The mont he finished saying this, a panel gradually materialize in front of him, and a notification could be seen writing itself on the panel.
[Daily Quest has been completed]
[Reward: Five Exp]
[Exp: 5/100]
"It is ti for you to move, we are going to the symbiote military school," Galadima said, with a deep tone after a brief stare.
From what Mr ow ow had shown Bernard he had gotten to understand, that every individual who had a symbiote was basically required to go to their symbiote military school, even if they didn't want to it was just like that, the reason was so the surface civilization such as earth wouldn't be aware of their existence.
This had been made possible when so humans made a pact with the beast race, this was what advertently led to the beast race and the celestials to montarily embrace peace. With both sides at each other's neck, looking for a solution to gain an advantage over the other.
After all, there was no negotiation and obviously, none of them believe such a fragile thing called peace would last forever, it was like the calm before a storm, with the beast race and the symbiote civilization barely aware of when the storm might arrive.
Nevermind, the fact the celestials could not be trusted, it was said they were a power-hungry race ready to dismantle any civilization just to prove themselves to be stronger and more powerful.
Clearly unstrained.
The past centuries for the beast race had been hell with flas of war all over the place. With one race and the other, antagonizing themselves, every civilian felt their lives were always about to slip away from their hands every ti altercation news was announced, the ominous vibe of war was sothing they found incapable of thinking.
After Bernard quickly puts on his shoes, he soon heads off with the military personnel Galadima. For so reason, as he walked, he kept feeling he was no longer a human but felt different for so unknown reason.
[Your nose is being affected]
[Find a safe location to distinguish unfamiliar presence]
[All stats has been halved until Host stays away from unfamiliar presence]
Just after being warned by the notification ssage he suddenly stopped moving, his expression turned pale from a sudden choking and suffocating scent he had slled a few monts ago.
It was as if he was slling a dead rat mixed with a rotten egg
He felt like he was about to vomit, from the sickening odor entering his lungs. However, he didn't know where the odor was coming from.
While Bernard had stopped moving, he proceeded to look around his surroundings wondering where he was it was almost as if he was in a different place, and however he couldn't still locate where the scent must have been coming from.
"Kid, why did you stop?" Galadima stared at him intently, as he asked. Since every beast symbiote had different attributes he was wondering, if the cause for his uncanny action was because of his symbiote or sothing else like conversing with his beast symbiote.
Besides that as a forr human, he knew that so humans might think they had gone crazy when having a first-ti conversation with a beast and besides that, not all humans were willing to go to an unfamiliar environnt, but then from the information he had gotten the kid was just an orphan, with no relations.
Even while the military personnel was asking about why he stopped, Bernard was feeling too insecure to even answer or listen to what he was saying at this point, whatever he was feeling was associated with danger.
After about ten seconds, the System panel materializes in front of him displaying the sudden reduction in his stats, making him bewildered.
[Host: Bernard Cat]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 1]
[Exp: 5/100]
[Hp: 5/10]
[Strength: 5/10]
[Agility: 5/10]
[Stamina: 5/10]
'What kind of sorcery is this?' Bernard thought to himself with surprise, he wanted to ask the cat what was happening but he couldn't see its.
"Kid, there is plenty of ti to converse with your symbiote?" Galadima raised an eyebrow, while the bald-headed beard eagle by his shoulder flapped its wings still staring at Bernard intently as its could see right through his soul.
Bernard was about to answer when at that mont a new notification replaced the forr one on the panel.
[A new Quest has been issued to Host]
[Daily Quest: Avoid direct confrontation with an unfamiliar presence for as long as possible[minimum:6 hours]
[Reward: Five Exp]
Even though Bernard was still confounded, however, he found this new Quest much accepted compared to the forr one. If it the system works like those in the novels, he might be able to unlock other attributes when he finally reached 100Exp points.
Hence, even though he was confounded he was still reeling with euphoria.
"Kid, are you okay?" Galadima furrowed his brows, he would have loved to shout at the kid, but its might be that his mind might have fallen into chaos, and was probably on the verge of losing his sanity since that wasn't common incurrence.
Hearing the military personnel's voice resounded again, Bernard was sure the dude must have been pissed but then raising his head he didn't seem like that, was it because he was a good guy or sothing else?
"Sorry, sir," Bernard said lowering his head, heaving out a sigh of relief.
Galadima nodded his head, as they head off.
On the main road, Bernard could see what would be described as heavy military trucks forming a long convoy, however, they looked completely different from those of earth.
Making him guess it was probably the creation, from the symbiote civilization chanics.
The heavy Military trucks had different fras almost such as those of MZKT 500200 four by four-wheeled, XH81 Mamut, M2KT 600203, and RMMV-HX. Except they had hard covers and four side silver glass doors, different from normal-looking trucks besides that It was almost as if the truck was born for battle and they were about to go to war.
The heavy military trucks seed like they were divided into various groups, all the way to queue in the back.
Bernard tilted his head as he looked at other military personnel standing by beside these heavy trucks with huge engine thrusters.
Various dals could be seen on these military personnels as they stood neatly and at attention, they didn't even bother to look at their surroundings it was almost as if the place was isolated by sothing making any person passing by not see them and the trucks.
The strangest thing was these trucks didn't have tires but large thrusters making them suspend just above the ground on the road.
The mont Galadima walked out, they all saluted him before boarding these huge trucks, imdiately he got in he realized the interior of these trucks were built differently and he was allowed to either sit at the front or go to the back.
Reviews
All reviews (0)