Real Players Classification

Chapter 19: Real Players Classification

'This guy is a real deal, isn't he?' Max whispered as he stared at the man coming out from the hidden spot.

He looked like a European with white skin and black hair. His eyes were blue, and his body was pretty well-developed, with authentic mana coursing through his veins. His clothes also stood out, for he wore high-quality equipment.

He looked like an adventurer straight from the fantasy world with leather armor tightly wrapped around his muscles. He had metal plates around his vital points, and his sword silently hung on his hip.

'If he has real strength, he can quickly get equipment for himself in this world's setting… Of course, there's no point for him to play this game unless there's a reward for getting a high level.

But that would contradict the game's goal… No, I can't be so sure about it… If I am correct, though, there seems to be ongoing competition between the descendants. This guy might be here because of it,' Max whispered.

The more he thought about this guy's presence here, the closer he got to the truth. For now, he decided to stop thinking about his theories and wait for the man's next move.

And while Max had a rough idea of what had been happening in the fake world, Albert was utterly clueless about Max's existence, let alone the twins.

He didn't know about dragons and how much three families had spent on them. He also didn't think of a possibility of a rogue player living in their world. With how much influence the three families had, it was no wonder that Albert was confident in their power to control the whole world.

If it weren't for Mateo's high level and skills, Max wouldn't live such an excellent life until now.

And if it weren't for that old man, Max surely would have many problems controlling his mana. He probably wouldn't be able to create skills as easily, which would've left him at the mercy of three families' fake techniques.

Fortunately, that was not the case.

"I'm Albert Omu from the Muller Household. May I know your names?" Albert asked courtesy, for he believed these guys would be able to trash the ground with him.

It would be a big relief if they came from the Muller Household, as that would mean they were under the same banner.

And as he thought about it, Albert suddenly had an idea that these guys were here to check on his mission. He completely ignored that Max and the twins had caused too much noise and damage to the forest.

He smiled, hoping that his theory was true.

But if Max and the twins turned out to be from different families, Albert would surely fail his mission. No excuse would help him, for Lucas was serious about the fake world and its potential.

[Albert Omu Lv. 1 HP: 5000/5000 MP: 2750/2750]

[Earth's Player Rank: D]

Even though he was level one, his real-world strength quickly heightened his stats. And as Max stared into the man's stats, his real system flashed with additional information, telling him about Albert's real player's rank.

In the real world, players had a simpler classification system. It started with the weakest rank, F, and ended at S, the strongest.

The three families had many S-ranked players, but it was said that the three heads topped everyone in this area, despite sharing the same classification. It wouldn't be weird if three families decided to create a new rank for themselves.

'He's not weak at all…' Max uttered inwardly while thinking of his following words. He was momentarily surprised that Alice hadn't said anything yet. But as the situation was under their control, and her elder sister didn't utter a word, Alice gladly shifted responsibility to her new friend.

But if things turned south, she would be the first to scream and boast about her origin and strength.

For now, Max decided to play it efficiently, "Do you think you are qualified to hear our names?"

Albert's body tensed, his back becoming wetter as he perspired more. He thought he was already polite, yet he failed to understand his position.

He rubbed his hands nervously, stuttering, "T-That's not it, high players!"

Max lifted his hand, stopping the man from talking further, "This challenge is too harsh on newbies, so we've decided to give them a hand. We will overlook this challenge in your place while you return to where you've come from."

And then, Max extended his hand for a handshake.

Not finding anything suspicious, Albert approached Max, giving him a five. He felt a firm grasp on his hand, yet something seemed off. But as he didn't dare to give it much thought, he kept smiling like an idiot.

Max whispered, "Muller Franc sent us here. You don't have to worry about anything."

"That's relieving!" Albert exclaimed, his expression taking 180 turn.

He then excused himself, bowing to the high player and his girls. After he made such a courteous move, Albert disappeared from the scene. He didn't log out but went down the mountain to some hidden spot.

Max waited for him to altogether leave the mountain before making his next move. He naturally approached the self-proclaimed monkey king.

He smiled at him, "Let's have a fight, the monkey king."

The self-proclaimed monster didn't feel good about this challenge. He would've bumped his chest like a gorilla in any other scenario. Unfortunately, his life changed significantly after the real players appeared on the scene.

Max kept smiling, not revealing anything.

Alice and Zamira couldn't see his face, for he wore the same mask. But unlike the elder sister, Alice no longer could keep her lips shut.

She parted her rosy lips, saying, "Why did you just let him go? We could've snatched his real mana for ourselves, couldn't we? We have leveled up in this fake world and are much stronger than him!"

Max glanced at her, "I will explain soon. Let me get experience by fighting this monkey."

"Uh, what kind of experience can this weak monster even give you?" Alice rolled her eyes, adding a few more words that shamed the monster, "You will get much more by fighting us, not these weak guys."

Max agreed, "You are right."

"Of course I am," Alice proudly puffed her chest.

Max added, "I will spar with you for a phone in the real world."

And with those words, Alice understood that she had said too much.