The Player's System

Codes 3

Now they were on the newer direction. It was hilly in the surrounding. The narrow paths between the valleys slowly became winding. The passive looking surrounding seemed noting down the activities of the travelers.

Jake walked in the middle of the team. He wanted to check the task screen again with another clue however it did not appear. Earlier he was not sure now it cleared that task screen only appear when he was under danger and his in game task faced some difficulty.

He slowly learned as to what type of help this task screen could render him most of the time. The purpose of the unknown fate was visible. He should not rely on it instead temper his strength and the weaknesses.

He meant to address his weakness as the player of the game portal. Not just the controls but the spirit of player needed for gaming. He should accept challenges.

All other games gave skills to the players. One way or other they rely on the skills for survival. They do their best to get the stronger skills. Here the players possessed weapons however they should work hard to increase the ability of the weapons.

This was biggest difference of this game portal and the games present in the market. Jake himself always wished some extraordinary skills for his in-game characters. It was pity that he never crossed the practice bot area.

Other team members were enjoying or sometimes cursing the fresh game setting but they could easily control their weapons. They could fasten the pace of their controls. They act on their will. Jake struggled for every control. They could not see his kicking behind the screen. For sudden and small active controls he pushed his right arm but the numb arm rarely gave needed results.

He was pushing his limits only to get at the level seven. Jake felt that level seven could lessen his worry a bit. His level three Exp was adding up slowly.

Most of the time his actions were slower than the team sometimes team head, Ahram or Albert stayed behind. They made sure that the younger player should not feel down.

They appreciated his struggle. (The spectators on all servers were moved too. They wanted to know where this younger player would give up. Most of them put bets on this possibility. Some thought that he would give up at the level three. Since every level was spot higher so did the difficulty level. They were hundred present sure that the younger player would give up. Just that they wanted to know at what level he would be killed eventually.

The team supported him until now. The spectators were curious at what point the team members would start hating the slow player. Various aspects kept their curiosity at the peak. Whenever they thought that the kid would become useless for the team then suddenly he appeared invulnerable and necessary part of the team. Despite all consistencies and inconsistencies the spectators were enthusiastic about the level completion.)

Jake was well aware about the gossips and the rude backtalk of the enemies. He could not neglect all those waiting for his demise. They did not want to see him in the game at first place.

His presence was threat for them. They might have killed him however they were convulsing with the fury knowing that kid left his home. Later they found out where he was currently.

Alas they could not do anything to the headquarters of the \'Sovereign Rulers\' for this they were preparing dumb guild leaders to at least stay in the game for longer time.

Two presidents of the concerned teams were hiding their face because they teams could not clear half of the game level. It was shame for their teams and for them.

They retired those teams and kicked the guild heads for rest of their gaming career. In fact they would not be able to keep continue their career anywhere in other games too. No one would hire them as potential players or pro players.

This type of pro players could only bring shame to the games. Jake was thankful that \'Sovereign Rulers\' was not cruel like others.

The CEO of the game was intellectual personal. He did paper work before selecting players.

Jake took some effort and crossed small rock. They were climbing uneven ground and the rocks.

The man was having trouble for climbing. His shoulder hurt a lot. Despite covering the bleeding kept tainting his clothing. He was so much dedicated that he did not complain.

Clark gave him helping hand. "Just little distance and the first security will appear. The wild hounds are dangerous. They usually do not appear however we are going toward Flame tower without the permission of the Duke so the hounds would attack suddenly. You all should remain alert." The man warned them.

They got attentive. The ground was not plain. The uneven rocks could challenge their existence if the hounds came to stop them. The challenge would be their type of attacks and the ground under their feet.

Currently they were standing at the rocks.

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The soldiers informed that the runners were able to get the guide for their journey. Duke was standing in his main hall knowing that they escaped all hurdles he sat on the chair and removed his small crown.

"Since they have escaped from us only the beasts of the Flame tower could stop them. Else …" Duke did not speak out second concern. The listeners could already understand it.

The king would send his men to behead him soon if the runners got the precious tear from the Flame tower. He could not send more men to stop arena runners.

He used his utmost means to stop them now the fate was standing in front of him. Anytime soon he would meet it.

The runners were standing at the small rocks.. As soon as the man informed about wild hounds they could hear the rustle in the rearmost long grown bushes.