《I Live To Play VR-MMORPG》Chapter 12
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Puff*
After three of us spent our entire day, cleaning the entire place, it finally looks like a place that could be lived by a human.
Before, clouds of dust gathered in every corner, even on the wall.
Creatures such as spiders, cockroaches, rats also could be found.
Now... It was hard to believe that before, this place was worse than ruins.
Everything is clean and could be said better than their old house.
If they fully furnish the empty rooms, it'll be even better.
As we're resting on the floor, The Old Man arrived with two movers.
It looks like Old Man ordered some furniture as I told him to.
"Wow, you guys can really clean!"
The old man touches the floor trying to see if his hand could catch any specks of dust.
"I've brought some furniture, on my volition, without anyone telling me to."
Ehem.
Don't make it too obvious! Just say you want to help us like a normal human being.
"This..."
"Umm, what should I call you?"
Father approached Old Man first. He wanted to show his gratitude but he didn't know what to call him.
"You can just call me Old Man."
"No, that's an inappropriate way to call our savior..."
'And the gap between us is not that large for me to call you old.'
"Oh It's fine~ other people call me that nickname too. Ahahahaha!"
"Anyway, there's more furniture coming, I'll leave it to you guys to manage where to put the furniture."
"Are you sure for us not paying anything? you can easily rent it to others for one million per month especially since you have furnished the place."
Father was worried, especially when Old Man was this generous toward him and his family.
"Like I said before, if not for you guys I won't even touch this floor. I'm just glad someone is using it."
"I'll be leaving them at your hands, I'm tired after choosing the furniture, you guys should rest early too."
'The hell? Since when did you choose the furniture!'
The movers wanted to retort something that Old Man said but decided not to.
Old Man smoothly excused himself to leave, leaving my Father who can't believe that they secured a wonderful place to live.
While Father was thankful for Old Man's great deeds, I was thinking of something else that sounds stupid.
Old Man, you're damn great. Even in this life, I still didn't manage to get your name.
("Oh It's fine~ other people call me that nickname too. Ahahahaha!")
That phrase... he said the same thing to me when I asked for his name in my past life.
After all the furniture is moved in, the floor finally looks lively.
The next thing that happened, you can guess it.
Yes, everyone took a bath and rest themselves, except for me.
I pretended to be asleep, waiting for Mervin to fall asleep.
It took a while and it's hard to be sure too whether he's truly asleep or not as he doesn't snore.
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Slowly and steadily I walked out of the room and went downstairs.
I need to finish the game updates so that I could finally rest in peace.
Need to finish it as soon as possible and get back to rest.
Tomorrow I still have school to attend.
I also didn't want to leave things halfway or unfinished.
The faster I update Hero content the better.
That Old Man... I said to buy furniture but not all of them.
Looking at everything that was moved in, their cost should be easily over four million rupiahs.
This means Old Man spent some of his money on the furniture too.
Without wasting time, I turned on the computer and continued where I left off in the evening.
I added enough characters, enough to entertain them until they reach the 10.000th area.
Also increased the number of artifacts and decrease the chances of getting artifact from beating demons bosses.
At the same time, I added a new type of balance that's not gold.
I called it Mana Crystals which is 100% from the demon bosses, ranging one to ten.
This new type of balance can be used to summon a special mercenary that cannot be bought and only available by summoning with mana crystals.
It deals with certain damage per second depending on how far the player has reached in the game.
At the same time, it could also be exchanged for golds, the amount depending on how far the player reached.
That special balance, in the future, will be my source income as once I'm able to host my own website, I'll allow the player to buy Mana Crystal with money.
At the same time more when that happens more features will be added.
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Hmm... this could be considered as a huge update.
Yawn*
It's almost morning.
I should take a short nap while I could.
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In just a short three hours, the morning finally arrived.
Mervin was the first to wake up, using his own money that he earned. He went out and buy some food across the street.
After he bought food. he went and took a bath and change to the casual clothes that he usually wears.
He then was about to call Andy, but then he was reminded that Andy woke up in the middle of the night.
'Should I let him skip school?'
'I can send a letter to the school, saying that he's tired and need to rest.'
'Our house was also burnt down recently, there's no way the school would force him to go to school.'
Currently, Mervin was contemplating whether he should wake Andy or not.
Due to him moving around, back and forth, Andy woke up as he sensed the uneasiness feeling of Mervin.
"W-wake up, the new uniform is in the closet. I bought some food, go and eat them later."
Seeing that Andy has already woke up by himself, Mervin quickly left the house.
Yawn*
That short nap, as expected wasn't enough.
I still feel a bit sleepy, should I drink coffee?
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Wait, we don't have coffee.
Sigh*
And it's Monday...
Sigh*
Monday. Indonesia. Flag Ceremony.
An Indonesia Tradition to do a flag ceremony every Monday.
We have to endure the torture standing still for one hour, outside, in the field, being bathed upon the scorching sun.
After I wearing my uniform and rarely, a cap.
A cap is a must on Monday or to be exact during the flag ceremony.
If you forgot to bring it on Monday not only you'll be punished in front of all the students for not wearing the attributes needed for the flag ceremony, you'll also suffer as you have to endure the scorching sun without additional protection.
After I wore my uniform and all the needed attributes for the flag ceremony, I then, went out to eat the food Mervin bought.
Hmph, my breakfast was fried bread with caramelized coconut shaving, the typical Indonesian staple food.
Despite it was cheap food, it was surprisingly good.
Once I finished eating, I then quickly left after locking the convenience store with the key I had with me.
I need to be faster than before as since we moved further from the school.
Arriving at the school, the students were already lining up themselves according to their classes, similar to Saturday, except for today everyone is not wearing PE uniform and is preparing for the flag ceremony.
I went to find my classmates and start, lining up with them too.
"Hey, Andy!"
Micheal suddenly called out to me as quiet as he could, but because the entire field was dead silent, he still attracted others' attention to him.
Mr. Ridwan who saw Micheal whispering to me, he immediately scolded him.
Sigh*
Who told him to be short. (You're the one who's tall)
With my tall height, broad shoulder, I obviously stand at the back while with Micheal's tiny body that's still being developed, he stood at the very front of the line.
Similar to how military formation work, where the shortest person in the front, all the way to the tallest person in the rear.
Even after Mr.Ridwan scolded him, Micheal was still persistent in calling me.
Fortunately, Mr.Ridwan has returned to where the teacher supposed to be.
I then gave a signal to Micheal, telling him we'll speak after the flag ceremony is over
In the next few minutes, the flag ceremony finally starts.
At the same time, as though the cloud knew we're going to start the flag ceremony, they escaped from the sky, not shielding us anymore.
Some of the students even swore at the cloud.
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"Saluuuute!"
After saluting the school principal, it commences the end of the flag ceremony. We can finally return to our class.
Groans*
Everyone was groaning in pain, screaming hot as they're sweating profusely due to the hot weather.
With only one small fan in the classroom, most of the students went under it to catch the cold breeze.
Thankfully, the principal's speech wasn't that long or we'll be dried out by the time the flag ceremony ends.
"Andy, your house! What happened? Suddenly it was gone."
I see he must have seen it when he passed by
"Fire accident."
Or should I say arson? Nah, it's better to not say that.
"Our house was burnt down."
Micheal was shocked to hear that. A few days ago, they're still fine now Andy's house is gone.
"Is everyone fine? Where are you staying right now?"
"None of us got hurt and father found a place for us to stay, it's actually nearby. I could take you there after school."
"Really?! Ehem... Sorry, I got so excited despite your house was burn down."
"It's okay, I think it as a good opportunity for us to move out. That house was old anyway."
Micheal decided not to talk about it anymore, he changes to another topic.
"Let's not talk about that anymore. You shouldn't be sad too. There, there don't cry."
Um, what?
Micheal misunderstood Andy's eye bag, thinking that he was so depressed that he couldn't sleep.
The class soon starts and I was trying my best to not sleep.
At least, for now, I managed to survive and it was finally break-time.
As I'm tired, I asked Micheal to go and eat by himself.
"I'm sorry, I'm sleepy. I'll have to skip breakfast today."
"Then I'll bring my food here and eat it here."
Micheal didn't argue as he knew Andy was tired but this won't stop him accompany Andy.
There he goes...
Anyway, I'll use my fifteen minutes break time to take a nap. It will help me survive the next two hours of Mr.Ridwan's class.
While I was trying to rest my head on the desk, a girl was staring at me intensely behind my back.
I didn't know about it until she spoke to me.
"What happened to you? Today you look terrible. Did you not sleep?"
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Not even a minute of lying down on the table, I was interrupted by someone already.
I then turned my head seeing the torso of a girl, I then lifted my head to see her face. It turned out to be Yulia.
"Hi there... Yeah. I barely slept last night."
"I see. Then I won't interrupt you."
That response she gave me at the end is disturbing.
Sigh*
"You can ask me if you want. I can answer them as I sleep."
"No, Thank you."
Right. She's not the type to bother someone.
But now I'm curious what makes her think that it's fine to bother Kervin.
Well, I appreciate it but I feel if I didn't answer her questions, she will haunt me in my sleep.
"How about give me a paper with your questions listed on it. I'll give you the answer tomorrow."
The paper was immediately ripped out from her notebook, she already wrote down the questions.
Now, back to sleep.
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