Arc 3, Chapter 162—How to Use It?
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"Everyone," One of the old Bloodrens muttered. He was the leader of his team of 6. They used to be 7, but after their second Night Drill after passing Phase 1... one of their partners got infected and ended up getting killed by Clara.
That brought them down to 6.
Should they drip before 5, they’ll have to disband and try finding their way to desperately join other groups before the Phase 2 competitions begin.
So at this ti, he thought to make his presence known, not wanting to even have the option of disbanding. They were 6 now... but this number can easily drop to 4 if he wasn’t careful. So why not ’seduce’ more into his group?
Before Phase 2 begins... I must raise the group’s number to at least 8. That’s why, we’ll have a better chance at whatever cos our way then.’
His eyes flashed thoughtfully.
"A pool," The Bloodren continued. "This must be Clara’s gift, that much we’ve established. But was it just there for fun? I don’t think so." The longer the Bloodren spoke, the more his chest swelled.
See? It’s not hard to be a shiny beacon. Among the strong, there are always those who still follow others. If he can get enough attention, one or 2 are bound to co his way.
There are only 2 weeks, 1 day left before Phase 2 begins. He felt he could do it... secure more for his team, as well as ensure his title as team leader!
Besides... after ordering people around for so long, do you think he would like to be ordered around by soone else after disbanding his group and joining another team?
"He’s RIGHT!" Several people exclaid after following his hints.
"There must be sothing peculiar about this pool."
"Yes. But what?"
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Seeing many deliberate, Levon shook his head sideways, heading back to ground floor. The sleepy Florianna and a select few also did the sa.
It’s not that they were following Levon’s every action, but they all had similar thoughts as they headed to the Lockers.
Sure enough, there were swim trunks in there.
Talk is fine and all... but many tis, the only way to truly understand what was so special about this place, was to experience things for oneself.
... As they say: Seeing is believing, and Experiencing is Living.
Stepping out of his locker, Levon wasn’t surprised to see that many hadn’t changed into their swim wear yet.
What a JOKE!
They lecture ti starts at 11:50 AM and ends at 11:57 AM
Then they spend an hour and 10 minutes getting here just to et Clara speaking of so special Gift the Order gave them.
Fortunately they used their shards to fly, saving them an additional 40~50 minutes of walk ti. They used just 1 hour 10 minutes to make the trip back ho to the Mansion.
From 1:30 PM to now... they’ve been searching, spending 4 additional hours scouring the place.
Please!
Before they continue further, it’s best not to do so on an empty stomach. With that, they left the mansion, rushing for supper.
It was already past 5. From the mansion to the cafeteria on foot took an hour and 15 minutes on foot without any stops. Using their shards, it’ll take them 38 minutes.
With so ti on their hands, they lied about the grand mansion before leaving for supper. And by the ti they arrived, the Cafeteria doors were just about to open.
SUPPER TI!
The doors won’t open unless for a specific alti. They ate to their fill, going for seconds and thirds.
Everyone who saw them would think they were eating to go run a marathon. With teeth extrely shard compared to ordinary humans, they munched and crunched their food into paste in seconds before digesting.
"Good Food!" Rayna muttered, already on her second round. And when satisfied, they left... rushing back to the mansion to explore Clara’s gift.
A few minutes was all it took for the gang to appear in swimsuits, ready to head down the damp stairway.
8:42 PM.
They had 2 hours, 18 minutes on the dot before LIGHTS OUT!
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"Eh? What’s going on?"
"Yeah. Where did they get swimsuits from?"
Down by the enormous pool, others were there scrutinizing and discussing what possible advantages and disadvantages the pool had.
However, no one had dated to go on just yet, even after so long. But what’s this?
Where did these people get swimsuits?
Are they going to explore the pool’s advantages now? What if it’s a trap set by Clara?
What good can co from Clara’s cold dead hands?
They didn’t believe it!
It must be another way of shoving more PUNISHNT their way.
By the Pool’s edge, the towering Batista was struggling in his swim trunks. And by his side were his lackeys doing the sa.
Gorgendoyle’s swimsuit was so cute... like a sail swimwear.
The girls had cute bikinis that reflected their individual personalities.
Victorio’s group wasn’t here... all except one person. Probably, this guy was here to feel the situation out for his BOSS.
Levon, Hendrix, Leo, Redclar, Shugo, Payne Ignier, Viren, and Potchmay... all wore normal swim trunks.
However, Bloomingdale, the mirror-kissing guy, wore swim pants fit for Bodybuilders.
Everyone stood with their groups, looking at the srizing blue pool that seed to co alive the longer they stared.
Well, there was no ti like the present.
Diving in, everyone wasn’t too amazed at just how deep this pool was. After all, it was the size of a small lake. So how can you expect it not to be deep?
As they sank, they already felt their ears popping, the pools walls and floors were decorated with different shades of blue algae that gave off a faint glow, illuminating their path.
Although illuminated, the dim nature of the hues made the under surface still look gloomy but mythical.
Everyone looked around inquisitively, swimming like fish to all corners.
Levon was secretly amazed how long he could stay underwater. This was so cool, right? His body seed streamlined, as scrutinized his surroundings deeply.
Soon, Artilla swam his way, shaking her head sideways.
...Still nothing.
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