While Mia and Shurka were chatting, Dawson noticed both of them talking.

'That's the famous [Mia, the Trap], and the other one is …'

A gorgeous girl!

Because he successfully got the SSN from Misha in-game, his confidence as a man increased. He even received messages from [Miss Tiffany] who he thought to be Misha this morning. As a result, Dawson believed that he might be able to score another girl in real life as well.

Dawson puffed his chest and walked toward the two.

…

"How did you do that? My father … I meant the professor hasn't taught us this far yet!"

"I-It was a fluke. Ahaha."

"Psychic abilities aren't a fluke! Where have you learned this?"

"Just kidding. It was from my middle school. I attended the reserve training program."

Shurka blinked as she could not remember that there was a reserve training program in her middle school. However, she recalled that, a few years ago, her parents talked about the military and the government's child soldier project which they refused to send Shurka there.

"The reserve program … Right! They must have taught you there!"

"Ahaha, yes. I learned a lot over there."

"Can you teach me about it? Please?"

"Err, you will have to master the telepathy and blood cell manipulation. Also … Hmm?"

At this moment, Dawson approached them and coughed, "Sapnu puas, h.e.l.lo. You are Shurka, right? I'm Dawson from the same cla.s.s. This is the first time I'm talking to you."

Mia cringed when he heard the old meme words "sapnu puas" again in the real world.

'Small d.i.c.k?'

Mia recognized Dawson right away. Even though his body physic and height was the opposite of his character in-game, the "sapnu puas" was not a lie.

Meanwhile, Shurka's face distorted, yet she was on the verge of laughing. Had she not been in the middle of the psychic practice cla.s.s right now, she would have died from the laughter.

'Did he realize that he just said [Send Nudes] upside down? Wait a minute, is he trying to pick me up by chance?'

Dawson continued talking, "Well, since we're in the same cla.s.s, let's exchange our SSN so we can get to know each other better. I've also master today's practice already. If you have any trouble with the lesson, you can always ask me."

Shurka grinned, "Thanks for the offer, but I already have my personal teacher."

"Hmm?"

Shurka sat beside Mia on the bench and hugged his arm, "He's my private teacher. He even attended the reserve training in the middle school, you know? If you want to compare the experience, he is the expert here."

"Sapnu puas, is he? Then, I won't embarra.s.s myself any further. Good day, then."

"Kekeke, good day to you, too."

Dawson walked away from the two, dejected from the failed attempt.

On the other hand, Shurka stuck out her tongue after Dawson had turned around. She whispered to Mia while she still hugged his arm.

"Did you hear that? He just said [Send Nudes]?"

Mia did not know if he should enjoy the soft sensation from his arm, or he should laugh at [Small d.i.c.k].

"He's … probably in the middle of a punishment game or something."

"Forget about that pervert. Let's continue! Can you give me the tips?"

"Err, okay."

Until the cla.s.s was over, Mia spent his time teaching the technique he learned to Shurka, who enjoyed listening to his voice.

…

The bell rang as the school was over. Mia rushed home to play the game as soon as possible.

Mia hummed as he stared at the floating monitor before him while he was flying in his jet suit. It was the details of Shurka's contact SSN and their private chat room.

'I've made a normal friend! Woooooo!'

…

…

Seven days pa.s.sed in-game.

It was 4 AM, the final day of the boot camp for Misha.

Joan looked at Misha with a proud smile.

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Status

Name – Misha

Cla.s.s – Una.s.signed Combat Cla.s.s

Level – 12

EXP – 1,242/2,000

Free Attribute - 55

Attributes

STR – 136/1,002 (68.58%)

VIT – 108/1,002 (93.59%)

AGI – 197/1,000 (41.43%)

DEX – 165/1,000 (47.70%)

INT – 500/1,000 (0%)

WIS – 375/1,000 (31.61%)

Luck – 18/100

STM - 104/1000 (85.07%)

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"I'm glad that I was harsh on you. Well, it's your last day, so I'll tell you a secret. You can't raise your INT within the boot camp!"

"…"

"What's with that expression!? It's the super-secret that I risked my career telling you!"

"I can tell from looking at my EXP, ma'am."

"Pfft! You are no fun. Well, here's the real secret. After the boot camp, you can't gain EXP from any type of workout so the trick that you used before you went to bed won't be effective anymore. I hope that you have gained enough physical attributes before the time is over."

Misha smiled back. She had earned them through her hard work and the torturous drills. Thus, she was confident that she could pick the pilot cla.s.s after graduation.

Joan's smile disappeared, "But here's the bubble breaking bad news, all Air-Force combat cla.s.ses have many branches. Only those with enough status can pick the right route. For example, your dreamt pilot cla.s.s has a strict requirement of physical attributes and high INT and WIS. If you don't have enough stats, you will be forced to pick another career."

Misha's face fell, "Do you know the exact amount that they require?"

"250 INT, 250 WIS, and the rest must be over 150."

Misha rechecked her status again. She did not have enough status even if she were to distribute all free attributes to the STR, VIT, and STA.

Realizing that she could not meet the requirement, her heart stuck at her throat.

"You don't have enough stats, aren't you?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, the last day event is designed for all combat cla.s.s players. We will give you a free day of hunting, and we'll give you a package of supplies. For the entire day, you can volunteer to be dispatched on the wasteland with your platoon or solo. Well, because we're giving you bullets, weapons, and all the supplies you need, we'll take whatever the loot you get when you return. Will you take the chance?"

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Quest Objective:

- Experience what lies outside of the city wall.

- Survive until the time limit exceeded.

Time Limit: Until 12 AM.

Reward: Additional free attributes, the quant.i.ty depends on the loots you provide to the military base.

Note: If you fail the quest, Sgt. Joan will force a desk job career on you.

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