Artland Series: MINORITY TALENT
New Division

"This rule is no longer in effect!" Agung Tirtayasa announced while tearing one of the announcement papers from the class wall and then squeezing it. "You all graduated today" he said. "So you're no longer a Talent. You're all assets!" He adds.

The whole class sighed and bowed. They were no longer interested in achieving any achievements now.

"So, as much as possible take good care of yourself from today, try also to take care of each other because you are all equally valuable!" Agung Tirtayasa.

There are only 44 Talents left after last night's attack. The mysterious division then sends 100 new Guardians in place of the dead. Much less than the amount he sent the first time.

"From now on you will be divided into teams." Agung Tirtayasa explained. "For those of you who follow the racing program please separate!"

Naomi stared around observing the faces of her three best friends with a heavy heart. Ika Apriani, Ary Caroline and Esther Maria patted her shoulders encouragingly. The girl got off her bench and joined Reyhan Ibrahim and 12 other children, becoming the only woman on the racing team after Elijah disappeared.

"Capoeira!"

Esther turned to Ika and Ary Caroline. Ika smiled wryly with a sad look. Ary Caroline brandished a fist while forcing a smile. Esther gently patted Ika's shoulder and stood up. Then he walked up to his team in Monica Deborah behind him.

At a glance Agung Tirtayasa glanced at Monica Debora with a sour look. Then back to face forward. "Programmer!"

Old Man then stood up followed by everyone's gazes.

Ary Caroline blinked one eye at Ika Apriani and then got up from her stool and followed the Old Man.

"Luck!"

Five long-haired men whose average age was in their thirties moved from their respective benches. One of the men approached Ika's bench then gripped the girl's arm and pulled her. "Neng, come with Brother dangdutan, yuk!" The man teased her.

Making Ika buyak.

The whole class finally chuckled to break the ice in the room.

Agung Tirtayasa smiled faintly watching it. Finally, he said in his heart. May this kind of joy return to the way it was. He wishes. He looked around at the Guardian line that remained around the room. And no one seems to mind that.

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Gilang Wibisana flicked her hair back, then crouched down in front of the fireplace and bent her head inside. Shortly his three Paravish companions joined near the hearth.

Dusk fell into the fireplace after wearing the heat-resistant gloves he found on a pile of firewood by the side of the fireplace. He groped the inside of the fireplace and soon his hand touched the metal bar he had thought was a lever. He tried to pull it and sure enough. As soon as he lowered the lever, the inner wall of the fireplace simultaneously shifted open.

"This is your new uniform!" Agung Tirtayasa announced, pointing to several Guardians who were handing out packages to each team. "You have 30 minutes to clean up and change your clothes. Then back to class."

The class groans. He said the new rules were no longer in effect, they murmured.

The class groans at the same time. But then it got up from their respective benches, leaving a thumping and creaking sound that blazed across the room. Instantly the room turned rowdy. Some are still grumbling. Describe a life that returned to normal.

After everyone goes back to class. Agung Tirtayasa announced a new task.

Racing teams were then led out of the building and scattered around the building accompanied by each Guardian in racer uniforms.

Old Man and Ary Caroline were sent to the basement accompanied by 4 Guardian guards and 2 computer experts from the division.

While Ika Apriani and the five long-haired men were placed in the topmost attic of the building with their Guardian. Some members of the Archery team are placed in each hallway on each floor of the building.

Capoeira's team is housed in the front, side and back yards of the building. Esther Maria and Monica Deborah remain in the Personality Class room as Bishop. This is not the right position for Monica Deborah. The Guardians have seen Esther Maria's abilities. But Monica Deborah was placed with him for a different reason.

"What about the Sleeping Princess?" A Guardian asked Agung Tirtayasa as he pointed to Deasy Snoring who was sleeping on his desk.

Agung Tirtayasa responded with a faint smile. "You'll see for yourself later," he said. "For a while let him stay in this room!"

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Ryan Gunawan parked his motorcycle in front of a Coffee Shop. Then enter the Coffee Shop with a sour face. He ordered a cup of coffee then looked for the quietest seat in the corner of the room. Since the program was taken over by a foreign division, he had never again communicated with his Paravis partners. He tries to distract her by doing other activities. But it always ends up in the corner of the Coffee Shop. For Ryan Gunawan to be alone in the corner of the Coffee Shop only means one thing.

Seeking tranquility!

But today Ryan Gunawan chose the wrong Coffee Shop. Or it was just the wrong day.

A woman in her thirties, knew about entering the place in a state of already crying. I don't know where he started it. Then another woman of her age followed him behind her. Before long the woman picked the table closest to Ryan.

Ryan groaned as he twisted his eyeballs. He could not bear to hear women crying.

"I can't believe he hid this place from me, and hid the women who kept it as well." soed the woman.

****! Ryan couldn't take it anymore. That conversation, nothing is not good to hear. I hate Indonesian soap opera drama, grunts in my heart. Soon he got up from his seat, then walked over to the cashier's desk, paid the bill and got out of the place.

A large group of modified bikers flashed in front of the Coffee Shop, dominating the highway at high speed, leaving a whizzing, ear-splitting rumbling sound. Making everyone in his path scream in fear and curse.

Ryan looked at her with a frown. What's the matter? He asked in his heart. He also joined the motor modification community. But their numbers are now equivalent to the combined tens of communities from 10 regions. With such a high speed, there was only one possibility that was the trigger. That is, mass assault.

Without a second thought Ryan Gunawan then drove his motorcycle to follow the mob. And stunned, so aware of their target of invasion.

MINORITY CENTERS!