《Peace Online - India》Cousin Brother (A Villain...?)
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Inside Aarv's room, The gaming cabin was constantly making alarm sounds while flashing red lights.
[Warning…!]
[ Low Nutritional Fluid level…]
[ Preparing for a forced Logout…]
[Logging out in 3… 2… ]
As the countdown was reaching 0, the door of Aarv's gaming cabin opened as Aarv got out of the gaming cabin. When Aarv looked at his surroundings, he noticed the flashing red lights as well as warning signs of the gaming cabin. He hurriedly checked the control panel of the gaming cabin. After checking, he noticed that the nutritional fluid levels in his gaming cabin were dangerously low.
Aarv remembered that the staff installing the gaming cabin specifically warned him to check the nutritional fluid levels every five days. Looking at the dangerously low level of nutritional fluid, Aarv felt really lucky.
'That was close…'
While the official forums of the game stated that one can play the game without the support of nutritional fluids, ignoring one's physical needs might adversely affect the person in the long term.
Aarv got up and refilled the nutritional fluid inside his gaming cabin. After making sure that everything inside the gaming cabin worked perfectly, he heaved a sigh and left his room to take a stroll around the house.
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After walking around for a while, Aarv noticed that the mansion was very quiet. Generally, the mansion would have been filled with a lot of people but today, aarv didn't see a single person inside the mansion.
'Did something happen…?'
As Aarv was thinking about the unusual quietness, he saw Dada in the distance. He hurriedly went towards Dada and greeted him,
"Dada…"
Dada heard Aarv's voice and turned his attention towards Aarv and asked,
"Ohhh Aarv babu… Did you pass the test for lord game mode…?"
Although Dada asked the question with a smiling face, Aarv could sense that there was a deep worry in Dada's eyes. In his years of experience, Aarv knew that something serious must have happened inside the family. He quickly tried to probe more information out of dada,
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"Obviously, I passed the test with flying colours…"
While speaking, Aarv suddenly asked the question,
"What happened Dada…? Everything is so quiet here in the mansion…?"
As soon as Dada heard Aarv's question, he released a deep sigh,
"Aarv babu, your uncle came with your cousin to the mansion yesterday. They were proudly displaying your cousin's achievements in the peace online."
While speaking, Dada looked at Aarv's expression. Seeing an expressionless face, Dada continued,
"Your cousin won the first historical event and got a rare village creation token. They demanded a lot of resources from your father and grandfather…"
After hearing what happened, Aarv clenched his fists tightly. His cousin was 5 years older than him. Like his father, Aarv and his cousin Suraj Bhosle never got along with each other. His uncle handled a business company and lived separately along with his wife and two children. Aarv could vaguely remember the scene of his uncle fighting with his grandfather and father to divide all the property into two.
At that time Aarv's grandfather conceded and divided the property into two equal parts. This incident had a huge impact on Aarv's grandfather as he got weaker and weaker after the incident.
"They said to your father that if you all want to develop a rare territory inside peace online, you should give up on your property. "
"Well, it won't be necessary as I have already passed the lord game mode."
Although Aarv was fuming when he heard that his Uncle shamelessly asked for all the family property, he still kept his head cool.
'Keep Calm…'
Aarv Knew that right now was not the right time to start the fight. He needed to surpass his cousin in peace online first.
"Where is my father…?"
Aarv asked. He needed to tell his father that he had already passed the historical quest and got the only legendary village creation token in the country to lessen his father's worries.
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"Come with me Aarv babu…"
Dada bowed and started walking towards the new building beside the mansion followed closely by Aarv.
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Once both men reached the new building area, Aarv felt shocked. He saw rows upon rows of gaming cabins inside the new building.
Seeing Aarv's shocked expression, Dada explained.
"These gaming cabins are set for your future comrades… They will help you develop your own territory. There are a total of 500 gaming cabins set up here…"
As Dada was explaining things to Aarv, they saw Aarv's grandfather, father, uncle and cousin coming out of the main office. After seeing Aarv, his cousin hurriedly went towards him,
"Aarv… how are you…?"
He extended his hand towards aarv. Although he was smiling, Aarv sensed deep animosity directed toward him.
"I am fine… what about you…"
Aarv greeted him back with a handshake. He then turned his attention toward his father.
"Father, I have completed the historical quest. I am a lord game mode player now."
Aarv's remark made his father really happy. But, someone else was not happy about the news. Both Aarv's uncle and cousin felt sour. With much difficulty, they have made progress to get more resources out of Aarv's grandfather. His uncle started laughing,
"Congratulations Beta*. Which rank did you get in the historical quest? Suraj got a Rare rank."
(Def: Beta word used to address little ones in the family.)
He specifically emphasized Suraj getting a Rare rank with pride. After hearing him, both Aarv's father and his grandfather's faces turned unsightly. Before things get worse, Aarv's grandfather spoke,
"Since both of them passed the historical quest, I will divide the resources equally. What to do with these resources is up to individuals."
"Yes, Father…"
"Yes, grandfather…"
All four of the family members acknowledged the old man.
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