They then took Bruce to a building opposite where they hosted the party. It was a modern mausoleum where rich people were usually buried.
One of them managed to trick the security guard, and the other students continued bringing Bruce into the building. In a high state, they put Bruce into one of the empty lockers where the organisers would usually keep corpses before the funeral process. After that, they all left Bruce alone without feeling guilty.
Running out of energy, Bruce eventually passed out inside the locker. But strangely, something seemed to glow in Bruce's body. An hour later, he managed to wake up.
System: "The user's body condition is detected to be weak. Immediately exit to get an energy boost."
Bruce, who felt claustrophobic, immediately shouted for help. Luckily, a security guard patrolled the building, so he heard Bruce scream.
Despite feeling anxious and scared, the security man ventured to open the locker, where he kept hearing the screams for help. And what was the man's surprise when he found Bruce, a living person, locked in the corpse locker?
When Bruce got out of there, his head still felt dizzy; the light was also blinding his vision. The confused Security tried to ask Bruce, but because he was still under the influence of the drug, Bruce had difficulty responding to the conversation.
Everything was still raging in Bruce's mind. The party atmosphere, Valerie's affair, to the strange revenge and attitude of the basketball club kid who locked him in the corpse locker.
"Are you all right, lad?"
"Yeah, I'm good, sir."
Security could only give Bruce a drink to sober him up even more. The man was still trying to communicate, but a dazed Bruce decided to leave. The man kept calling him, but Bruce ignored him. He left after saying thank you.
Feeling something was wrong; the security guard immediately returned to his post. Although in a state of indecision and doubt, the man called the emergency assistance centre.
The thought of Valerie came back to Bruce's mind. He didn't expect the girl he loved to behave like that. Bruce may not have anything to be proud of, but he never asked for more from Valerie and always provided her with love and support.
With hobbled steps, Bruce continued to walk around Carthage in a bad mood. The conditions that night made Bruce seem to curse his life.
He stood by the bridge in a raging mood—cars passed by in the rain that had begun to fall. The droplets of water that soaked him slowly also woke Bruce up. The reality was too cruel for him to feel.
System: "Mission successful, energy boost acquired."
Bruce suddenly turned his head right and left, looking for the source of the voice. But he didn't see anything unusual.
System: "Do you want to use the boost energy?"
Still confused, Bruce could only mutter a short, "Y-yes!"
Instantly, a brief flash of light flowed inside him. Bruce slowly began to feel okay. He felt the electric shock again.
But as if his condition wasn't bad enough, fate seemed to send another danger to Bruce. Unexpectedly, there suddenly came a group of men dressed all in black.
"Oh shit!"
Bruce slowly rushed away. He walked as if he didn't see the people who kept following him. The longer Bruce walked, the faster his steps became until they forced him to run.
Not wanting to be outdone, they also ran after Bruce. He took a random route hoping to outwit the group chasing him. But fate seemed to be against Bruce's way of life, and he was stuck in a narrow alley.
When Bruce tried to get out of there, people dressed in black started coming closer and surrounded him.
"Whoever you are, please help me," muttered a worried Bruce.
System: "All right, the system detects the enemy. Selects the battlefield style. Performing synchronisation process. Battle mode activated."
Bruce was then startled when he heard the notification sound. He felt like someone was talking inside his head, and it wasn't him. He felt like he was hallucinating, but it didn't seem right.
System: "Life-saving mission. Users are required to fight."
Instantly Bruce's viewing style began to change. He could see the surrounding area more clearly. Bruce seemed to have game-like analytical power.
As they approached, Bruce immediately hit the man's left temple in the black hood with his right hand. Because of the severity of Bruce's blow, the man almost lost consciousness. His eyes were cross-eyed with dizziness as if many stars were scattered around his head.
"Bastard," shouted the other man, who then attacked Bruce with his punch.
With his system's analytical power, Bruce could dodge it easily. He moved skilfully, then beat the other four men to a pulp. Their fight was quite fierce.
Unfortunately, Bruce, who had not yet mastered his skills, was caught off guard. He didn't realise that someone got up quickly and attacked him.
SLIT!
A knife hit Bruce's vital organ. Instantly, fresh blood started flowing from Bruce's body. During that condition, Bruce reflexively kicked the man's face. Then with a limping step, Bruce went out to the big road.
"Ah, I'm so unlucky," Bruce said as he held the stab wound to keep the blood from coming out.
But Bruce missed another person among them who deliberately did not join the fight. The man, annoyed to see his friend battered by Bruce, quickly plunged a dagger from Bruce's back. The system had tried to tell Bruce to dodge immediately, but he was too late.
SLIT! SLIT! SLIT!
Three more dagger thrusts pierced Bruce's body. He immediately fell to the ground, covered in blood on the big street. They all quickly fled the place.
"All these years have passed, and they still won't let me go?" he muttered.
System: "Emergency condition detected. The user's consciousness continues to decline. System error, some features may not function properly."
"User warning, heart rate is getting weaker, oxygen power is decreasing. System error, some features may not work properly."
Bruce, who was covered in blood, just lay there. He only heard an unfamiliar voice that kept echoing in his head.
"Shit, is this the end of my life?" Bruce said as his body began to lose consciousness.
"I'm sorry, mum. I wish I could start all over again. In another life, maybe we would have been a happy family," Bruce thought as his eyes slowly closed.
System: "Emergency mode activated! Processing the last command. The system will perform programme reset in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
"Initiating the reset process!"
As a result of the attack, he lost consciousness to the point where he didn't know which kind of person had taken him to the hospital. The last thing he remembered was that there were police sirens on patrol. But Bruce was too weak to know what happened. Remembering everything that happened last night made Bruce's anger flare up. Aside from his failed love affair and ruined reputation, he was also intentionally harmed on the same night. Bruce recognised who they were during the attack, thanks to specific traits. He concluded that they were servants of the Waylen family. Bruce was born as part of the Waylen family from Jericho City, his mother was one of the Waylen's housemaids. There was an affair between Mr Waylen and Bruce's mother and their love cost a healthy lad named Bruce. Bruce became the bastard son of the Waylen family, a powerful and wealthy clan that ruled over the city. He had no status or respect in the family, as his mother was always sick because of the stress and h
Bruce is a student at the Officer Military School in Carthage. He only stayed in school because of his mother wanted him to have a decent degree. Bruce decided to fulfill his mother's only hope. Hence, after leaving the Waylen family, Bruce decided to go to another city named Carthage and start his life as an ordinary person. Bruce had hoped to start his day peacefully, but he was greeted by an unpleasant sight as he reached the school gate. There stood a couple who had betrayed him and broken his heart. The same couple he had seen at the party. The boy sneered at him and said, “Oh, look who’s late again. Do you think you can get into university with this attitude?” “Bruce, leave me alone. We’re over. Don’t you get it?” The girl said with a cold voice. She thought Bruce was still clinging to her. Bruce ignored them; he felt nothing but disgust for them. They were Mateo Kovacic and Valerie Brown. Valerie was Bruce’s former girlfriend. They used to be happy together, or so Bruce tho
Having said all that, Bruce walked in. Hearing his words, the security guards just looked at each other without stopping him. Classes had already started, so only a few people were walking around the school area. As he walked, Bruce flashed a satisfied smile. System: "You have completed your mission to teach Mateo Kovacic a lesson and received one Expertise Point." "Create a list of abilities that can be exchanged for one Expertise Point." SWOOSH! In an instant, a list of skills appeared before Bruce's eyes. The list consisted of Academics, Communication, and Gait. The details of the three skills were straightforward. Academic Expertise would make Bruce highly knowledgeable, his Gait would improve his walking, and Communication would enhance his speaking ability. "It seems like one Expertise Point can't give me much. Well, I'll choose Academics first. It will be helpful to help me in the university entrance exam later. Bruce considered his desire to go to university before choos
Bruce turned his head and looked at Martha, seeing his teacher's expression growing angry.Trying to contain her anger, Martha said, "You are fortunate to have mastered the concept of strategy according to General Nathan correctly. Now, try to explain the process of war strategy."Bruce started talking, "Determining national security objectives as the basis of the strategy process. Formulate a grand strategy, better known as a policy. Develop a military strategy. Devise an operations strategy. Formulate battlefield strategy, better known as tactics."A moment later, Bruce finished his explanation. But still, Martha refused to give up. "Types of strategies?"Bruce spoke, "Military strategy, operations strategy, and battlefield strategy.""Who are the theorists of war?""Carl von Clausewitz (1780 - 1831), Antoine-Henri, baron Jomini (1779 - 1869), Sun Tzu (544 - 496 BC), Alfred Thayer Mahan (1840 - 1914), Giulio Douhet (1869 - 1930)."Every time Martha asked a question, Bruce answered i
A female teacher stood beside them; she wore a black dress and black stockings, making her curves visible. All eyes of the opposite sex would always be on her. The female teacher wore black-rimmed glasses that almost covered half of her face and carried books in her hands. She pushed up her glasses and said, "Mrs Tilaar, is there a misunderstanding between you and Bruce? From what I see, it seems like Bruce is quite well-behaved." "Behaved well enough? Huh, Miss Christine, you are still too young to understand this. Some students may seem well-behaved in front of the teacher, but they will show their true colours outside. A good student is a student with good academic grades," Martha said. There was a glimmer of jealousy as Martha looked at the young teacher. Meanwhile, Bradford couldn't stop stealing glances at the young teacher. Her name was Zara Christine, and she was the Applied Mathematics teacher in the Defence Administration class. Although she was new to education, she had
But amidst the turmoil of their debate, gunshots were suddenly heard erupting in the air. The students immediately who listened to this screamed frantically. Instantly, Bruce could hear screams everywhere. Outside the room, Bruce, Zara, Martha and Bradford immediately stepped back to hide and protect themselves. The reflex movements of their bodies, especially Zara and Bradford, were terrific. They moved with the agility of soldiers on the battlefield. The teachers exchanged glances as if giving code signals and signals. On the other hand, Bruce was also practising what he had learnt. Although his reflexes were not as good as Zara's or Bradford's, he still put out all his energy. But for some reason, after that, Bruce seemed to daydream; he appeared to be stuck in a trance. The sound of gunfire and the screams of people made him remember his condition that night. Bruce felt weak, as if he was helpless. The condition where he was stabbed several times replayed in his head. Bruce sta
Bruce and his friends were shocked by this. While preparing an immature plan, they all immediately rushed out of the classroom. Panicked students screamed as they again heard gunshots with increasing clarity.Then they all ducked and took refuge in a small park close to the class."Don't panic, all of you. Form up immediately," shouted Bruce, who was trying to organise his friends.Donna, who was also there, was also trying to help Bruce's plan succeed. They both tried to calm their friends down. Then quickly, they all formed a formation."You follow my signal. If I tell you to move forward, then you walk immediately. If I give the code to stop, you immediately look for the nearest hiding place to cover your body from bullets," Bruce said firmly.Bruce realised that Donna didn't want to lose to him either, so he quickly gave the girl directions. Because controlling their panicked friends in large numbers is difficult. So, Bruce decided to assign Donna to help him. But he ensured she u
No sooner had the smoke faded than two black people approached Bruce and Zara. Both of them were shocked as they seemed to be surrounded. Bruce watched as Zara stood undaunted with a pointed gun in the air.Bruce was amazed at the attitude shown by the applied maths teacher. Even though she was no longer an active officer, Zara still seemed to have a perfect posture.But Bruce overcame his stupor when the two opponents raised their weapons. He realised that the situation could have been better. Bruce couldn't do much, as he didn't have any weapons, while Zara herself was also in the same besieged condition as him."Hey, man. Don't you have the heart to attack this school? We're all still students, your actions will surely cause a stir in the news soon, and the government will step in to crack down on you. So, how about you abandon the idea," Bruce said, trying to scare the two men dressed in black.Bruce tried to disrupt their focus and buy time to think of a way to fight them. Bruce