My Space-Time System

Once he confirmed that Blake had no other complaints, the boss left the VIP room as he thanked the heavens that things did not get out of hand.

[Nice acting.] The system said to Blake who was sipping the sparkling wine and grinning on the inside.

'Not my best performance, but thanks.' Blake laughed on the inside as he maintained a straight face on the outside.

The reason he had started a commotion was that he wanted to get in contact with the manager without being suspected in any way.

When the boss entered the room and asked about what happened, Blake had opened multiple tiny spatial tears that cut and warped small pieces of his hair unto different parts of the boss.

'I guess it is time to go.' After finishing the first bottle of sparkling wine, Blake decided it was time to leave even though his time in the VIP room hadn't expired yet.

'Unfortunately, I don't even like the wine.' Blake thought as he left the extra wine that had been offered to him by the boss.

[Says the person that finished an entire bottle all alone.] The system snorted.

'I had to get my money's worth!' Blake said in his defense.

Blake left the club and boarded a carriage that took him back to the Serene Angel Hotel.

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The moment Blake left the VIP room, the boss was informed about everything including his annoyed expression as he walked out. This caused the boss to let out a sigh of relief because things couldn't have gone any better.

"Thank the heavens he is out of here." The boss said as he lit a cigar and let out puffed smoke from both his nose and mouth.

Although there was an altercation, the boss couldn't be happier because it had resulted in Blake leaving the club fast.

He felt that the more time Blake spent in the club the higher the chances of something bad happening.

As for the business consequences of pissing off a highly valued customer, the boss couldn't care less because he was from Calton and wouldn't be staying here for long. So, this might be his only visit during his stay in Duststar.

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Once Blake got back to his hotel, he once again ignored the sneaky looks that came his way and went straight to his room.

On entering the room, Blake first checked the position of things before he left to make sure no one entered, before using the locator spell to check if new monitoring devices had been planted.

'Guess they know when to back out.'

Blake locked his door and took a crossed-legged position on the bed before spreading out a detailed map of Duststar city.

On the map was a white dot representing the current position of boss of The Essence stripe club, and it was still in the club.

The reason Blake had planted pieces of his hair on the boss was to track him, and since it was something that was part of him. The locator skill was even stronger than when it was just an item of his.

[I have to admit that using your hair was ingenious. Apart from it being difficult to find them, it is even more difficult for one to not think it isn't their hair, talk less of tracing it back to you.] The system said.

The chances of detecting a strand of hair were abysmally low, making it the perfect way of tracking anyone, but Blake didn't feel comfortable with the idea of continuously losing his whenever a new mission comes up.

As for why he decided to change his approach a little was because he was aware that every criminal organization in the city was on high alert, especially since they had tried to kill him before he even got there.

So even if he had gone for the stripper or small-time drug dealers it wouldn't yield anything fruitful, because everyone was cautious about being implicated.

Knowing that the boss wouldn't be leaving the club till it shuts down for the day, Blake decided to make good use of the time to understand the space element.

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Early the next morning, the light on the map began moving and instantly Blake who was still in a crossed-legged position opened his eyes.

He watched as the white light moved from the normal region into the central region before stopping at a mansion located in the western part of the central region.

"That is all I need." After waiting for an hour without the light moving, Blake was able to confirm that this was the boss' residence. So he closed the map and went straight to sleep.

The next step of the plan was to invade the mansion and search for vital information that could give him a lead on the Cobra mob.

Since it was the weekend, the boss would surely leave the house early to make sure the club was ready for the massive amounts of customers that would pour in that day.

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Having not heard any update about Blake's movement for over 12 hours made him anxious. So, to make himself feel better, the owner of the Serene Angel hotel picked up his communication amulet and called the manager.

"Why haven't I received any report?" The owner asked.

"Sir, it's because nothing has happened so far." The manager answered.

"How do you mean?" The owner asked in a confused tone.

Although Blake had gone to a nightclub the previous day, he had returned early. So he was meant to be awake by now, especially since he had an investigation to carry out.

"He hasn't contacted room service neither has he left his room today." The manager replied.

"Hmmm…" The hotel owner pondered in silence.

With the monitoring devices in the room destroyed, they had no clue if he snuck out or if he was still in the room.

Also, they couldn't use the excuse of room service because it might piss him off and cause him to bring up the matter of the monitoring devices.

"There is nothing we can do about it, just continue keeping an eye on him and report to me immediately if something happens." The hotel owner said as he let out a helpless sigh.

'Why am I so unlucky?' The hotel owner felt his head ache thinking about Blake.

…

Once Blake woke up, he ate food from his massive stockpile in his pocket dimension before taking a shower and finally calling room service to clean up the room.

It wasn't that he couldn't do it by himself, but he wanted to give his stalkers the impression that he was still around before sneaking out.

Blake waited for it to get very dark before turning off his light and peeking out his window.

Using the locator spell, Blake saw the location of the tens of people from different organizations monitoring his room.

'Wow, am I that important?' Blake chuckled and remained unbothered by the revelation because there was a reason he requested to stay on the 2nd floor, vision.

Being 2 floors higher than his stalkers, Blake had a very vast range of vision, meaning more places to warp to.

'This is too easy.' Blake said as he entered a spatial tear and exited at an empty alley.

Once he confirmed that no one had spotted him, Blake activated Nightveil before summoning the Guardian scarab from inside his body and transforming it into wings.

With all eyes on his room, none of his stalkers noticed him flying into the night sky and moving toward the central region.

Thanks to the absence of traffic in the air, it took him less than 10 minutes to arrive at the wall that demarcated both regions.

The entrances were guarded by ash corps, while the top was protected by a barrier, but Blake wasn't bothered.

The royal seal given to him wasn't just a simple item. It was a magical item that had a few functions, with one being the ability to override all types of arrays of the city.

Activating the royal seal, Blake flew past the barrier without being detected or blocked, and soon he arrived at the target's mansion and began analyzing the area and defenses.

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