652 Kill

"Welcome to Starlink training center, how can I help -oh its you." Julia immediately let out a sigh of relief, accepting the key card from him and inputting a few words into her system.

"Did you manage to make your findings?" Trying to get rid of the awkward silence, Julia tried to make small talks. 

David softly shook his head. "I wasn't able to. But I will continue coming here for the next few days."

Julia froze and she frowned slightly. Was this guy trying to kill himself and make the Training Center pay for it? Because which Metoer rank person especially a kid would dare to near a 3,000 rads of radiation without the fear of death. 

"Thank you and have a great day." David nodded as he took back his stuffs. Before leaving, he saw an handsome middle-aged man looking at him with a confused expression. 

'Uhn? Flame blade; Syxton? Matulfs would literally go crazy for his signature. What is he doing here anyways.'