Going down the stairs, we soon found ourselves beneath the arena grounds. Inside of a large spacious room that looked to be the size of a football stadium.
Glancing around, I couldn't help but be amazed by what I saw.
The whole room was filled with capsules. Endless amounts of capsules. If I had to estimate, I'd say at least over a couple hundred of them.
…just imagining the costs made shudder.
Observing the capsules from the distance, I took special notice of how the capsules were arranged.
The capsules were grouped together in groups of six as they each faced outwards and were positioned in a way that they ford a circle. Behind them, large monitors with numbers displayed on the screen could be seen.
Next to the capsules, people clad in white uniforms holding onto so tablets and doing regular check-ups on the capsules were a common sight.
Staring at the scene before , I couldn't help but be amazed by the sheer scale of the operation.
Nova Academy truly spared no expense when it ca to training its students. This wasn't just so simple exercise—it was a full-fledged simulation, complete with cutting-edge technology and dedicated staff monitoring every detail.
As I took in the sight, a familiar voice snapped out of my thoughts.
"Alright, listen up!" Instructor Jean's voice bood, his energy noticeably different from earlier. "Each of you will be assigned to a specific capsule. Check the monitors for your assigned number and head there imdiately."
At his words, the crowd stirred as students started looking around. I followed suit, my eyes scanning the screens above. After a few seconds, I spotted my na along with five others.
"Team 7, huh?" I muttered under my breath.
As I made my way toward my designated capsule, I noticed a few familiar faces of main character.
...But they were quite away from us.
Not that it's matters anyways.
As soon as we reached our destination, instructor Jean's voice sounded onec again, this ti with more authority then before.
"Now, I want your all attantion here for mont."
Saying that instructor Jean raised his hand and said,
"First things first, everyone that participates in the ga will have their strength suppressed to G rank by default…"
Pausing and noticing that a commotion was about to erupt, raising his hand and speaking louder, instructor Sean continued speaking.
"Before you say anything, this was a decision that the academy has made in the last intra-academy tournant, and there is a specific reason as to why we chose to do it that way."
"In short, it's so that we can see the student's actual skills instead of just watching them dominating the opponents through ranks. This is so that we can provide a fair…"
As I listening to instructor Jean speak, a frown involuntarily appeared on my face.
…this completely changed the playing field.
Right now, the chances of us winning diminished by a lot. Although Aric and Evelyn were skilled, if the opponents played their cards well, we could very well lose this ga if we were not careful enough.
Still, I believe it was still safe to continue with the plan that I had previously proposed as it didn't particularly focus on brute-forcing our way towards the opponent. Moreover, with everyone's rank suppressed to G, the key to victory wouldn't be individual strength but teamwork, strategy, and adaptability.
I glanced at my teammates. Aric and Evelyn were the strongest among us, but that wouldn't matter as much now. The others had varying levels of skill, but none stood out as particularly exceptional. That ant we'd have to rely on coordination and tactics to win.
As instructor Jean finished explaining the rules, he clapped his hands. "Alright, now that everyone understands, get into your capsules. The match will begin shortly."
Without hesitation, I stepped toward my assigned capsule and placed my hand on the biotric scanner, Just like rest of my teammates also follow my actions on their capsule.
A soft beep confird my identity, and the capsule door slid open with a hiss. I climbed inside and settled into the seat, feeling the smooth padding conform to my body.
The mont the capsule closed, a holographic interface lit up before my eyes.
[Processing student information…]
[Retina scan…check]
[Fingerprint scan…check]
[Genetic data test…check]
[Loading ti…50%…80%…94%…]
[User information loaded]
[Rank 3, Lucas Darkhart, confirm access Y/N]
As I regained consciousness, opening my eyes the first thing I saw were rows upon rows of blue texts.
Thereafter, taking a minute to adjust my mind to the sudden changes, I looked through the information and pressed Y. As I had already experienced this once, I wasn't too fazed by the process. The mont I confird access, the world around blurred, and I felt the familiar sensation of being pulled into the virtual space.
A few seconds later, my vision stabilized, and I found myself standing in the middle of a city.
A broken city, to be exact.
Rubbles and broken glass appeared all over the streets and moss and vines covered so of the buildings in the distance.
This looked just like a post-apocalyptic ghost city. Completely deserted and worn down. Almost like it had been abandoned for decades. The air was thick with dust, and a cold breeze swept through the ruined streets, carrying the faint echoes of a past long forgotten. Cracks ran deep along the pavent, and the buildings, once towering symbols of civilization, now stood as hollow, crumbling husks.
I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
This was the battlefield for our match—a desolate, decayed cityscape that would serve as the perfect setting for a code breaker competition.
As I turned around to survey the area, the rest of my team materialized beside . One by one, they appeared, their figures shimring briefly before solidifying completely.
Aric was the first to step forward, his sharp gaze sweeping across the ruins. "A cityscape, huh? This changes things," he muttered.
Evelyn crossed her arms and scanned the surroundings. "The lack of open space ans ambush tactics will be more effective. We'll need to be careful."
The rest of the team—Hora, Volt, and Zack—shifted uncomfortably. Their expressions ranged from nervous to mildly interested, but none of them looked particularly confident.
"Now let's code breaker began!"
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