《The Supreme Game System》 1 Just another normal day [The system needs more power to start] Peter opened his eyes slowly. Just like every other day the first thing he saw was a blue text box in the center of your field of view. [Error 001 # Insufficient power] "Some can fly, others have a huge force, I was born with an error message in my head ... How lucky I am. "He smiled wryly. Peter had black hair and green eyes, his skin was pale and even without a sturdy build his firm set muscles would ignite the envy of many warmblooded boys. Some magazines and notebooks fell to the floor as he stood up, his insomnia crisis was obvious to those who saw those two black circles around his eyes. Peter was born with a deficient natural hability, that is, a useless hability. It is not common for this kind of thing to happen, but it is not that rare either. All humans are born with a unique ability, often these abilities are extraordinary and help a lot in battles or in the day to day of the people. Skills are usually classified in: D, C, B, A, and S ... "usually" because there were also cases of people being born with F, SS, or even SSS skills. Peter had a class F ability, that is, a deficient skill. He was not qualified to enter a class C daycare center, the most he could get was to enroll in a school for the ''disabled''. But incredibly his father managed to find a place for him in a class C school, which could be much lower than those of class S, A and B, but it was much better than the schools of ''Disabled''. His room was large. In one of the corners was a single bed with a desk by his side, a stand hung a thin television on the wall beside a huge wardrobe. Peter turned on the television and held a video game controller with both hands, he yawned once before he began navigating his endless list of games. "Peter ...! Peter ... !! "A voice sounded "What is it?" He said rolling his eyes. The door opened and a 30-year-old woman entered the room and looked at him in disapproval. This was her mother, she had long blonde hair and wore a striped dress next to a strawberry-patterned apron. Anyone who saw this would probably die in disbelief. Peter''s mother ranked 9th among the 10 strongest people in the country, in the past his glory was such that his nickname became a "divine knight," because his costume was similar to a knight''s armor. His father ranked 5th in the country''s 10 strongest people, known as "Chaos", he could by his will transform everything he wanted to powder, his natural ability was chosen as the deadliest in any country. "Peter ... Go to school." "Not..." "Peter ... Aff ... tell me one thing ... do you really want all the effort your father put in to enroll you at that school in vain? " "No ... it''s okay just let me finish this match." Her mother narrowed her eyes and with a small movement of her hand the control flew off Peter''s hand and collided with the wall breaking in several places. "Go!" She said before leaving and slamming the door. ... Arriving the classroom Peter sat in a chair at the back of the room and began to look through the windows. The sound of the passing cars and the birds singing captured their attention, in front of the school after the street was a playground where it was often possible to see one or two children running through the sand, the sun had just left across the horizon giving an image beautiful to the whole landscape. "Peter ... is my class so boring? "The teacher''s voice called him "No ..." Peter said without looking away from the window. "Peter ... who was the hero responsible for saving a whole city in the ''Thousand Souls'' incident 200 years ago?" "It was the hero known as ''Fire'', and in fact the incident of ''A Thousand Souls occurred not 200 years ago but 213 years ago.'' A flush swept over the teacher''s face, but he restrained himself from picking up that student and throwing himself through the window, yet he was still very furious with that situation. How could a ''Deficient'' not pay attention to his class and still humiliate him in such a way. Peter was not aware of the teacher''s anger, all he wanted was to jump in time and skip that boring class. ... In the break Kicks and punches were struck against his face, the group of three young men gave him no chance to fight back. "Hehehe ... you idiot junk. Why do not you ask your dad for help? "One of the young men said, laughing. Another young man stepped forward and gripped the collar of Peter''s T-shirt, with a twist of his arms he flung him several yards forward. Peter fell into the concrete floor with blood dripping down and his face slightly swollen "Julio ... can we use our skills?" A thin young man asked the stout young man. "But of course you can ..." Julio said after a wild smile. The young man''s eyes flashed and, shortly after a kind of rope was tossed from his hand and wrapped around Peter''s neck, with a movement of his hands the rope began to contract by hanging Peter. Peter could not speak anymore, he could not breathe and after a while his face started to turn red, he tried to scream but all that came out was a low grunt and a little saliva. The other boy''s speed increased abruptly, he ran around Peter and struck blows all over his body. Julio turned his iron hand and punched Peter''s face, causing him to fall to the floor in pain and totally dispersing the strength he had gathered to try to stand up Peter closed his eyes for a moment and smiled wryly. "Just another normal day." 2 Opposite Ways "STOP IT!!!" A thin, red-haired young man suddenly appeared, a few lines of blue color spreading all over his body like cobwebs, and the aura he exuded seemed to burn with determination. The young man had a look of rage on his face and with his clenched fist a huge mass of energy came into his hands as he moved at high speed and hit a punch in the face of one of the bullies. "Tsc ... it''s Marcus again, let''s go," Julio said before running away with the other bully. Marcus did not chase the two, he turned to Peter and said, "How are you? Can you stand up, Peter? " "Hehehe, this is nothing, but ... is that guy still alive?" Peter pointed at the fallen young man. "I do not know ... well, that does not matter much, let''s go." Gathering as hard as he could, Peter got up and brushed the dust off his clothes. Passing his hand over his face he wiped some of the blood, looking at the blood on the floor he said smiling: "At least I did not lose any teeth." "What you mean? How can you be such an idiot? "Marcus said angrily. "What?" "Peter, you may have a ''Deficient'' ability but I know you have the strength to at least fend off that bunch of idiots." "Hahaha, do not get so angry Marcus, look on the bright side ... my immunity to pain has increased a bit." Peter laughed. "Dude you really are weird." They both looked around, then moved on to the school buildings. Peter and Marcus were 4-year-old friends that was the time Peter enrolled in this school. Marcus was one of the best students in school, always with good grades and a good performance in physical activities. Peter was the best at theoretical classes, his physical performance even being on human standards was still much better than the other boys his age so it was not too difficult for him to progress in school. Walking on campus, they talked: "Peter ... What are you going to do after here?" "What you mean?" "I mean ... your ability is not very good so ... what are you going to do with your life?" "Maybe I can become an inventor ... creating the equipment of heroes is not much different from saving people, is it?" "Perhaps..." "and you?" "I do not know ... maybe I''ll sign up for ''Silver Moon Academy''" "Oohh ... you dream good." "In fact ..." Marcus said. Peter stopped suddenly ... his gaze sharpened and he began to look in a certain direction. Further on was a person walking with slow steps towards the main entrance of the school, it was not possible to know if it was a man or a woman, because this one wore a red coat with a hood. There were two security guards in front of the main building, the person passed them still walking slowly. The security guards did not seem to care, he ignored that person without even looking at her, it was as if she did not exist. "Peter, what is it? "Marcus asked confused. "Marcus ... what should we do to get access to the main building?" "Well ... we should show the authorization card ..." "Why did not that person do that?" "What person?" "The one with the red coat and hood. " Marcus looked in the direction to which Peter looked and narrowed his eyes, as if a mirage disappeared before him the space began to distort until the figure of the woman entering the main building appeared in his eyes. "SHIT!!" The figure of Marcus disappeared suddenly, his body traveling at an incredible speed heading straight for the main building. The person noticed this and turned his face. It was a woman. his hair and her eyes were covered by the hood, but only to see her exquisite facial features and her voluminous breasts was more than obvious what his gender. The woman smiled with her thin lips and with a flick of her finger, three wolves made purely of black energy howled and charged against Marcus furiously. Marcus was scared ... But he could not escape, he had to delay that person until some hero arrived, otherwise it was possible that everyone there died, including him and Peter. AUUUUUUUUUUUU One of the wolves ripped open his jaw as Marcus clenched his fist into a punch. Peter''s heart stopped ... if those attacks met Marcus would definitely lose one of his hands. But contrary to his expectations, Marcus suddenly changed the course of the attack and struck the empty air. Using one of his legs he kicked the wolf''s chest making it scatter in the air. Marcus was proud of himself. Had he really managed to kill one of these bugs? Even so he did not get carried away, after all there were still two wolves waiting to be killed. Marcus stepped into a fighting position, he took his right leg back and flexed his legs slightly, the palm of his left hand was positioned just behind the palm of his right hand. Narrowing his eyes, Marcus shouted, "Come on! " The wolves jumped at the same time, their hairs like black flames that rippled like intense flames, one of them sharpened its claws and the other opened its jaws. Marcus was prepared he prepared to launch an attack however ... A wooden stake suddenly appeared at her side, she traveled at high speed and from the wolf''s mouth she went all over her body and made him scatter in the air. The same happened to the other a wooden stake pierced his body and made him disperse. Marcus was glad ... some specialist had arrived. What class would this hero be? C, B, A or S? If he had the opportunity to meet a class S hero he could die happy. Marcus thought more and more as his face turned to see his savior. The hero could be a veteran who would take him as a student or even a beautifull gir --- PETER? !!!!!!!!!!! "How did you kill that monster?" "These monsters were not made for combat, just for distraction. Any one of them would die with a single touch. " "What?! But..." "She let you hit that wolf on purpose so you can inflate your ego and make you fight with them instead of going after her." A blush appeared on Marcus''s face and he lowered his head. "But that''s a good sign." "What? because?" "If she chose to distract you instead of fighting you mean she is weak or has little time to do what she came to do." "Yes..." "If it''s the first option we have a chance, if it''s the second then it can kill us in a hurry." "Let''s hope it''s the first ... What? Where are the security guards? " "Those idiots fled as soon as they identified the enemy." "Ahh whatever ... Touch the fire alarms, I''ll see if I can delay that girl." "Be careful not to die ..." "You too..." After they had waved each other, they ran and went the opposite ways. 3 Peter ran down the hallway. A sharp look was taking hold of his face as he desperately searched for a button to trigger the fire alarm. Runner A, Runner B, Runner C ... WHERE WAS THAT DAMN BUTTON ?! Running for another few minutes he finally found it. Beside the door leading to the bathroom was that red button. He ran toward the button as if his life depended on that, Peter removed the safety glass and without wasting time pressed the button. *Alarm The doors began to open and the students left their classrooms with a confused look on their faces. It was not very common to have this alarm triggered,after all there were 4 people with water power working at that school, any threat of fire would be neutralized within minutes. "What? Where''s the fire? " "Was it someone who wanted to make funny?" "If it was I do not know, but it came in good time, this class was hell." Whispers scattered everywhere, Peter stepped forward and started running toward the exit, however ... His arm suddenly caught, the one who grabbed him had tremendous strength, it was as if Peter''s arm was paralyzed, he could not move it even an inch. "So it was you, was not it, Peter?" "Teacher?" "You make yourself clever, but I knew you were the type to make fun, I hope you know what the punishment is for those who hit the fire alarm for no reason." "The school was invaded !! Is that a good enough reason ?! " "Hahaha, who''s going to want to break into a C-class school like this? I am the only one who saves the reputation of this school, if it were for me all you junk would be expelled immediately. " "YOU FOOL!!!!!" At that moment a mass of dark energy began to swallow all the school grounds, all the buildings, corridors and blocks were being consumed at an alarming rate, Peter tried to escape, but the teacher still held his arm and prevented him from leaving. The two were hit hard by the mass of energy. Peter flew a few feet and crashed into the wall spitting some blood, but his teacher was thrown against a window that broke the moment he collided with his body. The teacher was thrown out of the building and his screams echoed throughout the campus followed by the sound of his body falling to the floor. Peter was not happy about that after all they were on the 5th floor and his teacher did not know how to fly. He just shook his head, his teacher at most would have a few broken bones, his main priority now was to find Marcus. No one else acted unconcernedly, everyone rushed toward the exits as fast as they could, some carrying the bodies of their unconscious friends, but most just ignored the fallen people. Peter was one of them, but he was not running away but getting to the root of the problem. Down the stairs it was not long before he got to the gate, even before he got there he could hear the screams of desperation from the people running. As he passed the door his eyes widened and he opened his mouth in disbelief. Countless black dragons circled the school skies and spat black energy balls everywhere, anything that came into contact with those energy balls was instantly transformed into ashes. Its huge wings beat causing gusts of wind that would be able to knock down even houses. It was possible to see even some of the most fragile buildings collapsing as if it were nothing, Peter stared into the chaos that settled in, he frowned and began to race against the tide of students running toward the gates. He ignored her fatigue, the wounds he gained no longer ached, the adrenaline rushing through his body as his speed increased. It was not long before he reached the front porch of the main building. Kicking the door he looked around and up the stairs, his thoughts clear, his veins pulsating and sweat trickled from his forehead. When he reached the second floor, he quickly opened the door and came upon a man, a tall man with long red hair, a huge scar on his cheek, and his sharp eyes scowling at the figure he held ... it was Marcus . The man paid attention to the boy in his hands, so it took time to react when a fist appeared in his field of vision and struck his face. BANG The man let Marcus fall to the ground and took a few steps back. Peter wasted no time, he rushed toward the now stunned man and knocked a knee to his face. BANG The man was struck and it was even possible to see a few drops of blood falling to the ground. "I got it? I got it..." Peter was about to celebrate, but the man suddenly grabbed his left foot and with a twist of his hand he shook Peter''s body and hit him against the wall. "Damn ... you really scared me kid. If you had used a skill I would probably have fainted on the first hit. " Even though Peter could not hear him, the man continued to speak. "But anyway ... if even without a natural ability you''re so strong, how strong would it be if you used it?" He looked at Peter for a few seconds. "... wait a little, did not you use it because it''s a useless skill? Hahaha now everything makes sense ...! Seriously what a waste. " The man stepped toward the hitherto unconscious Peter and with a wave of his hand a white stone appeared in his hand. "This is a Power Stone, there are not many of them in the world ... I would not have used it on another occasion, but you seem to be a promising youngster. " The man looked at the stone in his hand again and immediately after looking at Peter, with a strange smile he pressed the stone against Peter''s chest. "Grow up kid ... and come try to stop me." The stone swayed for a few seconds and soon after began to be absorbed by Peter''s body. The space began to twist again, the woman suddenly appeared next to the man and watched him in silence. The man smiled, looked at the woman and moments later disappeared into the air turning into black particles. [A power source has been detected. Do you want to start absorption?] [Host is currently unconscious. Starting absorption.] [1% ... 9% ... 25% ... 50% ... 89% ... 100% ...] [The Supreme Game System started.] 4 System [STATUS] [Name]: Peter Smith [Age]: 17 years old [Professions]: -------------------------------------------------- ------------ [Level 1]: 0/10 Exp [AP]: [SC]: -------------------------------------------------- ------------ [Strength]: 16 [Speed]: 19 [Agility]: 15 [Resistance]: 12 [Intelligence]: 95 -------------------------------------------------- ------------- [Skills]: -------------------------------------------------- -------------- "Alright ... What is this exactly?" Peter looked at the Status screen ahead of him with a confused expression. He was lying on a hospital bed, beside him were some medical equipment and a table with clean clothes and a fruit basket. Peter looked at the nurse who was cleaning some equipment in the corner of the room and asked, "You really can not see it?" "No ... it''s probably hallucinations," she said before smiling and leaving the room. "Right..." Moments later, the door opened again ... A gray-haired man entered the room, he wore a lab coat and white trousers. Age marks could be seen across the face, he was probably someone with several decades of experience. "You''re ... Peter, are not you?" "Yes..." "Well, his condition has improved a lot in the last three days, we''ve done our best, but what really helped his recovery was his sudden awakening of his second ability." "You say ... this?" Peter said pointing to the status screen. "Whatever is there, I can not see. But judging by your condition is probably a hallucination. " Peter nodded and looked back at the Status screen, he knew it was not a hallucination, that error screen in his mind was replaced by that Status screen, the ''system'' probably already got all the energy it needed. Even though his ability was not as useless as he thought, he still did not know how to use it. Above the Status screen there were a few more tabs like: Missions, Shop, Map. Peter already knew that this worked like a game, so the missions windows would probably be where he would receive his missions. The store ,would be where he would buy Items and skills and the Map ... Well, the map was the map. "Hey ..." he said in a failed attempt to call the system. "Who are you talking to?" The doctor said confused. "Hehehe ... with anyone ..." Peter said as a blush appeared on his face. [Call me system, and the host can communicate with the system through thoughts.] "Right..." "Said something?" [The host MUST communicate with the system by thought.] ''Alright, it was the strength of the habit'' ''What does AP mean?'' [AP stands for Atribute Points. AP is a type of point used to increase the physical attributes of the host.] [SC stands for "System Coin". SC is a type of currency used to buy items from the store.] [Exp are Experience Points. Exp are used to help host leveling.] Peter was about to ask more questions, but the doctor caught his attention. "Peter ... there are people wanting to talk to you ... I usually would not allow visits so early, but they are people I can not take the risk of offending, you think you''re ready to talk about that incident already." "Clear..." The doctor waved left the room shortly after. it was only a few minutes before the door was opened again, a man and a woman entered the room. The man was tall and sturdy, he had blond hair and blue eyes, he wore a brown coat unbuttoned next to a T-shirt and blue tie, plus he wore leather shoes and brown pants. Basically he was a pretty stereotypical Investigative Detective. The woman had long blonde hair and deep red eyes, pale white skin adorned her body and her voluminous breasts formed two reliefs in the social blue shirt she wore, in addition, she wore tight jeans that fit fully into her body and highlighted her round buttocks. "Peter Smith, is not it? My name is Carl Johnson and this is Liza Parker. We are employees of the heroes'' association and we came here to ask you some questions, okay? " "It''s all right..." It was not as if Peter had much choice, since these two had already entered the room Peter would be forced to speak even if it was the force. [A user of mental powers wants to establish a connection with the host.] [To allow? Yes No] Peter looked at this notification and smiled wryly. ''So that''s the way they question people here?'' ''Very well ... you may allow it. I have nothing to hide. '' [If a user of mental powers establishes a connection to the host, he may read some thoughts that are filtered according to host preferences, meaning the user of mental powers can only know what the host will allow.] [Also, while the connection is active the host has the possibility to extract any thoughts or information from the user''s mind of mental powers.] They took some wooden chairs next to them and sat down beside the bed facing Peter. "Very well ... tell us everything that happened in the incident." "First, I''d like to ask a question ..." "Alright, do it." "Marcus is well?" "Yes, he''s being treated in the next room." "Right, thanks. Now back to the subject ... " Peter began to describe everything that happened that day, everything he saw and everything he felt, he even told about his teacher being thrown from the fifth floor. Liza occasionally noted something on a notepad as she tried to follow Peter''s testimony. "This girl you quoted was probably an illusionist ... The man is the likely leader. We do not know if there was foreign aid to invade the school because the gates should be closed at that time, it is not strange that they were able to enter with the gate closed, but according to you the gates were open at the time the students fled, is not it? " "Yes." "Well ... enough for today ... the other thing I need to say ... I''m not sure why, but the government decided it would monitor all the students in the school, especially you and your friend, who were the only ones to have direct contact with the enemy. For this it was decided that all of you would be enrolled in ''Academia Lua Prateada''. Anything against? "Liza said. ''Do I have a choice?'' "Alright ... I do not care." "Great. When you recover, a driver comes to take you home, in two months another driver will come to take you to the Academy, "Carl said. "Right..." They both said good-bye before turning and leaving the room. In the corridors of the hospital the two talked: "Did he tell you a lie?" The woman''s red eyes changed to green as she turned to Carl and said, "No ... everything he said was true. But I felt something strange as I tried to invade his mind ... it was as if he were reading through all my thoughts and memories. " "Hahaha ... you are an apprentice to the greatest user of mental powers in the country. How a brat could get around his power and use it against you. " "In fact, I must be thinking things. " "Let''s ... We should pass our report to the association." "Right..." After that, they started walking toward the hospital exit. Meanwhile inside the hospital room ... "And to think that such a serious woman would pee her pants when she was in her ninth grade." 5 Arriving at Silver Moon Academy 2 months later A car travels through the city streets. It was a black four-door car with armored glass. Inside this car besides the driver there were 2 young people who were in the back seats, these young people were Peter and Marcus. Peter was quietly watching the landscape through the windows, a sense of anticipation and doubt took over. He had not yet made any progress with the system, after all there was no way to do missions because his mother left him ''resting'' in the last two months. "Hey Peter, let me see your new skill." "I still do not know how to handle it." Peter obviously would not tell Marcus about the system, after all Peter did not know what the system was, he did not want to leave his friend in anticipation of just being disappointed in the end, moreover, if the system was what Peter thought he was, It was better that Marcus did not know that, for the safety of Peter and Marcus. "Dude, or this ability is really terrific or you''re really dumb." "Shut the fuck up, you fucking ... !!" The driver tried to ignore the childish quarrel that formed back there and said: "We''re coming to Academy in 30 minutes." Marcus turned around and stretched out in the car seat. "We''re coming ... but this is really good. Who would have thought that you would wake up another skill with only one week to finish classes ... " "Really ... But she''s still weak so it''s not very useful ..." "Hehehe this is only a matter of time." ... After a few minutes the car suddenly stopped, Peter and Marcus left and they grinned at the building ahead. Some students were scattered along the sidewalks of the street and it was even possible to see some inside the campus, the Academy was guarded by a huge black steel gate in the middle of a two-meter-high wall adorned with beautiful polished ceramics. Passing through the gate Peter had a better view. In front of him was a huge building adorned with innumerable white-framed windows, making a stark contrast to the red paint on the walls. Its top had the shape of an "A" having on its face a window also of white frame that indicated that possibly there existed a room, perhaps an attic. Nearby, a few more buildings were arranged in a row, and on the other side of the building there was a beautiful grassy field that had been cut by a few brick sidewalks that connected the ends of the campus and the buildings. Peter was a bit stunned by this sight, he had just left a school that by default was large, but compared to this his school did not compare to a wooden hut. "So this is where we''re going to study now?" Marcus asked in anticipation. "Err ... if there was no mistake ... yes, it''s here." [The host received a telepathic message. Hear?] ''Is someone with hostile intentions?'' [Telepathic messages do not serve to harm the enemy, most of the time they are used on the battlefield to pass information to the allies in a safe way.] ''So?'' [Basically the answer is ''no''] ''So my choice is yes.'' [Loading message ? ---------------- 00:06] ["All freshmen of Academy Silver Moon, go to the presentation hall located in the 5th building to the north."] The two did not waste time, soon after receiving the message the two began to walk towards the presentation hall. The day was particularly calm, it was nothing compared to that chaotic day when they almost died. Something that Peter did not understand was how that incident triggered the activation of the system. He did not know that the source of energy that activated the system came from that man, so that doubt had been tormenting his mind since the day he woke up in the hospital. "Peter, what are you thinking?" Marcus asked suddenly. "Err ... well, I was just remembering that day." "Yes ... that day ... 30 of our colleagues died that day. Let''s stop thinking about it, now just wait for the heroes to catch the guilty " "I do not know why but I feel it''s not that simple." ... "Hello, freshmen from our beloved Silver Moon Academy, I am John the Academy Director and I am here personally to welcome you ..." John cleared his throat and continued, "We''re going to be together for 8 long years ... and in those years I really do not want to have intrigues, fights out of the arena or any kind of boycott done against our students. As long as you are considered as one of our students you naturally gain the protection of the Academy, and anyone who touches our students will be directly offending me and everyone who takes care of the safety of the students. However, this does not mean that you can do what you want. If it is proven that any of you have committed a malicious act against another person using the name of our Academy you will not be expelled, we do not do this here, but the punishment you will receive will make you wish to be expelled. " Peter nodded at this, the academy would protect its students at any time, however they would not take their pains if they were the wrong ones in history. Truly the conduct that is expected of the best Academy of heroes in the country. "Well, I''ve already mentioned some important points so let''s talk about something good now. As many of you may know, each year your veterans can choose one of the freshmen as temporary partners ... " "By becoming a partner with your veterans, they can give you techniques, exercises, and you can train them according to your will. In addition, your veterans will also be able to take you through some basic heroism missions. " Marcus put a funny expression on his face and said to Peter, "But is not this us making a kind of disciple instead of partner?" Peter looked at him and nodded, he does not know the purpose behind it and really he could not care less, as long as it was something optional he would not ally himself with any veteran. [New mission!] [Become a temporary partner to one of your veterans.] ''Are you kidding me?'' [No, LMAO] ''FACE, YOU ARE DEFINITELY POORING ME'' ''Anyway, are there any rewards?'' [Rewards: Hability "''Red Electricity" , +10 AP, +20 SC] The veterans took the stage one by one as they chose some freshmen to be their partners. "I Mia Khelifa choose freshman Mark Zucken as partner." "I Mark Zucken accepted." This lasted for some time before everyone looked in a certain direction. Walking toward the stage was a girl with blond hair and green eyes,she had white skin, she was so tall and wore a tight white dress that fits perfectly in her body highlighting her curves. "Is that Danna ?!" "You mean that Danna? The daughter of the two strongest heroes in the country ?! "Rank 1 Orchid" and "Rank 2 Black Crow"? " "Yes ... besides, I heard that she has two sisters, one of them is manager in the association of heroes and the other one, the younger one, is doing exchange, they say that she was born with a very strong power and dangers, so the government needed to seek help from scientists and researchers from other countries to suppress that power in some way. " Danna was oblivious to these whispers and gossip, she took the stage and stood in front of the crowd of freshmen. "I Danna Lewis choose freshman Marcus Lewis as my partner." "I, freshman Marcus Lewis, reject the offer" Peter looked at Marcus with a solemn expression and said, "Why do not you become your sister''s partner??" "She is not my sister." "I understand..." Marcus did not care, but around him looks of hatred, awe and confusion were sent to him like a flood. "Who was that guy?" "Did he know who he just refused?" "But, their surname are not somewhat similar? Does..." "Impossible, the existence of any Marcus in the Lewis family has never been confirmed, it must be just a coincidence." "Yeah ... parents usually like to put celebrity names on their kids, do not they?" "What are you talking about, Justin Bieber? Not all cases are like yours. " Marcus ignored these whispers and with frowning brows he stared at the girl who, above the stage, looked at him with an indifferent expression. 6 Lewis Family The two faced each other ... The tension set in, and at that moment it seemed that there were only two of them in that place. Marcus was obviously nervous and upset, yet he did not let his gaze falter, she would not show weakness in front of that woman ... "I ... Danna Lewis ... I choose freshman Marcus Lewis as my partner." "I Marcus Lewis refuses the offer." Danna no longer insisted after shaking her head she walked up the stairs and stepped off the stage. Some students were upset and confused, Peter looked at his friend but said nothing, John already had an expression that said, "I already knew this would happen." "I Carolina Johnson chooses freshman Tyle Wilson as my partner." Stunned by the previous events no one had noticed that another veteran had already taken the stage. "Are you okay with that?" Peter asked suddenly. "Yes ... I do not want to get involved with these people." "But that way you would not be just running away from it? Why do not you try to face it? " "Hahaha ... as if this were something easy ..." .......................... ...................... A few years ago "Mom! Mom! Look at this. " A thin, redheaded child ran toward the woman seated in an armchair in the middle of the living room. "What was Marcus?" She smiled at the child''s presence. Marcus was holding a paper animatedly in his hand as he pointed to a drawing. "Look! Look! This is going to be my hero''s uniform when I grow up. " "It''s truly beautiful." The woman''s smile brightened. "It sucked. "Said a little girl who suddenly appeared there. "Shut up Danna! You have no idea what style is. " "No ... it really sucked ... you would be ridiculed if you went out on the street." "Now, you two stop fighting," the woman said, forcing a stern tone, but unable to disguise the gentleness behind her voice. "Okay ... but know that she started it ..." Marcus said with a sulky face. Danna did not stay there. With a fulfilled sense of mission, she stumbled out, Marcus left shortly after, and all that excitement before was replaced by a scowl that went deeper and deeper into her face. The woman just smiled at the scene, right after she got up and started up the stairs to the second floor ... ... "Damn Danna, she definitely has no sense of fashion." Even after several minutes, Marcus did not stop grunting as he carried that paper under his arm as if it were an invaluable treasure. Marcus was a genius. His natural ability was called "Enhancement," this ability had the power to use the energy present in the user''s body and to hone all his abilities, whether physical or mental. By using his skill in its entirety, he would be given about 10 times his original strength, of course as he grew his power would also evolve and thus he could reach the mark of 100 times his original strength. In the body of all humans there is an energy that scientists have dubbed Ultra. Ultra energy is responsible for the execution of natural abilities. Making an analogy: It is as if the "Ultra" energy were electric energy and the natural abilities were like a lamp, that is, the "Ultra" energy is more than essential for the functioning of the abilities. ... Marcus walked through a verdant garden, he walked over a stone walkway that followed the path formed by two shrubs, which, even huge, always parallel to each other. Day was particularly cold, it was 5 o''clock in the afternoon, but he had the impression of being 11 o''clock at night, it was even a strange feeling. The gusts of wind whistled and rocked against his skin causing him to shiver, turning around and walking toward the door of his house. In the backyard of his house there was a space paved by gray bricks, it served as an intersection between the garden and the house, above that space rested a huge pool filled with crystal clear water and some beach chairs by his side. Marcus walked for a while before reaching this space. Stopping with his steps again he looked up at the sky. Even with the dark clouds covering the whole sky, it was possible to vaguely perceive the presence of the sun, because even in the clouds its light still tried to escape giving that cloud, in particular, a reddish orange hue. Taking a deep breath, Marcus prepared to head for the door of his house. BOOM Marcus could not take another step, a sudden blow struck him in the belly and sent him straight to the pool, making a fair share of the water flowing out. Marcus''s small body submerged further and further until he reached the base of the pool. At that moment, his eyes suddenly opened ... But there was something wrong, his whole eye turned a brilliant blue, it was as if his eyes were flashlights that had been lit suddenly. Neon blue lines spread all over his body. For an observer out the whole pool was the one who shone with that bright blue light, yet it was soon possible to see a small, shiny body emerge from there, his bright blue eyes were completely gone life, it was not too difficult to deduce that the child was unconscious. ...... Some hours later. "Get out of here! Get out of here! "That same woman who once had a gentle smile, now screamed hysterically as she threw everything she saw into the child. Marcus did not understand, because after waking everything changed? Because even your sister, your father and even your mother were treating you badly? How the hell would a child understand that? !!! "Stop Martha ..." His father intervened. The woman was outside her house. Half the house had been destroyed, the bodies of some maids lay lying on the floor, and the sound of the vigilance ciners increased more and more as time passed. After that, Marcus remembers only the various experiments conducted on his body. The pain she felt every time she saw the horrendous and disturbing face of those scientists. They all seemed to be expressionless, yet Marcus saw them as the embodiment of the demons. Marcus remembered being erased from the records of that family, no one else recognized him as the genius of the Lewis family or as that good boy they all loved. His life, his entire identity disappeared and soon after he was thrown into a C class school as a form of solace from his former parents. 7 Olivia Adam These memories passed through Marcus''s mind as he clenched his fists to ease his frustration. "I, Olivia Adam, choose the freshman Peter Smith as my partner." Peter''s attention focused on the woman above the stage. She was a beautiful young woman, she wore a top that fit perfectly on her thin waist and highlighted her huge round breasts. Her soft white legs were on display and the short shorts she wore hid only the most important parts and a few inches from her thighs. To tell the truth, she was very far from the standards of beautiful, refined girls who were usually there. "I, Peter Smith, accepted." Peter did not notice, but suddenly everyone began to look at him with pity, it was as if everyone''s eyes said, "What did this guy do to be so bad?" "Kukuku, you''re really lucky Peter," Marcus said with a laugh. "What you mean?" "This girl ... she''s the younger sister of ''Malevolent'' and ''Medusa''. The two are known for their cruel acts against their partners, and there is one important detail in these sisters, they always choose a male partner. " "So they''re perverted?" "Not exactly ... tell the legend that the three sisters were taught to hate men early on. It is said that their mother deceived her husband to marry him, after which he was treated as a sexual slave by the woman, and when she suspected he might be cheating her with another ... " "She killed him?" "No ... much worse than that, she castrate him!" Even Peter, who was a true beating expert, still felt a deep shiver in the low parts after hearing about this story, Marcus looked at Peter with a serious expression and continued: "Now the daughters follow the same example. They did not get married, but in choosing their partners they began to treat them as slaves as well. If they did not do what they said, the sisters would beat them to the point of near death. After they had recovered, the sisters they would beat them again. " "Hehehe, this must be just an urban legend, if that were true the academy would intervene, would not it?" "Of that I do not know, but ... do not you think that''s a lot of coincidence?" "What?" "Just a few days ago you were just a disabled person with no powers. You were a guy below the level of weakness ... having said that, is not it a coincidence that of all people, Olivia chose you soon? " Even finding this absurd story, measured by Marcus''s expression and the weight of his words, Peter could not help but be a little apprehensive. What if this crazy girl tried to do something against him? He was still weak, how could he defend himself? Peter was lost in thought when he suddenly felt a chill. Olivia had already stepped off the stage, and now in the crowd she was looking at Peter with a sinister smile, it was as if she could claim her soul there and now. ... "Peter ... Peter ... hey ..." Marcus tried to talk to Peter who was walking beside him. "You bastard, why did not you warn me earlier ?!" Peter was on the verge of insanity. "Calm down, did you really believe that story? That''s how you said it ... if this really happened, Academy would intervene. " "Really..." Peter shook his head and forced himself to stop thinking about it, even though he was nervous he decided that if she made the slightest move suspiciously, he would report to Academy staff. Peter kept walking. He threw that subject into the back of his mind and focused on another subject of equal importance ... The system. Peter clearly remembered the rewards offered in completing the mission. [Mission accomplished!] [Host won 10 AP.] [Host won 20 SC.] [Host gained "Red Electricity" ability] ["Red Electricity": A skill that gives the host the ability to produce a kind of electric power capable of infiltrating the enemy''s body and causing them internal damage. The energy can be controlled by the host giving it full control under the route that energy will take inside the enemy''s organism.] [Note: If the enemy realizes the presence of energy, it can easily dissipate it.] He have frowned when I read this message. The system might not have quoted that point, but Peter knew this was an ability to commit Murder. It is very easy to deduce by this description. But what was that? He lived his entire life without a skill and when he finally gets the skill ... Does it have to be just that of a Killer? Peter was dissatisfied, but after thinking for a while he finally understood ... Even if it were a skill that would facilitate assassinations, it was still his ability, and anyway he still had control and could determine whether or not he would kill someone. The only thing he should really worry about was not to use that skill recklessly. ... It was late afternoon, the sun was getting ready to go and the students were walking towards their dormitories. Peter did the same. Even with anxiety to test his natural ability, he should still be prudent and follow the rules of the Academy. If the guards caught him hanging around late at night he could really get in trouble. Not long ago, some bracelets had been distributed to all students, they served as a device to manage their school schedules, served as a map that encompassed all school grounds and even as a communication device. With him Peter could easily summon a vigilante or talk to a classmate. Peter raised his wrist and squeezed the display of the bracelet and suddenly appeared as a holographic projection. Navigating through it Peter quickly found the sleeping area and following the instructions on the bracelet he headed toward the dorms. Marcus was not with him, the two of them had arrived at the Academy a long time ago so he decided to go buy something to eat. Peter did not have much of a food question at the time, yet he ordered a small sandwich and soda. When he got to his dorm, Peter took off his shoes and threw himself on the bed, he needed to rest well ... For his days at the Academy would really start the next day. 8 Yousd better study, children. Following day... Peter walked in the middle of the campus, his destination was the F-4 room of the Sixth Building. Each school building was in a different sector in itself. For example, the Sixth Building was in the Chemistry sector, and there all issues of Chemistry were dealt with ... From experiments and the creation of new medicines and pills. The classrooms served as a way to divide students. Usually the novices stayed in the rooms from "D" to "F", and the veterans were in rooms "A" to "C". However, in these buildings there were also private rooms, which were basically rooms that students could only access with the consent of the high school. In these rooms were probably kept important equipment and books of each sector. Peter was already in the area of Chemistry. Following the route the bracelet gave him, he easily managed to reach the sixth building. Peter walked through the door and into the building. Other than what he thought, there was not the smell of chemicals and neither the sound of bubbling chemical solutions or the sound of explosions caused by accidents. The first room he came in was a kind of reception room. On the sides of the room were some smooth wooden benches, and a woman behind the counter was talking to another student. There were four students there, two men and two women. Everyone was in uniform, yesterday had been an exception because there was no class in the day, but currently all students should remain in uniform on their school days. The uniform consisted of boys, black pants, leather boots, and a white social t-shirt with a crescent moon symbol on the chest, there was not much difference from the men''s uniform to the women''s uniform ... the only difference was that the men wore pants and women wore women''s skirts ... But of course women could wear pants, and men, if they wished, could wear skirts. Kukukuku Peter walked to the counter. The receptionist, upon seeing him, smiled and asked: "What class?" "Chemistry, first year of high school." "Your student record, please," she said, raising her hand. Peter took a white card from his pocket and handed it to her. The receptionist placed the card in his field of vision, at the same time Peter could see lines of energy floating in the woman''s eyes. After a while she just handed him the plug again and said, "Room F-4" "Thank you." Peter really thanked him for that. ... Inside that metal bucket that rose higher and higher, Peter looked like a sardine. He could never get used to the feeling of being in an elevator, probably because of the feeling of powerlessness he felt ... if someone attacked him there, he could not escape, thinking that made him extremely tense. Some time passed and the doors opened, Peter walked down that vast corridor and after finding a door under a sign with the "F-4" inscriptions etched on it, he turned the knob and went inside. The teacher was not present yet, probably the room was soundproof because the moment the door opened the sound of the conversation and bustle filled the hall. There was no face there. Marcus, who was always with Peter, studied in the F-1 room, so they would not be together anytime soon. Just as Peter looked at everyone, they all looked at Peter, but they lost interest in a short time and ignored him again. After finding an empty chair Peter put his books under the table and looked around. There were several students there, but the most prominent were a blond-haired, blue-eyed girl sitting in the center of a group of snobbish people, a small boy with glasses and with short hair pulled back. This boy stood out mainly for being alone, They all had their group of friends, but he did not. There were many other students, like a blue-haired Lolita who seemed to be more of someone''s younger sister than a student there, a muscular, white-haired young man and a fair-haired blond-haired young man with a refined posture and snobby air. Peter stopped paying attention to them, if he faced these people a lot it would seem like he was lonely or desperate for friends. The teacher had not yet arrived so Peter decided to distribute his attribute points in his statistics while he did not show up. Then the status screen appeared in front of you. [STATUS] [Name]: Peter Smith [Age]: 17 years old [Professions]: -------------------------------------------------- ------------ [Level 1]: 0/10 Exp [AP]: 10 [SC]: 20 -------------------------------------------------- ------------ [Strength]: 16 [Speed]: 19 [Agility]: 15 [Resistance]: 12 [Intelligence]: 95 -------------------------------------------------- ------------- [Skills]: -------------------------------------------------- -------------- Peter thought for a while and then decided: [Strength]: +3 [Agility]: +2 [Resistance]: +4 [Speed]: +1 Peter''s priority at the moment was to hone his stamina, yet he did allocate a few points in strength and agility not to be weak compared to his peers. "Hello students..." No pupil had noticed, but somehow the teacher had entered the room. He was a long-haired man in a suit and black pants. His sharp eyes scanned the room and his imposing layout could be felt miles away. "Very well, my name Jordan, John Jordan. Today begins the school year at the Academy. " He wiped the room with his eyes and continued: "Do not think I''m going to be easy, you''re not here to play. Chemistry is not just made up of calculations and some theories that you learn fundamentally. Chemistry can often save you in a battle ... of having the ingredients for a potion if you do not know its properties, your lack of knowledge can lead to death. " After saying these words, Jordan waved his hands and a thick book appeared above the table. As if aware, the book suddenly opened and stopped on a specific page ... "Well, let''s start with one of the simplest subjects ... Tricere is one of the lowest grade medicinal plants ... it is made up of Essential Oils, Carbohydrates, monoids, Utraces, among others ... let''s skip the part annoying hour and start with the interesting part of the thing. " At that moment Jordan waved his hand and a few small plants appeared above the table. It was a small plant, it had three green leaves with a rough texture and its roots had a reddish-pink color. "Your application methods are simple ... in case of minor injuries, the person should just press the plant under the injury for only 30 seconds ... the person can be cured with just one plant, depending on the injuries." He looked at the students and smiled. "You must have understood my intentions, make a small cut in your hands and try to cure it with the plant." "But do we have to cut ourselves?" One of the students asked in fear. "Yes ... do not tell me that you came to an academy of heroes, but you can not stand the pain of a simple cut."Jordan said before bringing the whole class laughing at the boy who asked. Everyone picked up a penknife above the table that emerged there nobody knows when and they made a small cut on their fingers. Then they picked up the plant and pressed against the wound. Literally 30 seconds later. All the injuries had already been healed ... but there was something strange ... Jordan and the other students noticed that 3 students did not participate in the exercise. These were the girl and the blond-haired boy and Peter. Jordan frowned and said, "Why did not you follow the exercise? Are you making fun of me? " They did not respond ... "Hahaha ... very well ... a point for all three. Jesse, please explain to the others ... " The blond-haired girl stood up and swept her gaze into the classroom, her expression making it look like she felt superior to anything in the world. "Triceres, as the professor said, is a medicinal plant ... but it is also composed of Ultraces, a substance that, when it comes into direct contact with the body, reproduces the same effects of laxatives. The truth is only if it is recommended to use 30% of the properties of Triceres ... because 70% is made up of Ultrace, I do not even need to say the consequences of pressing them directly against the skin ... " All the students felt a bubble in their belly, they wanted to go out and run to the bathroom but they could not. A mysterious force seized them and made them sit there. "Before I leave, I have something to say ... you better not trust people too much, and I intend to do a lot more jokes like this, in this case ... You''d better study, children ..." 3 The Supreme Game System Peter ran down the hallway. A sharp look was taking hold of his face as he desperately searched for a button to trigger the fire alarm. Runner A, Runner B, Runner C ... WHERE WAS THAT DAMN BUTTON ?! Running for another few minutes he finally found it. Beside the door leading to the bathroom was that red button. He ran toward the button as if his life depended on that, Peter removed the safety glass and without wasting time pressed the button. *Alarm The doors began to open and the students left their classrooms with a confused look on their faces. It was not very common to have this alarm triggered,after all there were 4 people with water power working at that school, any threat of fire would be neutralized within minutes. "What? Where''s the fire? " "Was it someone who wanted to make funny?" "If it was I do not know, but it came in good time, this class was hell." Whispers scattered everywhere, Peter stepped forward and started running toward the exit, however ... His arm suddenly caught, the one who grabbed him had tremendous strength, it was as if Peter''s arm was paralyzed, he could not move it even an inch. "So it was you, was not it, Peter?" "Teacher?" "You make yourself clever, but I knew you were the type to make fun, I hope you know what the punishment is for those who hit the fire alarm for no reason." "The school was invaded !! Is that a good enough reason ?! " "Hahaha, who''s going to want to break into a C-class school like this? I am the only one who saves the reputation of this school, if it were for me all you junk would be expelled immediately. " "YOU FOOL!!!!!" At that moment a mass of dark energy began to swallow all the school grounds, all the buildings, corridors and blocks were being consumed at an alarming rate, Peter tried to escape, but the teacher still held his arm and prevented him from leaving. The two were hit hard by the mass of energy. Peter flew a few feet and crashed into the wall spitting some blood, but his teacher was thrown against a window that broke the moment he collided with his body. The teacher was thrown out of the building and his screams echoed throughout the campus followed by the sound of his body falling to the floor. Peter was not happy about that after all they were on the 5th floor and his teacher did not know how to fly. He just shook his head, his teacher at most would have a few broken bones, his main priority now was to find Marcus. No one else acted unconcernedly, everyone rushed toward the exits as fast as they could, some carrying the bodies of their unconscious friends, but most just ignored the fallen people. Peter was one of them, but he was not running away but getting to the root of the problem. Down the stairs it was not long before he got to the gate, even before he got there he could hear the screams of desperation from the people running. As he passed the door his eyes widened and he opened his mouth in disbelief. Countless black dragons circled the school skies and spat black energy balls everywhere, anything that came into contact with those energy balls was instantly transformed into ashes. Its huge wings beat causing gusts of wind that would be able to knock down even houses. It was possible to see even some of the most fragile buildings collapsing as if it were nothing, Peter stared into the chaos that settled in, he frowned and began to race against the tide of students running toward the gates. He ignored her fatigue, the wounds he gained no longer ached, the adrenaline rushing through his body as his speed increased. It was not long before he reached the front porch of the main building. Kicking the door he looked around and up the stairs, his thoughts clear, his veins pulsating and sweat trickled from his forehead. When he reached the second floor, he quickly opened the door and came upon a man, a tall man with long red hair, a huge scar on his cheek, and his sharp eyes scowling at the figure he held ... it was Marcus . The man paid attention to the boy in his hands, so it took time to react when a fist appeared in his field of vision and struck his face. BANG The man let Marcus fall to the ground and took a few steps back. Peter wasted no time, he rushed toward the now stunned man and knocked a knee to his face. BANG The man was struck and it was even possible to see a few drops of blood falling to the ground. "I got it? I got it..." Peter was about to celebrate, but the man suddenly grabbed his left foot and with a twist of his hand he shook Peter''s body and hit him against the wall. "Damn ... you really scared me kid. If you had used a skill I would probably have fainted on the first hit. " Even though Peter could not hear him, the man continued to speak. "But anyway ... if even without a natural ability you''re so strong, how strong would it be if you used it?" He looked at Peter for a few seconds. "... wait a little, did not you use it because it''s a useless skill? Hahaha now everything makes sense ...! Seriously what a waste. " The man stepped toward the hitherto unconscious Peter and with a wave of his hand a white stone appeared in his hand. "This is a Power Stone, there are not many of them in the world ... I would not have used it on another occasion, but you seem to be a promising youngster. " The man looked at the stone in his hand again and immediately after looking at Peter, with a strange smile he pressed the stone against Peter''s chest. "Grow up kid ... and come try to stop me." The stone swayed for a few seconds and soon after began to be absorbed by Peter''s body. The space began to twist again, the woman suddenly appeared next to the man and watched him in silence. The man smiled, looked at the woman and moments later disappeared into the air turning into black particles. [A power source has been detected. Do you want to start absorption?] [Host is currently unconscious. Starting absorption.] [1% ... 9% ... 25% ... 50% ... 89% ... 100% ...] [The Supreme Game System started.] 8 Youd better study, children. Following day... Peter walked in the middle of the campus, his destination was the F-4 room of the Sixth Building. Each school building was in a different sector in itself. For example, the Sixth Building was in the Chemistry sector, and there all issues of Chemistry were dealt with ... From experiments and the creation of new medicines and pills. The classrooms served as a way to divide students. Usually the novices stayed in the rooms from "D" to "F", and the veterans were in rooms "A" to "C". However, in these buildings there were also private rooms, which were basically rooms that students could only access with the consent of the high school. In these rooms were probably kept important equipment and books of each sector. Peter was already in the area of Chemistry. Following the route the bracelet gave him, he easily managed to reach the sixth building. Peter walked through the door and into the building. Other than what he thought, there was not the smell of chemicals and neither the sound of bubbling chemical solutions or the sound of explosions caused by accidents. The first room he came in was a kind of reception room. On the sides of the room were some smooth wooden benches, and a woman behind the counter was talking to another student. There were four students there, two men and two women. Everyone was in uniform, yesterday had been an exception because there was no class in the day, but currently all students should remain in uniform on their school days. The uniform consisted of boys, black pants, leather boots, and a white social t-shirt with a crescent moon symbol on the chest, there was not much difference from the men''s uniform to the women''s uniform ... the only difference was that the men wore pants and women wore women''s skirts ... But of course women could wear pants, and men, if they wished, could wear skirts. Kukukuku Peter walked to the counter. The receptionist, upon seeing him, smiled and asked: "What class?" "Chemistry, first year of high school." "Your student record, please," she said, raising her hand. Peter took a white card from his pocket and handed it to her. The receptionist placed the card in his field of vision, at the same time Peter could see lines of energy floating in the woman''s eyes. After a while she just handed him the plug again and said, "Room F-4" "Thank you." Peter really thanked him for that. ... Inside that metal bucket that rose higher and higher, Peter looked like a sardine. He could never get used to the feeling of being in an elevator, probably because of the feeling of powerlessness he felt ... if someone attacked him there, he could not escape, thinking that made him extremely tense. Some time passed and the doors opened, Peter walked down that vast corridor and after finding a door under a sign with the "F-4" inscriptions etched on it, he turned the knob and went inside. The teacher was not present yet, probably the room was soundproof because the moment the door opened the sound of the conversation and bustle filled the hall. There was no face there. Marcus, who was always with Peter, studied in the F-1 room, so they would not be together anytime soon. Just as Peter looked at everyone, they all looked at Peter, but they lost interest in a short time and ignored him again. After finding an empty chair Peter put his books under the table and looked around. There were several students there, but the most prominent were a blond-haired, blue-eyed girl sitting in the center of a group of snobbish people, a small boy with glasses and with short hair pulled back. This boy stood out mainly for being alone, They all had their group of friends, but he did not. There were many other students, like a blue-haired Lolita who seemed to be more of someone''s younger sister than a student there, a muscular, white-haired young man and a fair-haired blond-haired young man with a refined posture and snobby air. Peter stopped paying attention to them, if he faced these people a lot it would seem like he was lonely or desperate for friends. The teacher had not yet arrived so Peter decided to distribute his attribute points in his statistics while he did not show up. Then the status screen appeared in front of you. [STATUS] [Name]: Peter Smith [Age]: 17 years old [Professions]: -------------------------------------------------- ------------ [Level 1]: 0/10 Exp [AP]: 10 [SC]: 20 -------------------------------------------------- ------------ [Strength]: 16 [Speed]: 19 [Agility]: 15 [Resistance]: 12 [Intelligence]: 95 -------------------------------------------------- ------------- [Skills]: -------------------------------------------------- -------------- Peter thought for a while and then decided: [Strength]: +3 [Agility]: +2 [Resistance]: +4 [Speed]: +1 Peter''s priority at the moment was to hone his stamina, yet he did allocate a few points in strength and agility not to be weak compared to his peers. "Hello students..." No pupil had noticed, but somehow the teacher had entered the room. He was a long-haired man in a suit and black pants. His sharp eyes scanned the room and his imposing layout could be felt miles away. "Very well, my name Jordan, John Jordan. Today begins the school year at the Academy. " He wiped the room with his eyes and continued: "Do not think I''m going to be easy, you''re not here to play. Chemistry is not just made up of calculations and some theories that you learn fundamentally. Chemistry can often save you in a battle ... of having the ingredients for a potion if you do not know its properties, your lack of knowledge can lead to death. " After saying these words, Jordan waved his hands and a thick book appeared above the table. As if aware, the book suddenly opened and stopped on a specific page ... "Well, let''s start with one of the simplest subjects ... Tricere is one of the lowest grade medicinal plants ... it is made up of Essential Oils, Carbohydrates, monoids, Utraces, among others ... let''s skip the part annoying hour and start with the interesting part of the thing. " At that moment Jordan waved his hand and a few small plants appeared above the table. It was a small plant, it had three green leaves with a rough texture and its roots had a reddish-pink color. "Your application methods are simple ... in case of minor injuries, the person should just press the plant under the injury for only 30 seconds ... the person can be cured with just one plant, depending on the injuries." He looked at the students and smiled. "You must have understood my intentions, make a small cut in your hands and try to cure it with the plant." "But do we have to cut ourselves?" One of the students asked in fear. "Yes ... do not tell me that you came to an academy of heroes, but you can not stand the pain of a simple cut."Jordan said before bringing the whole class laughing at the boy who asked. Everyone picked up a penknife above the table that emerged there nobody knows when and they made a small cut on their fingers. Then they picked up the plant and pressed against the wound. Literally 30 seconds later. All the injuries had already been healed ... but there was something strange ... Jordan and the other students noticed that 3 students did not participate in the exercise. These were the girl and the blond-haired boy and Peter. Jordan frowned and said, "Why did not you follow the exercise? Are you making fun of me? " They did not respond ... "Hahaha ... very well ... a point for all three. Jesse, please explain to the others ... " The blond-haired girl stood up and swept her gaze into the classroom, her expression making it look like she felt superior to anything in the world. "Triceres, as the professor said, is a medicinal plant ... but it is also composed of Ultraces, a substance that, when it comes into direct contact with the body, reproduces the same effects of laxatives. The truth is only if it is recommended to use 30% of the properties of Triceres ... because 70% is made up of Ultrace, I do not even need to say the consequences of pressing them directly against the skin ... " All the students felt a bubble in their belly, they wanted to go out and run to the bathroom but they could not. A mysterious force seized them and made them sit there. "Before I leave, I have something to say ... you better not trust people too much, and I intend to do a lot more jokes like this, in this case ... You''d better study, children ..."