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At around ten in the morning, the rambunctious rolling of the metal gate could be heard in WisDOOM's workshop - Solomon and Sophia have arrived.
Knock! Knock!
"Everyone, wake up! It's time to eat breakfast!" It was already late in the morning, but the rookies were still sound asleep in their bunker as Solomon knocked on their door.
Jack was the first one to wake up upon hearing the constant knocking amidst the loud snoring of Bertran. He immediately checked the time in his black digital watch.
"Damn! What a blunder! Guys, wake up! We've overslept!" Jack quickly moved around the bunker, shaking everyone in their beds while turning on the lights. "Coming!" He shouted as he ran to open the door.
"Hi, Yakouza-!" Jack greeted, and he immediately knew that he had committed another blunder. It was an awkward scene between him and Sol, with the latter fully dressed in a clean white polo shirt while the former was still in his pyjamas and ruffled orange hair.
Sol just smiled for being called out with his should-be-secret-identity as he sent a glance on the others who were still deciding on whether to wake up or not. "Gerd and I brought breakfast. We'll wait for you above." The guy continued to smile as he winked on Jack.
"Hehe. Thanks, Sol." Jack could not help himself from scratching his head.
...
Al was the last one to wake up. He was still tired from the lack of proper sleep.
Jack immediately briefed them about his blunder.
"Don't worry, Jack. No damage was done. After all, I'm sure that they'll eventually reveal their identities to us too. We're one team." Al immediately reassured the worried Jack.
They all looked at each other with a bit of uneasiness before moving out of their bunker.
"Good morning!" Sophia's sweet voice was the dream alarm-ringtone. One that blesses your soul, but it was only Al who could feel that privilege. The girl was a special person to him, after all.
"Hey!" Al's reply was filled with an interesting tone. It was suggesting something, like 'you left me behind a while ago, remember?'
"Furniture!" Bertran immediately saw the long wooden dining table, the bigger bed, and the chair.
"Just for you, Bert. I hope it fits well. We'll arrange that later after we've finished this food." Sol grinned as he took out the deliciously smelling beef strips sauteed in oyster sauce and garnished with broccoli.
"Woah! Now, that's a king's breakfast! Time to dig in!" Bertran hungrily licked his lips.
The atmosphere seemed good, as everyone enjoyed the food. They immediately went into a discussion of what had transpired yesterday and the boys hoped to explain why they knew about Sol's identity in the game.
Al noticed the eye bags in Sophia and Solomon's eyes. "Ehem, so any news of what happened after the war in Alistor?" The boy immediately went for the main dish, dropping the pretenses.
However, a knock suddenly came from outside, and it was an urgent one. "Al? It's Osho here." The tone was one that needed immediate action.
"Osho?" It was Al's first time to hear such stress from his best friend's voice. He immediately ran to open the man-gate.
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Creak. Al opened the hidden man-gate, and what met him was Osho in his school uniform and another figure. A 6-foot boy, 5 inches taller than Osho, wearing a yellow jacket and cap, denim pants, and white rubber shoes.
He looked like Osho, black hair, except that he had sideway bangs to the left of his forehead instead of a pony-tailed one. "Hi, big brother."
"Nisha? Are you, Nisha?" Al was not yet able to see Nisha until now.
"Yeah, this is Nisha, Al. Can we talk?" Osho urgently asked.
"Of course. Of course. Come in first. Have you already ate your breakfast?" Al was a bit surprised to find that Nisha was a tall guy.
"Don't worry about us, Al. We won't last long anyway. You're not answering my calls nor texts, so we came here. We need your help." Osho whispered as they were ushered inside.
"Teacher Osho, good morning!" Bertran immediately greeted upon recognizing the boy's face. "Oh, you brought a new classmate for us?" He grinned.
"Good morning, everyone. Apologies for the surprise visit." Osho bowed at the doorway. He would not have entered if not for Al's insistence and Bertran's loud voice.
"Hi, Osho. Thank you for training the team yesterday, Sophia told me. Have a seat. And who's with you?" Sol stood up from his chair and offered a seat for the two unexpected visitors.
"This is Nisha, everyone. He's my little brother. Yeah, he's taller than me, but he's still my little brother." Osho was already quite familiar with the members of WisDOOM except for the founder - Solomon, so he tried to squeeze a joke hoping it was not corny. But it was.
"Hi, Nisha!" The room was immediately covered with the booming greetings from the team.
"Are you playing War Grounds too?"
"Do you play a Samurai?"
"Do you know about the vibrations?"
"What race do you play?"
"Are you joining us in the coming Rookie Challenge?"
"How tall are you?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Who's stronger between you and Teacher Osho?"
Nisha was immediately flooded with questions upon joining the team in the dining table, five of the eight questions came from Bertran.
"Woah, can we allow them a breather, guys?" Al intervened. "Sol, they have some concern. Can they speak it out?"
"Sure. How can we help?" Sol smiled.
"Uhmmm..." Osho was gesturing Al to check his phone. Fortunately, the latter immediately got what he meant and checked his muted gadget.
There were three messages, and fifteen missed calls.
[ Al, Nisha's account got mutated! Can you ask SARS for help?! Your forever carry, Osho. ]
[ Al? Your forever carry, Osho ]
[ Al?!! We're coming over!!! Your forever carry, Osho ]
Al's eyes immediately enlarged upon reading the messages. Only he and Osho knew about SARS.
"Yes, Osho?" Sol was still waiting for Osho to share his concern.
"I was just wondering what happened in Alistor. Hehe, I've thought that high-ranking players like Sophia have first-hand data." Osho found an excuse.
"Oh." Sol was taken aback as he shot an 'I-demand-an-explanation' look towards Sophia and Al. "Just in time, we're just about to talk about that when you came. No problem, Sophia will share the story. She's got some good lead, right, Sophia?"
"Ehem. Yeah, Eternal Vespers is building a shrine portal in Alistor City." Sophia smiled, and so was Al.
It was what the good news that Al was hoping for the fruition of his initial plans!
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At around ten in the morning, the rambunctious rolling of the metal gate could be heard in WisDOOM's workshop - Solomon and Sophia have arrived.
Knock! Knock!
"Everyone, wake up! It's time to eat breakfast!" It was already late in the morning, but the rookies were still sound asleep in their bunker as Solomon knocked on their door.
Jack was the first one to wake up upon hearing the constant knocking amidst the loud snoring of Bertran. He immediately checked the time in his black digital watch.
"Damn! What a blunder! Guys, wake up! We've overslept!" Jack quickly moved around the bunker, shaking everyone in their beds while turning on the lights. "Coming!" He shouted as he ran to open the door.
"Hi, Yakouza-!" Jack greeted, and he immediately knew that he had committed another blunder. It was an awkward scene between him and Sol, with the latter fully dressed in a clean white polo shirt while the former was still in his pyjamas and ruffled orange hair.
Sol just smiled for being called out with his should-be-secret-identity as he sent a glance on the others who were still deciding on whether to wake up or not. "Gerd and I brought breakfast. We'll wait for you above." The guy continued to smile as he winked on Jack.
"Hehe. Thanks, Sol." Jack could not help himself from scratching his head.
...
Al was the last one to wake up. He was still tired from the lack of proper sleep.
Jack immediately briefed them about his blunder.
"Don't worry, Jack. No damage was done. After all, I'm sure that they'll eventually reveal their identities to us too. We're one team." Al immediately reassured the worried Jack.
They all looked at each other with a bit of uneasiness before moving out of their bunker.
"Good morning!" Sophia's sweet voice was the dream alarm-ringtone. One that blesses your soul, but it was only Al who could feel that privilege. The girl was a special person to him, after all.
"Hey!" Al's reply was filled with an interesting tone. It was suggesting something, like 'you left me behind a while ago, remember?'
"Furniture!" Bertran immediately saw the long wooden dining table, the bigger bed, and the chair.
"Just for you, Bert. I hope it fits well. We'll arrange that later after we've finished this food." Sol grinned as he took out the deliciously smelling beef strips sauteed in oyster sauce and garnished with broccoli.
"Woah! Now, that's a king's breakfast! Time to dig in!" Bertran hungrily licked his lips.
The atmosphere seemed good, as everyone enjoyed the food. They immediately went into a discussion of what had transpired yesterday and the boys hoped to explain why they knew about Sol's identity in the game.
Al noticed the eye bags in Sophia and Solomon's eyes. "Ehem, so any news of what happened after the war in Alistor?" The boy immediately went for the main dish, dropping the pretenses.
However, a knock suddenly came from outside, and it was an urgent one. "Al? It's Osho here." The tone was one that needed immediate action.
"Osho?" It was Al's first time to hear such stress from his best friend's voice. He immediately ran to open the man-gate.
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Creak. Al opened the hidden man-gate, and what met him was Osho in his school uniform and another figure. A 6-foot boy, 5 inches taller than Osho, wearing a yellow jacket and cap, denim pants, and white rubber shoes.
He looked like Osho, black hair, except that he had sideway bangs to the left of his forehead instead of a pony-tailed one. "Hi, big brother."
"Nisha? Are you, Nisha?" Al was not yet able to see Nisha until now.
"Yeah, this is Nisha, Al. Can we talk?" Osho urgently asked.
"Of course. Of course. Come in first. Have you already ate your breakfast?" Al was a bit surprised to find that Nisha was a tall guy.
"Don't worry about us, Al. We won't last long anyway. You're not answering my calls nor texts, so we came here. We need your help." Osho whispered as they were ushered inside.
"Teacher Osho, good morning!" Bertran immediately greeted upon recognizing the boy's face. "Oh, you brought a new classmate for us?" He grinned.
"Good morning, everyone. Apologies for the surprise visit." Osho bowed at the doorway. He would not have entered if not for Al's insistence and Bertran's loud voice.
"Hi, Osho. Thank you for training the team yesterday, Sophia told me. Have a seat. And who's with you?" Sol stood up from his chair and offered a seat for the two unexpected visitors.
"This is Nisha, everyone. He's my little brother. Yeah, he's taller than me, but he's still my little brother." Osho was already quite familiar with the members of WisDOOM except for the founder - Solomon, so he tried to squeeze a joke hoping it was not corny. But it was.
"Hi, Nisha!" The room was immediately covered with the booming greetings from the team.
"Are you playing War Grounds too?"
"Do you play a Samurai?"
"Do you know about the vibrations?"
"What race do you play?"
"Are you joining us in the coming Rookie Challenge?"
"How tall are you?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Who's stronger between you and Teacher Osho?"
Nisha was immediately flooded with questions upon joining the team in the dining table, five of the eight questions came from Bertran.
"Woah, can we allow them a breather, guys?" Al intervened. "Sol, they have some concern. Can they speak it out?"
"Sure. How can we help?" Sol smiled.
"Uhmmm..." Osho was gesturing Al to check his phone. Fortunately, the latter immediately got what he meant and checked his muted gadget.
There were three messages, and fifteen missed calls.
[ Al, Nisha's account got mutated! Can you ask SARS for help?! Your forever carry, Osho. ]
[ Al? Your forever carry, Osho ]
[ Al?!! We're coming over!!! Your forever carry, Osho ]
Al's eyes immediately enlarged upon reading the messages. Only he and Osho knew about SARS.
"Yes, Osho?" Sol was still waiting for Osho to share his concern.
"I was just wondering what happened in Alistor. Hehe, I've thought that high-ranking players like Sophia have first-hand data." Osho found an excuse.
"Oh." Sol was taken aback as he shot an 'I-demand-an-explanation' look towards Sophia and Al. "Just in time, we're just about to talk about that when you came. No problem, Sophia will share the story. She's got some good lead, right, Sophia?"
"Ehem. Yeah, Eternal Vespers is building a shrine portal in Alistor City." Sophia smiled, and so was Al.
It was what the good news that Al was hoping for the fruition of his initial plans!
At around ten in the morning, the rambunctious rolling of the metal gate could be heard in WisDOOM's workshop - Solomon and Sophia have arrived.Knock! Knock! "Everyone, wake up! It's time to eat breakfast!" It was already late in the morning, but the rookies were still sound asleep in their bunker as Solomon knocked on their door.Jack was the first one to wake up upon hearing the constant knocking amidst the loud snoring of Bertran. He immediately checked the time in his black digital watch. "Damn! What a blunder! Guys, wake up! We've overslept!" Jack quickly moved around the bunker, shaking everyone in their beds while turning on the lights. "Coming!" He shouted as he ran to open the door."Hi, Yakouza-!" Jack greeted, and he immediately knew that he had committed another blunder. It was an awkward scene between him and Sol, with the latter fully dressed in a clean white polo shirt while the former was still in his pyjamas and ruffled orange hair. Sol just smiled for being called out with his should-be-secret-identity as he sent a glance on the others who were still deciding on whether to wake up or not. "Gerd and I brought breakfast. We'll wait for you above." The guy continued to smile as he winked on Jack. "Hehe. Thanks, Sol." Jack could not help himself from scratching his head. ...Al was the last one to wake up. He was still tired from the lack of proper sleep. Jack immediately briefed them about his blunder."Don't worry, Jack. No damage was done. After all, I'm sure that they'll eventually reveal their identities to us too. We're one team." Al immediately reassured the worried Jack. They all looked at each other with a bit of uneasiness before moving out of their bunker. "Good morning!" Sophia's sweet voice was the dream alarm-ringtone. One that blesses your soul, but it was only Al who could feel that privilege. The girl was a special person to him, after all."Hey!" Al's reply was filled with an interesting tone. It was suggesting something, like 'you left me behind a while ago, remember?'"Furniture!" Bertran immediately saw the long wooden dining table, the bigger bed, and the chair. "Just for you, Bert. I hope it fits well. We'll arrange that later after we've finished this food." Sol grinned as he took out the deliciously smelling beef strips sauteed in oyster sauce and garnished with broccoli. "Woah! Now, that's a king's breakfast! Time to dig in!" Bertran hungrily licked his lips.The atmosphere seemed good, as everyone enjoyed the food. They immediately went into a discussion of what had transpired yesterday and the boys hoped to explain why they knew about Sol's identity in the game.Al noticed the eye bags in Sophia and Solomon's eyes. "Ehem, so any news of what happened after the war in Alistor?" The boy immediately went for the main dish, dropping the pretenses.However, a knock suddenly came from outside, and it was an urgent one. "Al? It's Osho here." The tone was one that needed immediate action."Osho?" It was Al's first time to hear such stress from his best friend's voice. He immediately ran to open the man-gate.Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting.Creak. Al opened the hidden man-gate, and what met him was Osho in his school uniform and another figure. A 6-foot boy, 5 inches taller than Osho, wearing a yellow jacket and cap, denim pants, and white rubber shoes. He looked like Osho, black hair, except that he had sideway bangs to the left of his forehead instead of a pony-tailed one. "Hi, big brother." "Nisha? Are you, Nisha?" Al was not yet able to see Nisha until now. "Yeah, this is Nisha, Al. Can we talk?" Osho urgently asked."Of course. Of course. Come in first. Have you already ate your breakfast?" Al was a bit surprised to find that Nisha was a tall guy. "Don't worry about us, Al. We won't last long anyway. You're not answering my calls nor texts, so we came here. We need your help." Osho whispered as they were ushered inside."Teacher Osho, good morning!" Bertran immediately greeted upon recognizing the boy's face. "Oh, you brought a new classmate for us?" He grinned."Good morning, everyone. Apologies for the surprise visit." Osho bowed at the doorway. He would not have entered if not for Al's insistence and Bertran's loud voice. "Hi, Osho. Thank you for training the team yesterday, Sophia told me. Have a seat. And who's with you?" Sol stood up from his chair and offered a seat for the two unexpected visitors."This is Nisha, everyone. He's my little brother. Yeah, he's taller than me, but he's still my little brother." Osho was already quite familiar with the members of WisDOOM except for the founder - Solomon, so he tried to squeeze a joke hoping it was not corny. But it was."Hi, Nisha!" The room was immediately covered with the booming greetings from the team. "Are you playing War Grounds too?""Do you play a Samurai?""Do you know about the vibrations?""What race do you play?""Are you joining us in the coming Rookie Challenge?""How tall are you?""Do you have a girlfriend?""Who's stronger between you and Teacher Osho?"Nisha was immediately flooded with questions upon joining the team in the dining table, five of the eight questions came from Bertran."Woah, can we allow them a breather, guys?" Al intervened. "Sol, they have some concern. Can they speak it out?""Sure. How can we help?" Sol smiled."Uhmmm..." Osho was gesturing Al to check his phone. Fortunately, the latter immediately got what he meant and checked his muted gadget.There were three messages, and fifteen missed calls. Al, Nisha's account got mutated! Can you ask SARS for help?! Your forever carry, Osho. Al? Your forever carry, Osho Al?!! We're coming over!!! Your forever carry, Osho Al's eyes immediately enlarged upon reading the messages. Only he and Osho knew about SARS."Yes, Osho?" Sol was still waiting for Osho to share his concern."I was just wondering what happened in Alistor. Hehe, I've thought that high-ranking players like Sophia have first-hand data." Osho found an excuse. "Oh." Sol was taken aback as he shot an 'I-demand-an-explanation' look towards Sophia and Al. "Just in time, we're just about to talk about that when you came. No problem, Sophia will share the story. She's got some good lead, right, Sophia?" "Ehem. Yeah, Eternal Vespers is building a shrine portal in Alistor City." Sophia smiled, and so was Al. It was what the good news that Al was hoping for the fruition of his initial plans!
