The Ancient Genes Chapter 26
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[ Message:
You have been requested to report to the Mercenary department of Association to provide information on Mr. Pearson's case.]
Looking at the message from the Mercenary association's website, a smile stretched out on Max's face.
It looked like they found out some link. It was obvious they couldn't stay calm after the kidnapping of the Mage King's daughter.
Whatever the reason it may be, the fact is, it would help Max. he will just have to pass his leads onto them and wait for them to complete the quest for him.
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After a few minutes of walking, Max finally reached his dorm.
He slowly turned the door knob to avoid any kind of noise from leaking out. Seeing the dark room, he let out a sigh. It looked like they were all asleep.
He moved his hands around the wall on the left side of the door trying to find the switches to the lights.
'Ah.. Found it.'
Click!
As the room lightened up, he froze at the sight before his eyes.
August, Wilson, and Fatty were all present inside the hall. August was sitting on the sofa with a heavy frown on his face. Wilson was meditating, and the fatty was lying on the sofa asleep as his drool dripped on the floor.
"So, you are finally back," August said with a smile which didn't seem to be a smile at all.
"Yeah," Max replied while scratching his head and tried to think of some excuse.
"Why were you late?" He gave him a stare and he felt sweat on his back.
"What does it matter? He is back, isn't that all right?" Wilson said, as he finally got out of his meditation.
"Shut up! This is my duty as this dorm's observer. Go back to your room and sleep."
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August shouted at Wilson.
Hearing him, Wilson's face twitched as a vein popped out on his neck.
"What did you say, you noble dog?" Wilson took a step forward towards August.
"No...No... Don't take it away. I want to eat more, I am not done yet."
Thankfully, before the situation could worsen, Fatty's wailing distracted everyone.
"If you want to sleep, go back to your room, you lump of mass." August kicked Fatty and Fatty woke up with a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Ahh!"
"Who in hell did that? Show your face in front of this daddy," Fatty got up while spewing curses.
But as August's face came into his vision, he froze.
"Whose daddy are you?" August asked as a vein bulged out of his forehead.
"No....No...I didn't mean it." Hearing Fatty's plea, August ignored him and shifted his gaze to Max before speaking.
"This is the last time. From now on, no one will leave the dorm or come late without getting permission from me. And I am not your Steward."
Giving them his direction, he walked back into his room and slammed his door shut.
'Why is he so angry today? And isn't he changing? I mean his behaviour. Or is it just me?'
As Max came back to his senses, He found Wilson missing and only Fatty lying on the ground groaning in pain.
He approached him and helped him up.
"Why the hell were you sleeping here?" He couldn't help but asked.
"Wilson was meditating and August was waiting for you. I was feeling bored with Axle missing. So, I thought of talking to them a bit. But those two didn't pay any attention to me and I fell asleep." Fatty spoke with teary eyes.
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"Huh.. What do you mean Axle is missing?" Max asked with a questioning gaze.
Fatty answered him by pointing towards a piece of crumpled paper beside the trash can.
Out of curiosity, Max picked it up and found a message.
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"It's me, Axle. I won't be back for a few days. Since August is the Dorm in charge, I give you the responsibility of protecting my dear Mio-Chan."
"Bye."
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No wonder August was in a bad mood. That letter didn't even state his reason for leaving. Besides, was it even allowed to take leave like that?
"Could you help me get to my room?" Hearing the fatty's voice, Max found him clutching his sides with a pale face.
It looked like he really got a hard hit. So, Max gave him a shoulder and helped him to reach his bed.
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Finally, after finishing the tiresome day, Max got to his own bed and, following his usual routine, he checked his stats and FP.
As the system's window opened, he got a pleasant surprise.
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Hello guys, it's the author. I am writing this because I show my novel on a site which I have no idea about. So if you like my content. Pls read it on webnovel.
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Decompose!
Dear diary. When you read stories about some people missing and returning after years of absence claiming they were living in another world, your first reaction is to scoff and dismiss a story as a tall tale, right? I know I did. All the time. Until it happened to me and I no longer did. That day was today. Some god of thunder smote me. If it were Chris Hemsworth, I wouldn't mind but it was some barbaric Hitite god that abaondned Earth some four millennia ago. Yes, what can I say? I love the seventh art. I have more hours watching movies than any other activity, including sleep. What? Do you think I'm exaggerating? Maybe I am. I'll really miss hollywood the most. And my biggest regret is that I never got to visit the holy city of cinema. I did not come to another world to be a hero even though there was hints that they hoped I'd save it. I did not come with overpowered abilities able to, dunno, leap tall castles in a single bound, faster than a speeding crossbow bolt, be more powerful than a eight-horse carriage, the bounds. No. After the asshole god that murdered me brought me to his world, he gave me some boons from his discount bin and "The Power of my Soul (tm)". Forgive my french, I hope you understand I am rather upset at dying. And he somehow decided that my power is to recycle stuff. How awesome is that? Not much at first, I must admit. At least I got all my camping stuff and equipment with me. There's no lycra in the other world. I'll make it someday, but that day is not today. So here I am. In another world, in the middle of nowhere. I'm no heroine. As the song goes, I'm your basic average girl. And I'm assumed to be here to save the world. But almost everything can stop me, because I'm not named Kim. Wish me luck, diary. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This novel is going have the following features: slow-paced slice-of-life No GameLit / LitRPG elements. Movie references. Sandra likes the seventh art. Journal / diary style crafting (includes chemistry, engineering and metallurgy) low magic technological advancement (for Sandra, at least. She is not against sharing though) personal relations clash of perception between the modern and ancient customs. bits of tension, fighting, and plot here and there. I won't repeat myself though. Once she crafts a good batch of soap, for example, she'll just note, "I crafted soap again." Once it is estabilished how she obtains compound X, compound X2 that is obtainable from the same process will also just be mentioned. I'll try to be as realistic as I can with the crafting, chemistry, and technology. Cover: Public Domain Image by StockSnap from Pixabay. No attribution required but we do it anyway.
8 118Demons of Humanity
‼️ Long hiatus to improve myself‼️ Times were calm until terror struck, demons, the embodiment of evil, began attacking humanity. In response angels from the sky blessed and supported humans by granting them the power of magic. One man especially, a chosen one, almost single handedly fought the demons and became regarded as a hero. Decades later, demons continue to bring pain and suffering, but humans continue to fight back with their new powers. A child would come to understand the hatred towards demons after having his home ravaged by demons, losing his family in the process. Somehow, a miracle protected him, a mysterious man saved the child under him. Years pass, and the kid grew up talent and latent ability completely Separate from the rest, almost inhuman. And embarked on his revenge. *I dont own the art, its by Lee hu Kwang on Artstation the other image was found on Pinterest: 4b80b0bd7b86c5293ad1&_url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.ca%2Famp%2Fpin%2F408490628706086374%2F*
8 192The Story of a Dreamer
Laiz always wanted something from his life, something different from his usual dull routine. So when he is asked if he wants power along with an adventure, he could only think of one answer: "I do!" . . . Hi, i'm new so expect this to contain a lot of mistakes. This story will be a crossover with many shows that are not mine. So anyway, please tell me if i have made any mistakes and if you like the story or not. No harem.
8 176Wisdom And Wolf
When I was twenty one I bought my first motorcycle. My only motorcycle. A Harley Davidson XLX, Sportster. Her name is Rohdindae, it comes from the Silmarillion and loosely translates to Horse of the Silent Shadows. This two wheeled mare, of iron and steel, was my sole means of transportation for almost 5 years. Rain, sleet, snow, or hundred degree heat, it didn't matter, I was in the saddle. We went all over this side of the Mississippi together. To places long forgotten by progress or filled to their capacity with humanity. Interesting word humanity, it means all off human kind in one definition, generosity and compassion in another. How often these two definitions are at bitter odds with the other, is something to be seen. These words are a mash up. Tales of the road. The people I met, stories I listened to, and the loves I saw grow, all find themselves here, mixed within these pages. From Maine to Mobile and all the places in between, where people still, somehow, cling on to the good fight. The only fight worth fighting.
8 125What if world is in TACTIC RPG mode (Tactical RPG World)
One fine day, lordol have a dream on preregistered of the certain event, on the next day, he suddenly noticed that his world took a drastic change. From its earlier peacefulness, he found himself in a world that seemed a dungeon with no escape, where everyone seeks for a safe zone, either by paying, stealing, or building one by using hunt materials earned through their fight for survival.
8 159The New Archdevil Conquest
Synopsis: A girl that was once a fantasy lover and a self-made millionaire, was curse the moment that she had open a Forbidden Book of Magic and was transformed into an Archdevil. Then was sent to a place lower than the prison of Gehenna itself. However, it is not all bad, since she became one of the Empress of the Devils. She vow in her devils name that she will go back to the surface world, even if she has to create mayhem across the Multiverse in order to get the thrill of reading fantasy books back in her life. So she gives her blessing to any Demon kings that she like and is even willing to fight with God himself. All for the sake of reading her fantasy books again and maybe enjoy the unbeatable villain role that she was given. This is her story of playing the ultimate villain that spread disaster like the plague across the Multiverse and her plans of conquest to bring the entire Abyss under her banner. All in order to return to her unfinished books in her personal library.... or maybe she just wants to rule the universe as the Final Boss of existence itself..... this is her story.
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