Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals Chapter 65: Party entry

Atlan was surprised to find out that the party was inside the Redium. He didn't even know how that was possible. However, he was looking at the black shimring liquid inside the portal in front of his very eyes. It was real. That was the sa portal that led to the Redium.

"I thought that the Redium is only open during missions?"

Pacman shook his head. "This is kind of like the Training Hall. That's in the Redium too, but it doesn't have any dangerous Canzers running amok. We can go in and out of there without a mission. That is what we call a Pocket Redium.

The Training Hall is a public Pocket Redium, which ans that anybody can access it if they want to.

However, there are also private Pocket Rediums. These places are rewarded by the Genesis God to a certain family or a person if they have proved themselves worthy of it. Usually, only heroes are given private Pocket Rediums, which in turn benefits their descendants and continues their good lineage.

People can practice their LifeSkills there safely. For us, we can only practice in the private Pocket Redium like the Training Hall. But those Saviors from elite families have their own Pocket Redium where they can practice in secret.

Usually, they have private tutors guiding them even while they are very young. This gives them an advantage during their Draft because they can kill more monsters in the simulation and get better class LifeSkills.

Ugh…it is quite unfair. If you're born into a good family, getting an A class LifeSkill is all but guaranteed.

Anyway, the party we're going to is arranged by one such lucky young master. He has opened up their private Pocket Redium where we can party to our heart's content."

How prestigious does a family have to be to have their own Pocket Redium?

Atlan was quite jealous. If he had his own Pocket Redium, then he could practice using his LifeSkills anyti without having to worry about other people finding out. He could also kill as many Pseudo Canzers as he could and farm experience points that way.

"Are you ready? Let's go!" Pacman held Atlan's shoulders and dragged him towards the portal.

But before they could step in, the two bodyguards with black suits prevented them from going in.

"I'm sorry. We can't just allow anyone to go to the party. Young master's orders."

Pacman frowned. "What do you an? My na is on the invite list and I just ca out of the Redium to bring a friend."

"You are fine." The bodyguard pointed at Pacman. Then, he pointed at Atlan and said, "But you are not. You're not invited."

As the one who invited Atlan, Pacman was very embarrassed. "Why not? They said we could bring a plus one! There's five of us and we only brought one guest."

"Sorry. This party is called 'The Gathering of the Stars'. If you're not one, then you're not welco."

Pacman scoffed and looked at the two bodyguards with derision on his face. "Don't you know who this guy is? He's Atlan. The Porter."

And once they heard that, the two bodyguard's eyes imdiately widened. Of course, they knew about the story of the porter who braved back to the Redium to save his teammates. Not only that, but it turned out that this porter was extrely talented too. He advanced to the 2nd stage in just one week!

A third bodyguard imdiately ca and smacked the other two. "We're sorry we didn't recognize you. Please, go inside. The party will be pleased if you grace them with your presence."

They bowed their heads toward Atlan and apologized. Pacman held his head up high as he guided Atlan to the portal.

"Ha! Look at how they changed their attitudes."

Atlan didn't care much as they both stepped into the portal. The black swirling liquid trembled as both of them entered the Redium.

When Atlan opened his eyes, he saw the familiar negative color of the Redium. White turned to black, blue turned to orange, and green turned to red.

Imdiately, Atlan heard the sounds of talking, laughing, and giggling. When he looked around, he was surprised to see at least hundreds of youths, all about the sa age as him, mingling and talking with one another.

This was a large mansion that could house a hundred people just in the living room by itself. In the front, just below the 115-inch flat-screen TV, there was a large group of people sitting in a circle. They looked on in anticipation as the bottle spun in the middle.

Off to the side was an infinity pool that looked out into the City. Both n and won were swimming and playing around with a ball that seed to be made out of a coconut husk. The won were wearing two-piece bikinis to show off the curves in their bodies while the n only wore shorts to show off their muscles.

Further back was the kitchen where food and drinks were served. People there munched on food while talking to each other about their respective first missions.

So this is a party…

Atlan didn't know anybody from this place, so he felt extrely out of place. He didn't even know why they found spinning bottles and swimming in water fun. However, from the looks on their faces, they seed to be having the ti of their life.

"I'll go look for the others. Stay here," said Pacman. Soon, he left and walked up the stairs to the 2nd floor where more people were lounging around.

Atlan stood by the entrance, awkwardly waiting by himself. He didn't know what to do. He regretted not asking Wemby about what to do at the party.

Should I try talking to other people?

Atlan walked through the crowd, with everybody ignoring him. They didn't know him, and he didn't know them.

And then, in the chaos of the talking and laughing around the room, he suddenly heard soone muttering beside him.

"Humans…like…pain…"