Moon Grave! This was the nearest training facility for guardians in the vicinity of Sabos Planet.

Our bored gamer has learned that this warship named Spark 3291 was tasked to facilitate around 200 planets in this portion of the universe.

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Its main duties was to oversee the discovery, testing, and assistance unto probable guardians in the area.

The trip took 4 days and in the duration, Clark has made quite a few friends in the crew of Spark 3291.

"We're here. Step on that teleportation deck and good luck, Kian." Trooper Jake Hill led the farewell for everyone on the scene. There were probably 2 dozen men and women at this time.

They were all the acquaintances that our good gamer made in just 4 days alone.

In the grand scheme of things, this was merely a little part of the crew since the occupants inside that maintained the operations of Spark 3291 numbered in the thousands.

"Thank you. I'll see you all around then. Someday." Clark waved once and then without ado, walked towards the platform.

A sense of disorientation happened next and our bored gamer was received in full at the hidden complex inside the dead rock of Moon Grave.

"Kian Fisher, welcome to Moon Grave!" A man in a sharp uniform greeted Clark at this time.

He was not lax in his security since there were probably a dozen or more armored soldiers around him. This did not bother our good gamer at all as he descended from the stage calmly.

"It is my pleasure to be here." Clark smiled towards the man in charge.

"I am Colonel Antonio Harper. The base commander of Moon Grave." The leader of the base introduced himself.

"Glad to meet you, Colonel Harper." Clark nodded as he stopped before the arranged tough goons before him.

"Your training starts tomorrow, Mr. Fisher."

"As for now, you can take this time to rest." Colonel Harper turned around after he finished his words. His soldiers lined up after him until there were only 2 souls left in the place.

"Please follow me, Sir Guardian." A female voice came out from the full body suit of the soldier.

"..." Clark did not say anything in reply but only waved one hand to oblige this invitation. The rest was easy enough as our bored gamer found his room after 3 minutes of slow walk.

The complex had many crude twists and turns which indicated that the engineers designed this training ground for practically above all else in consideration.

The passageways were tight and narrow.

"An alarm will sound in the morning. Please go to the mess hall immediately for breakfast."

"You can check the manual for Guardian Trainees on your computer." The lady soldier gave her last instructions before she went away.

"THUD!" Our bored gamer immediately jumped on the bed. He had expected for the thing to be hard but was surprised to feel the softness of the material.

The guardians were several tiers above normal soldiers of the Alliance.

"This is good stuff." Clark commented as he closed his eyes. He had noticed a wall screen at the side and guessed that this was probably where he would get much information about the place.

Alas, our avid gamer was too lazy to check things for himself.

'Do you know the location of the mess hall, Nancy?' Clark asked towards his handy system using only his thoughts. He expected for his room to be bugged at this time.

"Affirmative, host." Nancy replied.

"Hmm..." Our bored gamer moaned gently as he willed himself to sleep in no time.

Before he left Spark 3291, Clark made sure that he got a big farewell dinner for himself since everything about Moon Grave was shrouded in a mist of mystery.

His prediction did not fail him since the colonel and his soldiers did not even offer him food to eat at this dark of the night.

"SIGH!"

"Let me use my convenient skill of easily traveling into the future." Clark whispered while still closing his eyes.

Before long, soft gentle snoring noises could be heard inside the metallic room of the place.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" An annoying and endless alarm woke up Clark after a few good hours of sleep. He obliged the not so subtle summon and immediately took a quick bath thereafter.

Our bored gamer would have wanted to change into his usual stuff but a timely advice stopped him in his tracks.

"You need to change into your training uniform, host."

"Else you will face terrible punishment later on." Nancy warned. It did not need telling that the system has already read the full manual in our avid gamer's place.

It was indeed nice to have a capable assistant around.

'Thank you, Nancy.' Clark said and rummaged around the many compartments of the room. It did not take him long to find a set of tight uniforms in the color of green.

Everything in the design was great except for its color.

"It would have been better to have a red one instead of this green." Our bored gamer shook his head in silent protest. Unfortunately, this was out of his hands.

He wore the garb and felt that the uniform was tailored for his exact size. It was clear that the leaders of Moon Grave were indeed quite efficient in their job.

"Time to eat like a whale!" Clark intoned as he was already beginning to feel the hunger build up in his belly. It really took so much to keep a big and strong body to its optimal condition.

'Please lead the way, Nancy.' He asked and then a green arrow materialized thereafter. Our bored gamer went out of the room and followed this arrow to a tee.

After 5 minutes of twists and turns under narrow passageways, Clark then found himself standing in a huge room with a stadium-like ceiling above him.

There were already many diners in the place and on the other side were myriad training equipment for all to use. The designers of this place were truly commendable.

"..." Clark smiled and went on to feed his grumbling stomach.