Han is powerful, I think. his clique thinks the system is is low ranked, that must mean that he rolls with people far more powerful than he is. what do you think? and the clique that comes to mind is the Lee Min??
Run!That was the only thing in the mind of Han Qi as he held onto the girl. The strange girl he met in the game who claimed to be from a certain Research Facility. She was African, that was for sure.. at least, based on the flat nose she had and the yellowy skin complexion on her body. And she was pretty too. Just reheat she seemed to be very confused. It was like she had so many things in her mind which she found it hard to ponder about. That was the problem. That was her problem. She thought too much. In the battle field, in the Systems Bureau, you did not think so much if you were on attack. There were three types of systems. The attack and the defense and the support. Then there was the hybrid which was a combination of more than two system function. It was just a classification to state just how much one needed to be proactive in the field. For a game like this, a game where they had to arrest and shut down some wanted rogues, they would be on the attack. That was why this t
Being agile was one thing. Having the speed enoug to pump those reflexes in the right timing was another. Though they are closely related and often interchanged, the difference as clear in this moment. Blessing grimaced as she forced her weary legs to push themselves. With another grimace, her body ejected form the spot now. Her eye on the ray which started to form, gradually gaining solidity up in the air.It would be fast. It was fast. Always fast enough, so she had garnered now. Howver, she was already halfway through the path. Her powerful thrust leading her half way of the journey. What was left was to grab him and pump away. If she could pump away. Another worry was the man with the broadsword that continued to hover. This time, he started to tilt away now. Knowing fully well that they were about to draft the same pattern in the victim. Was that how the simulation was? The sword diety would act as a shield that covers the incoming Megiddo ray? Why was it even called the Meg
The pain was searing. She knew nothing of this sort. She screamed out with all of her lungs, hoping that the pain would go away. The agony of her right heel missing and her left leg being left as a stump was antagonizing enough. Blessing took in rather rapid breaths as she tried to process it. There was actually nothing to process about now. Her eyes, already wet with tears, continued to spill out more tears even until now. Her chest rose and fell in constant rhythms but without any flow to it. Her body already paid with gray and dirt even as she remained on the ground. HYer heart was in her mouth as he expected the exlosion to go up now. What more would happen more than what she had already been dealt with. She bit down on her lower lip, tanking the pain from behind muffled lips. “Deactivate!” The voice was clear and familiar. The rays that were supposed to go up in flames suddenly vanished. The ground appeared normal, untouched. Unscorched. She was dumbfounded. How would this
“Has this happened before?” Blessing asked him, now with less anger through her body. She a spssied, that is a given. But having no reply from him all the while helped to bring her anger levels down for what it was. And the fact that she had been able to decommission the Sword Deity rubbed off on him in the right way. She was pleased with herself but she did not know how. How it was possible that he had been able to do it. Perhaps, she would seek more enlightenment about it but for now, she did not want another repeat of trauma again. Her body continued to scream out in muted pain even until now.“The system bureau has existed for more than 20 years now.” He said, standing up to his feet. “So everything here to almost everything in here, in the mission mode or the story mode has happened in the real world out here. The only thing that we did then was to know how to cover our stories so that the world out there does not know about us. Dayo said and suited his hands. At this st
The darkness was blinding. However, it was only for a brief moment. A moment for which he was separated from the regular world into this place. A place he kenw nothing about escaping that his father had not wanted him to be here. Lekan blinked even as he tried to get his bearings. He was exhausted. It had been a long time now, since he had been hospitalized because of the Favor kidnap incident. And already, he could tell that he was missing her. He was missing her queries and the way she would bug him to death over anything in the aim of getting answers to things she ought not to be bothered over. It was burdensome to him then but now, it would be interesting to him. It would keep his mind busy and not engulf in the deafening silence in this place. In the company he walked with presently. She would have a host of questions to ask now. Especially about how it was possible for him to vanish right from a house into this place. And the exact location of it so that she could come v
“Brr…” Lekan blew raspberries. “I can't get used to that.” He mentioned with a shake of his head. He was getting the vibe in this place. And he was fine with it. At least, keder was not complaining so far so why would he? E was fine with almost everything except for the way the man who brought them into the system bureau just went away. He literally vanished which gave him the jumps in the first place. And secondly, how in the heck was she supposed to maneuver his way around here? It would have, if this was just about him. But it wasn't. He had Keder with him and she was a lady. Or at least, she is a girl. And being who she was, he knew or guessed there would be some housing arrangements in this place. For a place like this to get people who have systems living in one part of the world together, then they had to. There had to be some arrangement for how they housed those who had systems. And how those who did not have a system were housed. He went to a boarding school. And to
“I am captain west, what does that tell you?” West said to him with a laugh. Lekan narrowed his eyes on this now. Now, it was starting to make sense. So, this boy here was the sort of dorm prefect who had to make sure things were in order in the dorm? That Would explain the reason why he was dressed like some professional of some sorts. However, something troubled him about the strcuture fo the housing schematics here. Maybe it was because he was new but why did they need cards to differentiate the dormitories? And why was the West card even gold in the first place? He was perplexed about that. Also, he wanted to know what he meant by the term transfer students. What does that mean? And why were they referred to as transfer students in the first place? Was there even some kind of school in this palace or what now? All he knew was that the system bureau was the home for all system hosts. For those who wanted to know how to use their systems very well and those who wanted to have th
The days went by very fast. He could hardly believe he had spent up to one week here. Not like he was counting anyways. In that time, he used it to get familiar with the layout of the place. Not leaving his room unless it was really worth it. It was within those hours by himself that he had known that the next door to him was for the boy who was from Afrcia as well. But this one was a transfer student as well. He had exceptional skills, one of the reason why they had brought him in here. At least, that was what he had learnt. The boy wasn't that open with him. The only thing he had come to know of him was that his name was Jared. And Jared was big and beefy with some strength that could not be rivaled except by that of a mad mindset who would not mind getting a big whopping to engage Jared. Which he was not. So, he steered clear of him. The only thing that did bring them together in unison was that they left for the diner all in one accord. Though most times, Jared would get his