The panel's content was extremely simple, lacking even attribute points.
It merely listed a skill awarded by the system.
This left William feeling a bit down.
However, after some thought, since his ultimate goal was to lie back and enjoy life, whether this system was awesome or not didn't seem that important.
Having dismissed the system as trash, he continued walking towards the address given by the agreed-upon bitcoin seller.
But he hadn't gone more than a few steps.
[Ding! Task detected: Intercept Big Sister Fiona's romantic encounter with her lover, Jimmy Lishman.]
[Reward: Healing Factor (Beta-level).]
Isn't that Wolverine and Sabretooth's superpower?
For a moment, William couldn't move.
Lying back to enjoy life versus the temptation of immortality.
To be honest, he wanted both.
So, he resolutely turned back and came once again before Ian.
"Ian, can you give me your sister's phone number?"
William's utterly puzzling behavior truly left Ian at a loss.
"You... what exactly do you want to do?"
Ian's eyes at this moment held about thirty percent fear, fifty percent confusion, and twenty percent resentment.
Resentment?
Good grief, what's there to be resentful about!?
Resentful that he himself isn't as attractive to handsome guys as Fiona is?
Of course, William only complained inwardly, not saying it out loud.
"I want to have a deep exchange with your sister, nothing else."
Hearing William say this, Ian wasn't surprised.
In the South Side, quite a few people wanted to have a 'deep exchange' with Fiona.
Take Tony, for example.
The police officer working in the local precinct.
So William's behavior was somewhat explainable.
"Do you really know Aunt Jinji?" Ian questioned suspiciously now.
"Is that important?"
William looked somewhat speechlessly at this red-haired little gay guy.
Indeed, just as William said, it wasn't important at all.
After understanding William's goal, Ian had already pieced together a complete logical chain in his mind.
"Fiona doesn't have her own phone; our whole family shares one phone.
If you really want to hit on her, maybe you could try staking out her workplace."
Having sorted out the logic, Ian wasn't as scared anymore.
In this era, even in America, things weren't very friendly towards gay guys.
"Oh, about Kash... could you not tell anyone?
In exchange, I can give you information on Fiona."
Listening to Ian, William couldn't help but feel the kid was somewhat pitiful.
Afraid to this extent... thinking about how later he first impersonated Lip to join the army.
Then his bipolar disorder flared up.
Plus, his own long-term task... although it didn't specify the reward.
But being a major task, it should be decent, right?
After all, intercepting one of Fiona's flings gave Wolverine's superpower.
"Don't worry, I won't sell you out. But remember what you just said! Oh, I'm William. William Black."
Saying this, William patted Ian's shoulder to reassure him.
Hearing William's promise, Ian finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Well, I'm off to work, William. See you later."
"See you later, Ian!"
After bidding farewell to Ian, William continued towards the seller's address.
The transaction went smoothly.
This seller had one thousand bitcoins to sell.
Valued at 80 cents.
That amount of money really wasn't much.
But the person trading with William looked like a little brat of only fourteen or fifteen.
That made sense too.
Just wonder, fifteen years later, when he realizes he missed out on hundreds of millions of dollars, if he'll be dying of regret.
However, from this little brat, William could also see that in the South Side, there weren't no smart people.
Besides Lip, quite a few people actually broke free from this cage.
Thinking of Lip, William then realized, around this time, wasn't Lip at Karen's house, this 'must-try South Side experience', tutoring her?
Rubbing his chin.
That guy Lip, his whole life...
One could say he succeeded because of women, and failed because of women.
At first, because of Karen, he had no heart for studying.
Finally, after Mandy nearly sacrificed herself to get him into MIT...
First, for the family, he gave up MIT, choosing Chicago Tech instead.
Later, because of women like Amanda and the female professor, he started walking Frank's old path.
Started drinking heavily, and ended up smashing the car of a professor who greatly admired him.
Resulting in his expulsion from school.
One could say, if Lip could control his lower half, his life would have turned out completely different.
"Sigh, it's all for the task. Karen, this 'must-try South Side experience', you can't handle her, Lip. So I'll reluctantly help you out."
Thinking this, William had an idea.
After transferring the thousand bitcoins from the kid to his own wallet address...
He closed his laptop: "Oh, by the way, could you tell me where Eddie Jackson's house is?"
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At this moment, Lip, like a green kid, 17 years old, was indeed very tender.
He stood at the Jackson family's door, hands in his pockets.
Because his clothes were a bit thin, he was shivering slightly.
Just as he was about to step over the fence to go in, a hand patted his shoulder.
"Huh? What's up, man?"
Seeing William, Lip looked at him confused.
"Are you Lip Gallagher?"
Although he already knew the other's identity, Lip didn't know that he knew him.
"I am. And you are?"
"I'm a friend of your brother Ian. I've got some side work here, wondering if you're interested?"
Saying this, William took out two 20-dollar bills.
Waving them in his hand.
Seeing the 40 bucks, Lip swallowed hard.
Lip-style arrogance began to show.
Seeming to think the 40 bucks were already in his pocket, he reached out to take them.
His goal not yet achieved, William naturally couldn't give him the money.
Taking a step back, he made Lip grab at air.
[Free Fighting (Proficient)] greatly increased William's physical reaction speed and strength.
So the chance of Lip snatching the money from his hand was very low.
"Don't rush. You haven't even asked what I want you to do."
William slowly put the 40 dollars back into his pocket.
Lip sized him up, saying arrogantly, "A 40-buck job can't be that hard. Let's hear it."
Faced with Lip like this, William just smiled slightly, revealing his pearly white teeth.
You should know, in America, having healthy teeth means your family is at least middle-class.
Pulling out a pack of Camel cigarettes, William offered one to Lip and lit one for himself.
"Don't be so confident just yet, kid."
After saying this, William patted Lip's shoulder.