America? No, it's the warp!

Painkiller addiction is an uncontrollable craving, and craving is related to sexual misconduct.

"If my guess is correct, if he chooses to continue buying painkillers with the same ingredients, further exacerbating his drug addiction, then his Slaanesh tendencies will definitely increase."

Logan endured the headache and thought about his Chaos stats. Slaanesh's was 3, the same as Tzeentch's, while Nurgle's was 2 and Khorne's was only 0. He should focus on improving these two stats.

How could I possibly use violence to solve my headache?

"Should I just slam my head against the wall?"

"This may seem cruel, but if I pretend to faint, I'll definitely lose both my money and my money."

"No good, no good, try harboring evil intentions instead."

He walked out of the alley, pondering how to get closer to his kind father.

Try not to succumb to your own Slaanesh curse.

[Bonus Reward: +20 Merit Points]

Outside the alley, a disturbance had appeared out of nowhere. The sound of police sirens faded into the distance. Instead of taking advantage of the bright sunshine to rummage through the trash, a group of homeless people stopped to watch from a distance.

Has there been any accident nearby?

Driven by curiosity, Logan joined the crowd to watch. He asked a white homeless man who kept peeking out of the window:

"Hey bro, what's going on here?"

"The Jade Leaf specialty store was robbed by a few cripples. The security guard was even robbed and killed. Tsk tsk tsk."

The white man watched with great interest. Nothing excites a homeless person more than seeing a rich person suffer a disaster; maybe he can even go up and pick up some leaves to smoke later.

"Thanks, bro."

When Logan heard about the Leaf Specialty Store, it seemed as if the three points of the cunning were exerting their power. He suddenly thought of a method that leaned towards the filth.

"The leaf specialty store sells leaf products, mostly for addicts. However, one of these products is completely non-addictive and is used for pain relief."

Furthermore, this drug, called CBD, has a different analgesic mechanism than conventional opioid painkillers and does not exacerbate drug addiction.

"A medicine derived from leaves is clearly related to filth!"

"That way, I can gain more merit points and get a stat boost at the same time—it's a win-win situation!"

He bypassed the crowd and squeezed through a gap.

This leaf specialty store was the place where he had previously bought leaf powder. At this moment, the store door had been completely smashed, and some employees were cleaning up the scene.

On the right side of the shop entrance, where the security guard used to stand, there was a large pool of blood.

It seems he has passed away. May there be no leaves or black devils in heaven.

Logan avoided the shards of glass and bloodstains, entered the store, and asked:

"Do you still sell things here?"

The shop assistants all looked over, frowning as if to say, "What kind of time is this to be buying things!"

The Yezi specialty store only accepts cash, as can be seen in the lobby; the safe in the office is already empty.

In addition, all kinds of addictive marijuana products in the store were sold out, and only some bottled drugs remained in the cabinet at the front desk.

The bearded manager put down the ledger he was using to tally the losses, but still maintained his politeness towards the guests:

"I'm sorry, sir, as you can see, we're almost out of products and can no longer continue operating."

This was Logan's second visit to the store today, but the manager didn't seem to recognize him and his attitude was completely different. Before, he was treated like a formidable enemy, ready to pounce, but now he was treated like a normal customer.

"Compared to before, all I did was wear a thicker coat and stand up straighter. Does that make me look like a rich person?"

Logan didn't want to fret and suffer in silence, so he asked directly, "Manager, you didn't have this attitude when I came to the store a few hours ago."

The bearded man was somewhat taken aback. He looked closely at the customer's face before realizing and forcing a smile: "It's you. Of course you bought a packet of leaf powder... Please forgive us, we are often robbed, so we have to be wary of every customer who looks like they might cause a disturbance. But you have already proven that you are just an ordinary customer, so we let our guard down around you."

"I guessed so." Logan nodded, approached the counter, pointed to a bottle of medicine inside, and said, "I don't smoke leaves, I'm here to buy CBD to relieve the trauma I suffered in the war."

"Are you a veteran?" The bearded man seemed more interested in war than CBD.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Then how did you end up on the streets?" the bearded man asked, somewhat incredulous.

Someone who doesn't understand the American veterans' system might think that veterans receive very generous benefits.

Yes, it was indeed very generous, but after layers of deductions, Logan didn't receive a single penny.

He said helplessly, "Then let me ask you, you pay taxes to America too, so why is your store being robbed so frequently?"

Upon hearing this, the bearded man understood: it was all for profit.

The money would be skimmed off at each level, and he would have to pay extra money to the police to get more attention.

After all, his store pays taxes, and so do other people's stores.

Blame it on your store only accepting cash, blame it on Washington state law.

"Damn America!"

The two nodded in unison.

We are both Americans with tragic fates, why should we need to have known each other before?

"Anyway, I want a bottle of CBD; my head is throbbing like it's going to explode."

Logan had been enduring the headache, and now he felt as if his brain was being torn apart.

"Okay, okay." The bearded man quickly walked over to the counter, took out a bottle of CBD, and placed it on the counter.

"How much... money?" Logan gasped, his hand slowly reaching into his inner pocket. He felt he was about to follow the security guard.

"To express my apology for my previous behavior and my regret for what we have gone through together, I'm giving you this bottle of CBD."

"Okay... thank you..."

Logan, oblivious to the bearded man's expression, used his last bit of strength to unscrew the bottle cap, poured out a few fish oil-like pills, and put them in his mouth.

Soon, almost as soon as it was swallowed, the headache completely disappeared without a trace.

Logan took a deep breath and had to admit a fact:

His headaches were entirely psychological, not organic; he wasn't actually in a painful spot, he just thought he was.

Just like some people with premature ejaculation are used to rapid takeoff and landing, which leads to them also being used to ending quickly in subsequent sexual encounters.

The original owner of this body became addicted to painkillers because she took them every day; she would get headaches if she didn't take them.

It has nothing to do with the physiological mechanism of the drug, as long as he believes that he has swallowed painkillers, even if it is actually a few candies.

[Quest Completed: Slaanesh's Curse]

[You have temporarily suppressed your Slaanesh curse. Although you couldn't hold on any longer, your will to resist to the end is commendable.]

[Reward: +40 Merit Points]

After persisting to the near limit, he ultimately succumbed to his own Slaanesh curse.

Slaanesh +1

[Received the blessing of Slaanesh: facial beauty]

Facial rejuvenation: Your face will erase all traces of time, accidents, and impurities.

When the mechanical sound ended, Logan felt an inexplicable, strange sensation, as if a bunch of insects were crawling under his face, constantly squeezing something out of his skin.

This strange feeling was no less painful than a headache; he gritted his teeth and endured it for more than ten seconds before it gradually subsided.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the shop assistants were all staring at him again.