The Ancient Genes Chapter 12
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Getting up in the morning, Max went out for his training.
While Walking out of the dorm, towards the field, he saw a few students working out.
....
An hour later, he returned to the dorm dead tired. Even after a month of training, he felt tired after completing his morning routine.
Although, thinking back, that could still be called improvement, considering the results of his first day, when he had to activate the «God's blessing» skill to carry out his tasks after my training.
Looking around the dorm, he saw everyone's doors closed.
he walked towards the bathroom to take a bath.
After washing himself, he got back to his room, and logged on to his Academy's website using his ID, to get his routine.
He looked at the routine to find two courses, the Blacksmith course and the General course. He could understand about the Blacksmith course, but he had no idea about the General course.
Looking at the routine, he felt a bit of nervousness and excitement at the same time.
He looked at his watch. He saw only ten minutes were left before the first class,so he dressed in his usual attire.
A hooded black jacket with a white shirt and black jeans along with his headphones.
While he was leaving his room, he coincidentally met the fatty.
he tried to avoid him and got out of the dorm.
He had no personal grudge against him, but he didn't want to get into trouble on the very first day of my Academy.
After talking with Axle, that day, he realised that he will have to keep it low in the Academy. 'I have a good impression of Axle and he can be considered one of....my....friends....Uh!... I mean my only friend except Mark.'
Realising the truth, he felt ashamed of himself.
"Hey...Hey....Wait!...it's me. You remember, we met yesterday." he heard the fatty's voice.
Hearing the fatty shouting behind his back, he quickened his pace and got down the stairs, literally jumping over the last two steps.
"You! Wait for me, you wanna play tag..Ah!" The fatty tripped on the stairs.
Crash!
Crash!
Hearing the sound, Max looked back and saw the fatty lying face first on the ground.
It was clearly that fatty's fault for running behind him, who the hell plays tag like that.
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Mark decided not to get involved with that troublemaker and walked towards his class, but his body refused to move.
Damn it, he felt guilty because of that guy.
Letting out a sigh, he walked towards him and gave him a hand.
"Ah! Thank you, you don't need to worry, I am fine." He smiled innocently while grabbing his hand.
Looking at his innocent smile, he couldn't help but thought, can this guy even create trouble?
He lost himself in his thoughts.
'Ugh!.. thinking about such things won't get me anywhere. Anyway, he is in my class, I will get to see if this bastard is really a trouble maker.'
"Hey, you there bro, we will be late if you keep standing here," he spoke, waving his hands in front of his face.
"Oh shit!"
Max Looked at his watch, he realised that only two minutes were left for classes to start.
He activated his skill «Sprint» and dashed through the streets towards the Blacksmith department.
Reaching the class, he saw a number of students, some in groups, while some were alone.
Seeing the teacher's vacant seat, he let out a sigh and moved towards the corner seat of the classroom away from everyone's eyes.
After he took his seat, a tall man with rippling muscles and dark skin entered the room. His round freckled face along with his body made him look like a funny comic character.
Holding his laughter, he looked down, avoiding any eye contact with the man.
"Hello students, I am Olive Strong and I will be the teacher in charge for your batch." He spoke.
But before he could continue, Max heard a sound.
Clang!
And the door opened revealing the fatty panting.
'Shit! I totally forgot about him.'
He entered the classroom panting so heavily, as if he would suck the entire oxygen in the atmosphere.
Seeing him, all the students started to shake in laughter.
"Kevin, go get a seat and don't be late next time," Mr. Strong spoke, as he pointed towards the seats.
It looked like that fatty was well known.
Listening to him, fatty raised his head and his eyes met mine.
He walked towards Max as the students stared at him.
Max averted his gaze and pretended to not know the guy, but in doing so, his gaze fell on a guy with silver earrings and highlighted blond hair.
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He seemed to be moving to the edge of his desk slowly while maintaining his posture.
As the fatty approached, he quietly stretched his leg out.
Seeing this, Max frowned and as expected, the fatty tripped, which resulted in a burst of laughter from the whole class.
And the guy with silver earrings got up from his seat , pretending to help him while stretching his hands out.
" Hey, you alright there, fatty?" He asked with a smile and sincerity on his face.
But, if you ask Max. he felt that to be disgusting .
"Ha...ha..., I am fine, Stain." The fatty replied with a silly laugh.
He reached out for the hand of the guy named Stain only to be left hanging with his hand in mid air.
"Ah! Sorry fatty, I forgot, I am not strong enough to lift an elephant." With that, he went back to his seat along with a burst of laughter from the class.
"ENOUGH!!" Max heard Mr. Strong's voice and the class became silent.
"Kevin, get to your seat, the class is starting."
He spoke while opening the thick book on his desk.
He looked down, having trouble holding his anger even with his skill.
Fuck!
Damn it!
And you say he is a troublemaker.
"Hey, you are very fast, were you in the track and field in your high school years?"
Max heard a voice and found the fatty sitting beside him.
Looking at his grin, he couldn't help but feel his anger dissipating.
"Nah, I just used to run in the morning." he replied after calming down.
"Anyway who's that guy?" he pointed towards Stain.
Hearing him, Kevin replied while averting his gaze "Just a friend."
Seeing his behavior, Max confirmed one thing, something was wrong there.
'Thinking about that, Axle and then Kevin, no matter how you look at them, they can't be considered some messed up bastards.'
Since childhood, he had been lonely without friends.
Mark was the only exception.
So most of the time, he used to observe other students, teachers, and other people.
So, he could guarantee that those two were not that bad. They were only a bit perverted, that's all.
Even the other day, he could hear Axle's voice from his room.
He seemed to be busy with his Otaku stuff.
Max couldn't believe a guy like that could earn the title of troublemaker.
'I will have to find the truth or I won't be able to get this irritating feeling off of my chest.'
.....
The class ended in an hour and they had another two classes on Extraction and Synthesis .
After the main course classes were over, he asked fatty, "Hey, what is the general course class?"
"They are just general knowledge classes which teach Maths, Technological Development, stuff about Orena and the survival skill and other necessary stuff required to live in the Mage society ".
"Ah...and they also allow students of different courses to interact with each other." He replied in his usual way.
Spoke while motioning with his hands.
"Hm...Wait!....you mean it is a joint class with different departments?" Max asked as an ominous feeling welled up in him.
"Yes," Fatty replied.
"Doesn't that mean I could be in the same class as the four tyrants?" he shuddered at the very thought of it.
"Yes, you definitely could."
"Tell me your section, I know all the addresses of the tyrants." He replied with a grin.
"A," Max replied in anticipation of hearing good news.
....
....
No reply.
he turned to look at the fatty who was staring at him with a wide gaze.
Then, he replied with a cough and Max could literally feel his efforts to console him. But it only had a negative effect on him.
"Ahm ..... You know what, the tyrants aren't that bad."
"Ah..ah..., Just don't piss them off."
Fuck!
Hearing him, Max buried his face on the desk.
After a minute, he asked, "How many?"
His next word increased Max's tension.
"Three."
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