Fred wrapped her up like his Boss had ordered and carried her out of his room. Sassy was still sleeping exhaustedly in his arms while he carried her away from the boss's room, down to her room.He rounded a corner when he saw Angela striding towards them, her heels clicking hard on the ground. She took one look at them, and her eyebrows shot up."What's wrong with that bitch?" She asked as she strode closer, her forehead knitted in a frown as she eyed the sleeping Sassy. "Boss had a session with her," Fred answered in a calm tone."She passed out? What session are you talking about? " She asked in awe. "Was she flogged or something? Was she tortured for killing my man's son?" She further asked while hoping for her to be flogged mercilessly."It wasn't any of those, Mistress Angela." That had Angela frowning again. She took a good look at Sassy who was wrapped up in a sheet, her face peaceful in her sleep. She's more like a sleeping beauty.She searched for whipped bruises, but could
The moment After Shalie left, Sassy made her way to the bathroom and had her bath. Then, she was dressing up.Her thoughts went back to reading. Since she isn't restricted to moving around now, maybe she could search for any library around the clan. It's been so long she read, she has missed it terribly.With that thought firmly on her mind, she was putting on her not-so-good-looking dresses given to her by her supposed king when the door suddenly flung open.Mistress Angela strode in like she owned the place, with two hefty guards standing behind her.Sassy bowed her head to the woman in stood fiercely in front of her. The aura emitting from her body wasn't a nice one.Angela walked closer to Sassy, her eyes filled with so much loath for her. She just couldn't conceal it. She didn't say a word to her. Instead, she turned to the guards."Guards, seize her." She ordered as she turned and moved out of the room.Before she could process the command, the two guards quickly grabbed hold of
Zanky kept pacing back and forth in his room, his both hands crossed behind him as he continued soothing in anger.The sight he had seen earlier was still vividly in his head. He can't couldn't get that image out of his head. Sassy fully naked with Rayman.“ I told you before now, Zanky. That girl isn't who you think she is. I saw how you were having a soft spot for her, you rarely want to be with me all because of her. If you had killed her to avenge your son's death, she wouldn't have done this. She wouldn't have gone ahead to sleep with your guard! She disrespected you so much, Zanky and she has to pay for it!” Mistress Angela who was seated on the couch with her legs crossed above the other, as she uttered in anger.Her words made Zanky sooth in anger more. It made him want to strangle Sassy to death. That bitch made a fool out of him and he is going to make her pay!Silence descended on them as everyone was lost in their own thoughts. After a while, a knock sounded at the door.I
“Test subject number 24. The subject lasted for two minutes and forty-five seconds after the administration of Valkyrie. Time of death: 4:22 AM.”'I should be the only one at home. Who's talking?'Drake opened his eyes, only to be blinded by light. The familiar hatch of his VR capsule was no longer there, instead, he was facing a white ceiling. The walls that surrounded him were also white and reminiscent of cold, hard metal. They felt like something straight out of science fiction. The room resembled an intensive care unit, and Drake lay atop a cold metal table, barrel-chested and wired to all sorts of machines. His back was freezing.Drake noticed there was a group of people in white coats surrounding him, and they were looking at him as though they had seen a ghost.'I thought I just accepted a levelling request? Where am I?'«Ding!Alpha Link System initialized. Host selected; Drake Michaelson of East View New Jersey. Welcome.»«Ding!Alpha Link System activated. Transferring unpa
“Thank God I have a system!” Drake was ecstatic but quickly discovered that there were several irregularities.'NPC, not a player? Countdown timer? Torturous future ahead?'Drake furrowed his brows as he organized his thoughts.First of all, although he had no idea how the system had transmigrated together with him, he had to treat this world as a new reality, meaning that if he died, he could not bank on being able to respawn like in the game, he will be dead for good.Secondly, he could still access the system's interface despite being classified as an NPC. This suggested that he could still level up like a player, which was good news.Thirdly, if the countdown timer confirmed his suspicions that he had indeed traveled back in time to before the game's launch, did it mean that 'real players' will soon appear?Lastly, and most important of all, the 'torturous future ahead' meant only one thing; he was currently in grave danger!Drake felt indignant. Didn't people who transmigrated no
Drake's heart sank. Brainwashing was a common method of subordination, and while in the game, a brainwashed character would simply become an ally of the faction, it was completely different now! Losing his sense of self was the worst case scenario.'No way!'The good news was that memory altering technology available on the planet was still under-developed, so the organization's method were very primitive; they made use of sensory stimuli to re-calibrate the subject. A character with at least ten points in intelligence would be immune to the effects of the brainwash.Valkyrie had already given Drake a +1 boost to the growth of potential of Endurance. Growth potential was an innate star that affected the growth rate of the affected stat. Different races had differing starting potentials in each stat, and in the entire world of Galaxy, humans generally had a mediocre growth rate. They did, however, boast the highest intelligence potential. As they also possessed the lowest Health, this
Suddenly, an idea occurred to Drake. He abruptly tossed the book to a side and proceeded to stare at the gun on the guard's to waist with a blank expression.Hila frowned but did not act. Everyone looked to see what Drake was up to. Drake walked rigidly towards the guard. As if to make his intentions extremely clear, he reached out exaggeratedly for the gun.The guard instinctively drew his gun, and although Drake did not seem to have any intention of snatching it, he tightened his grip. As Drake was moving extremely slowly, the guard did not see a need to fire.“Unload the gun and let him have it.” ordered Hila. She was keen to know Drake's motives.The guard obliged and proceeded to do so.Upon receiving the gun, some information popped up on Drake's interface.«73-WASP (Small Caliber Handgun)Grade: GreyDamage: 28~35Fire rate: 1.1/sPower Output: 13Key Components: Spring, slide, firing pin, magazine (missing)»[Basic Assembly] automatically gave Drake knowledge about many types
Hila made a call through an encrypted line.“Boss, the situation has stabilized.”“Is the brainwashing complete?” the man's voice was hoarse.“I oversaw the procedure. There was no issue. What arrangements do you have for Zero?” Hila asked.“The Valkyrie experiment's aim is to train soldiers, so train him.” the man replied a bit irritated.“How is my sister doing?”“Don't forget the deal.” the man warned.“I gave you permission to visit her once every two months. Don't cross the line.”Hila clenched her fists when she heard this. Then there was a click and she knew the call had been disconnected by the man.*The interior of the underground Valkyrie lab was almost entirely white. Guards constantly patrolled the grounds. After a night's rest, Drake was brought to an isolated training field where Hila awaited.While he was not too sure of what arrangements the organization had for him, he was certain that they would value his 'learning ability', meaning he would definitely get the chanc