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墨書 Inktalez
On the third day, at the gym.
As a member of the Core Group, training is essential for dealing with various situations as part of the Rescue Team. The simulation room cannot provide real training; members must exercise on their own.
Everyone is here now, and Ziyu is no exception, engaging in the daily required training routine.
"Sir, there is a Messenger."
"Master, there is a Messenger."
"There is a Messenger..."
Each Intelligence is connected to the group's space. Whenever there is a change in this area, the Intelligence detects it and informs its owner in different ways.
This allows the Intelligence to monitor the location without the need for separate security measures.
"A Messenger?" Everyone was curious. Could this Messenger be the same one that brought them here before?
The group members paused and looked outside.
A figure appeared at the entrance, and upon seeing it, Ziyu smiled.
"Ziyu, are you getting used to it?" the person said.
"Haha, of course I'm used to it." Ziyu hurried over.
The newcomer was Pranka.
"I've met Messenger," the other members of Squad slightly bowed in greeting.
"Um..." Ziyu stood beside Pranka, a bit surprised.
It turned out that others showed some respect to Messenger... but he wasn't like that in front of Messenger, and he had even become friends with Messenger.
"You all don't need to do that. Ziyu is my friend, and you are all my friends too. I'm here to tell you that the Squad assignments are complete. Starting tomorrow, Squad can begin challenging each other to change their rankings," Pranka said. "You all need to work hard."
"Definitely," everyone replied in unison, and Ziyu also bowed along with them.
"Ziyu, come with me," Pranka gestured for Ziyu to follow.
Everyone looked at Ziyu with some envy; meanwhile, Roy wore a gloomy expression, but no one was paying much attention to him right now.
Ziyu followed Pranka into another room, just the two of them.
"Um... do others show a lot of respect to Messenger?" Ziyu asked right away.
"Hehe, when Messenger goes to their respective planets, they have very powerful abilities, so many planets consider Messenger to be of much higher status than you. Actually, it's about the same..." Pranka scratched his head. "But most Messengers enjoy the respect from those who welcome them, so it’s just like that..."
Ziyu understood now; it was because of this.
"I'm here this time for two reasons: first, to share this news with you, and second, there's something else I need to tell you," Pranka said.
After this news came out, many Messengers were sent to notify everyone, and Pranka chose this particular group.
Everyone has arrived, and after the assignments are complete, the task of the Messenger comes to an end.
"What’s going on?" Ziyu asked curiously.
"Originally, you were supposed to be the leader of this group," Pranka replied with a smile.
Ziyu was taken aback. "How is that possible?"
It turned out that every Messenger brings information about the ones being guided, and Ziyu's abilities were considered the best in the group...
However, later on, someone suggested that Roy should be the leader. Although Ziyu had the strongest abilities, it was decided that the Team Leader should not necessarily be the strongest person... Roy was deemed more suitable to lead a team.
In this debate, two factions formed, but ultimately Ziyu's side could not retain Ziyu's position... When Roy accepted the leadership role, those who decided on Roy's position mentioned Ziyu to him.
If Roy's actions did not satisfy his superiors, then the Team Leader position would fall to Ziyu.
"Is there really such a thing..." Ziyu was somewhat surprised; no wonder Roy seemed to have an issue with him.
"Roy isn't sidelining you, is he?" Pranka asked.
"Not really... I just feel like some things are aimed at me, but it's just a feeling; I might be misunderstanding," Ziyu chuckled. "As long as I do my job well, he won't have anything to pick on."
Pranka nodded. "It's good that you think that way. However, I looked at his resume, and his abilities really aren't as good as yours; he just has some leadership skills... Keep it up."
Ziyu nodded. Without Pranka saying it, Ziyu wouldn't be willing to remain a low-level team member.
"Alright, that's about it... I have other tasks to attend to, so I'll take my leave now." Pranka chuckled.
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Gym.
The group has a fixed minimum training task every day, and Pranka interrupted Ziyu's workout, so now Ziyu has to come back.
The other group members have already completed their training.
"Shh... shh..." In this empty gym, the sound of the treadmill is quite loud.
"Ziyu." A voice called out from the side.
Ziyu stepped off the treadmill and looked closely; standing at the entrance was Roy.
"You came to find me while I'm alone here?" Ziyu thought this but still greeted warmly, "Team Leader."
"Are you close with Messenger?" Roy walked over to Ziyu, resting a hand on the treadmill.
"Kind of... we're friends." Ziyu smiled slightly.
"I think... there's no need for us to be at odds... Following my lead won't harm you." Roy said slowly and deliberately.
Ziyu turned away: "Me? Going against you? It's clearly your own idea; I haven't done anything."
Roy suddenly grabbed Ziyu's clothes from behind and said coldly, "During the rescue mission, you were uncooperative and made me look bad."
"Making you look bad is something you imagined. None of us, none of our team members, think that way. If you're narrow-minded, then that's your problem," Ziyu said as he reached out and pulled away Roy's hand.
Without saying a word, Roy grabbed Ziyu by the collar and pushed him against the wall, saying, "You better behave, or you'll lose face."
"At least I still have some face now, while you have almost none left," Ziyu's words hit Roy right where it hurt.
"You..." Roy straightened his arm, stepping back to create distance from Ziyu, then clenched his fist and punched towards Ziyu's abdomen!
"Slap..." A sharp pain shot through Roy's hand...
Looking down, Roy saw a piece of metal blocking Ziyu's abdomen; he had punched that metal instead.
"You..." Roy quickly stepped back and drew a dagger, maintaining a defensive stance.
Weapons were not allowed here, but carrying daggers and other personal protection items was still permitted.
"Captain, I don't mean to exclude you, but you keep targeting me..." Ziyu said as his clothes began to tear apart, revealing the metal underneath that formed into a set of Battle Armor.
[End of Chapter]
[I typed part of this last night and got up at seven to continue... Haha, as promised, three updates just like that.]
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