Closing the door to Lily’s dorm room behind him, Max stepped out, sighting no one across the hallway and breathed a low sigh of relief.
His experience with Lily wasn’t as good as he thought it would be.
After breaking past her hyn with the first thrust, Lily couldn’t take the tip of it afterwards.
Every subtle movent he made, caused her to shout out with widened eyes.
She couldn’t take sothing so big as a first tir.
A bit irritated about being unable to unleash even a bit of his desires inside her, Max pulled out and cleaned up in the restroom.
Currently, Lily was on the bed, helpless with a pool of tears welling in her eyes.
’If anything, I did my part.’
Willing the system’s holographic screen to pop before him, what Max saw was a asly sum of 1000 Promotion Points, the poorest in a long while.
’How I wish there was soone else.’
Feeling his curled erection, hidden slightly by his untucked shirt, Max grimaced, thinking swiftly.
He thought of Alicia, the slender Korean model-like hottie, Evelyn’s best friend, but then dismissed the thought.
’She probably is having a class.’
His bond wasn’t that deep with the rest of Evelyn’s friends either.
He thought of Sophia, but then that would ruin his apologetic impression.
Evelyn was far away. Thalia was in school. Mrs. Dalia at work.
’Miss Linda is also an option, but then going to her office would raise a lot of attention. There’s no way we can fuck without a crowd outside her office.’
As Max crossed his limited options to unleash his urge, a sudden announcent broke through his train of thoughts.
"Announcent to all Combat SS Elites. Report to the class!"
"Announcent to all Combat SS Elites. Report to the class!"
A familiar voice blared through the speakers that suddenly popped out of the walls, in a repeating pattern.
’Are you kidding?’
Max was left stunned by the unfolding scenario like it was so kind of drill.
"Shit! What’s going on? Are we under attack?" So students shouted, feeling panic but thrilled.
"It must be sothing important. The Combat Elites are on their free day. That must be it."
"SS Elites. What a lucky bunch to get an announcent like this."
Max heard the shouts and realized it wasn’t so kind of drill.
’What if I had gone ho?’
The next mont he sprinted and dashed forward, attracting the attention of the nearby Elites.
In various places, John, Kieran, Dominic, Zara, every other Combat SS Elite were on the move. Their cool dash causing the other Elites to feel jealous.
–
"Teach, what’s going on?"
In the supposed classroom of Combat SS Elites with no desks, chairs or board, but a cozy gym, bed, couches, an exclusive fun house, Ash was the first to burst through the door, breathing steadily as his eyes found the instructor who sat on the couch with a cigarette in hand.
Before the instructor could bring himself to explain, Kieran, John and the others dashed in too, their breath steady.
Max was the last to arrive, 3 seconds behind Zara.
"Nice."
Surveying their appearances with his gaze, Teach nodded in satisfaction.
Their imdiate reaction and composure, without looking tired from dashing here, were no less than their title: Elites.
Although the majority was thanks to the fact they ca in contact with the realm of superhumans using the serum, their ntal fortitude was befitting for battle.
Among them, he couldn’t help but feel shocked by Max’s appearance. The Elites were also surprised to see him but none said a word.
"Okay. We have pretty big news."
"The biggest breakthrough in humanity’s technology has not only been confird but tested. It’s a secret project crucial for the Mars Project, which you’ll all be partaking in."
"Visual Impact X," the instructor revealed, filling the air with a quenching, heavy silence.
"I won’t reveal the details yet to you. But you’ll be undergoing a simple rough drill against other super students from schools across the globe."
’Other super students?’
The instant they all heard this, the atmosphere beca solemn.
’This is really big. A worldwide event out of the blue?’
"We’ll be heading to the Indian Ocean."
"Huh? Isn’t that like 18 hours by normal flight?"
Dominic grunted as he instantly deduced the distance it would take to reach the other side of the world. He really hated long flights.
"C’mon. You know our flight isn’t normal." To the side, Ash shook his head, earning a look of agreent from the others.
"Okay. We’ll be gone for at least a day, so call whoever it is you want to speak with and head to the bus."
The instructor puffed smoke and casually walked to the hidden driveway.
Seeing this, the Elites disbanded to make their calls.
Max was left alone, staring at his phone. He had no one to call.
"Right. Mrs. Dalia."
He searched through his contacts and quickly texted a rough detail about being out of reach for a day or two.
* The bus ride wasn’t as quiet as yesterday.
Max excluded, the Elites seed to be in a group chat discussing the secret project ntioned by the instructor.
All throughout the bus ride, Max was forced to listen to the dings of their notifications.
Not bothered that he wasn’t accepted by their little group, Max dropped from the bus and caught Briar looking at him with a faint flush in her cheeks. She hid it instantly, though.
Super Falcon X. The fastest chanical bird. A cutting-edge jet.
It was the sa one he flew on Tuesday with the other S Elites.
Looking at it now didn’t feel less awe-inspiring than before.
"Get into it and let’s move on," the instructor shouted, and they all got in.
The jet took off, speeding through countries at a speed of Mach 4.
It was silent. Everyone held still to their buckled belts, feeling jet-lagged by the experience.
A journey of 18 hours was reduced to 5.
Mid-afternoon, precisely around 3pm in USA ti.
They got off the jet to see they were on a huge Navy fleet ship containing several jets and choppers. And to top it off, the Indian Ocean stretched endlessly within view.
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