to pop up with a mantle card, he was going to have to have people already on it as soon as possible.

But then again, he was only one cat, and it was a long just sheer luck that the NYPD had set up shop next to him, giving me the opportunity to have the new Adventurer skill the Turtle Bay set up as well. And it was a safety from his medical card that allowed him to really play into it. Already he'd almost cleared half the block and bike as much as the Realty superb. Within a few more days he expected to buy the whole block out and then ask the only which way he should expand. Or perhaps he'd be able to purchase a Mantle card or have someone get it on for him or, in the best case, he would tell the dungeon crew to grab it and come back.

Because if there's one thing in you, it was that when you had to manage; you took a time to establish yourself and you didn't just give it up for nothing.