Chapter 10:The Tour around the grand academy

Chapter 10: The Tour around the grand academy .

As they strolled around the grand academy, Ben was like a ball of energy, showing them all the incredible spots. His excitement was contagious! It was as if nothing could bring him down, and his confidence made everyone feel at ease in their new surroundings.

"Take this opportunity to get to know each other , these people you're with now will be your classmates."Ben encouraged.

With Ben's words echoing in their ears, the atmosphere instantly transformed. Conversations sparked to life as students began to connect with one another, eager to forge new friendships. Laughter and chatter filled the air as they explored the school, each step bringing them closer together.

However, amidst the buzz of excitement, Tristan couldn't help but notice something amiss. It seemed that the mid-level students were drawn towards the higher-level ones, seeking their attention and approval. Meanwhile, the lower-level students seemed overlooked and ignored.

Tristan and Mike were the only Level 1 students in the group. Unbeknownst to them, they were gradually pushed to the back. Mike seemed affected by it, his head hanging low. Tristan had anticipated this, knowing the dynamics of this society they are in. But just as he was starting to feel a bit isolated, a familiar voice called out his name.

"Finally, there you are!" Dennis exclaimed, his voice full of excitement. "Buddy, people started swarming around me, and when I looked to my right, you were gone. I'm glad I found you. Let's stick together and explore this place, buddy!"

Dennis was undoubtedly an eccentric character, but that's what made him special. There was something about him that drew Tristan in. Dennis then noticed Mike was on his own as well.

"Yeah, Mike right?, come on! Don't be a downer," Dennis exclaimed, urging Mike to join them. Mike looked up, pointing a finger at himself, as if to confirm that Dennis was indeed talking to him.

"Yes you. Who else do you think I'm talking to?" Dennis chuckled, his infectious energy lifting the mood.

As the three of them continued to hang out at the back of the class, the teacher continued led them on the tour of the grand Academy. They explored various areas, from the battle arena , where they had similar testing equipment to the ones on the field of the wasteland and several square fighting platforms too. They were also shown their homeroom classes, battle classes, sports arena, and more. Ben would explain a little bit about each area of the grand Academy they visited, but Tristan found himself uninterested in most of it, until they finally reached the library.

"The library here is split into four floors, as you can see," Ben explained, his voice filled with excitement. "Each floor is designated for a specific year level. The first floor is accessible to the first-year students, the second floor to the second-year students, the third floor to the third-year students, and finally, the fourth floor is reserved exclusively for military personnel."

Tristan was interested in the library because It held books that weren't available to the public. Tristan just hope he might find some information about his ability and the system in the library. Tristan crossed his fingers, hoping that the information he sought would be on the first floor.

The tour of the grand academy was drawing to a close, and Ben, their guide for the tour, paused outside the school's dormitories.

"And this is where you will be staying during your time here," Ben said, gesturing towards the dorms. "Once you've settled in,feel free to explore the academy on your own. Today, there are no lessons, allowing you to immerse yourself in the academy's wonders. Welcome to your new home! "

One by one, the students received slips of paper bearing their assigned room numbers. Tristan's gaze met Dennis', his buddy who approached him with excitement. "Hey, Tristan, what room number did you get?" Dennis inquired eagerly.

Tristan hesitated for a moment before replying, "it's err, err 23."

"No way! You're kidding, right?" Dennis exclaimed, his eyes widening. "I received the same number! Perhaps it's more than mere coincidence; perhaps it's fate intertwining our paths," he suggested, his voice filled with anticipation.

Tristan replied, "still a bit skeptical but open to the possibility."

A few corridors away, two other students engaged in a hushed conversation. One of them, his face marked with visible distress, caught the attention of his companion. "Woah, what happened to you?" the concerned student asked, his eyes scanning his friend's bruised appearance.

Shrugging slightly, the injured student replied, "I don't know, man. Out of nowhere, this guy blindsided me and switched my room number with his."

His friend's eyes widened in disbelief. "Should we try to retrieve your original number?" he suggested, his voice laced with determination.

Shaking his head, the injured student sighed. "Nah, let it be. Judging by his wristwatch, he's a level 5 ability user . It's best not to meddle with someone of that caliber," he reasoned, his tone tinged with caution.

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