Secret's! [War Of K-M-DGsp-M4221] Locked OSO.0
[B1-1] World Peace

Waking up from his long sleep, Ret immediately got up and walked to the bathroom.

Washing his face and looking at the mirror, he stared at the familiar oriental face of him that was reflected off the mirror before him. Black eyes are thick with white skin, like a man in general.

He exited the bathroom as the sound of knocking on the door rang out from outside his room.

Opening the front door of the room, Ret saw the back of a black bulter uniform of a servant coming down the stairs.

And there was only one newspaper in the slit of the door of his room.

He picked up the newspaper and turned around while closing the door.

A simple room where there is one door to the bathroom that is right in front of him, the bed, the ledger on the table and the chair―all made of wood.

Ret has been living in this Area.0 Lodging Room since she stepped on her adult life. And the parquet floor he peaked, making it warm to pass the cold of the night. That's why he lives in Area.0 even though the Lodging Building looks very ancient, and is more expensive when compared to other inns.

“Although there .Wix and,” murmured while turning over the newspaper sheet, “Television in the Dining Room of this inn,” then his black eyes glittered when he saw a blue stamp that fell from between the sheets of the newspaper and he immediately he took, “Reading paper has its own sensation.”

Starting to read, 2313, September 1, written in the left-top corner of the main page of the newspaper, Ret sat on his bed.

Nervously, he picked up his smartphone while looking at the clock showing at 05.59.58.

Ret accesses the World Bank Mobile Terminal portal, and in his bank account balance shows the number: 432 Credits.

Then, the amount of his balance suddenly increased to: 732 Credits when the time showed at 06.00.02.

“Uh,” sigh Ret, calm back. “For now I am safe. If I get sick this month again, it will be very dangerous.”

The news written in the newspaper was only about world peace as usual.

The one that caught his attention most was definitely in the Medical Robot section. “20% Discount Madical Robot, huh,” he read the title of one of the pages of the newspaper. “Uh, why isn't Medical Robot normal?”

However, there was one news that caused Ret to frown, in addition to news surrounding the Tournament, the launch of a new Robot, and some Party Member politics, as well as cases of ordinary entertainment violations. “Dan,” furious Ret, “they always just make a tadpole. Fortunately this inn is located in District.2―Area.0 which is the majority of the population middle class down.”

He read the news on the last page:

...Blow Big District.5―Area.8!! Top Class Residents Region .......

Reading the title alone he already knew what the news was about. Then he nonchalantly threw the newspaper at the table beside him, then walked out of the room.

In the Dining Room of the inn, Ret was sitting while accessing one of the portals .Wix on his smartphone.

The waitress came to him and said, “As usual, Rat?”

“Ya.” He replied in annoyance while replying his jaw, “Give the best as always, damn.”

Because it is named ‘Ret’, out of nowhere he is always called ‘Rat’ by the people around him. Although he was already familiar with the mention of ‘big mouse’ in such an English accent, but still made him a little careless.

When all dishes containing food are served at his dining table, the account balance on the World Bank Ret Mobile Terminal portal is automatically reduced due to additional dishes ordered by him.

Two fairly large breads filled the plate, a deep yellow soup that only looks like a floating carrot, as well as a salad-mayo on the Ret dining table.

Every inn in the various District―Area definitely provides food. By paying 10 Credits, the residents of Area.0 could live a good life for one day in the Lower Class Residential Area Inn.

Some of the Justice-man members guarding Area.0 security were sitting in groups, ordering food.

Although crime is rare in the Lower Class Residential Region, Ret sees some of them as Army-man Soldiers.

Maybe they are short of credit, he thought.

Every morning he would always pay attention to the Justice-man Members who were eating, and listen to their conversation to get some free information. Because earlier, he was thinking of entering the Security School.

However, upon seeing the Army-man Warrior now he thought back.

Ret mutters, “Soldiers, huh. Do I have to enter Military School alone,” while turning his eyes to the group in black uniforms who began to eat their ordered dishes. “And if I don't remember wrong ...”

Yesterday, I heard one of the new Justice-man Members keep complaining, he thought later, while tearing one of the loaves, about the rising entrance fees of the Security School, and the Credit budget for Justice-man had been reduced. The strangest ....

“Why are Army-man Soldiers in a Lower Class Resident Area like this?” muttered Ret, looking back at the Army-man Warriors. “There is no way they are short on Credit, because ..”

In the World System rules clearly listed: ‘Unit Army-man’ above ‘Unit Justice-man’. Ret is accessing one of the Wolrd Mobile Terminal portals on its smartphone.

He became more hesitant to choose between a Security School or a Military School. But not thinking for long, he shook his head and exited the Dining Room of the inn.

I'll think about it later, Iah, Ret thought.

As he walked towards the nearest Kombini, “Uh!” he bumped into a white-robed adult man like a scientist wearing round glasses.

The adult man dropped files strewn across the pavement and reached the pedestrian street, and some of the files reached the middle of the highway.

Ret said, “Maaf―” while running small to the middle of the highway, then took the scattered files.

After collecting all the sheets of the file, he walked towards the adult man who was squatting tidying up the sheets of the file.

This, he thought as he read one of the sheets of the file, a game that requires us to save the World, and fight something unclear called ‘they’?! Why does he have a file like this?

Because all games like that have disappeared 200 years ago. If anyone posts a light game in .Wix alone will be instantly erased on its own. There are only Battle Fighter and War games that survive in .Wix―it was as if someone was at war with a child of the World System called: .Wix (World Imagination X).

If sell entertainment “Non-Fisik” or “Fisik” outside illegally, monthly credit will be withdrawn and plus a prison sentence of several months. Or if the offender works, his income tax will be raised to 75%, for life. Income tax increased by 75%, it was the same as me working rode, Ret thought after reading one of the portals .Wix on his smartphone.

“You want to play a troublesome game like this―although I do not like the game sih―” Ret stop saying when reading one of the strange words on one sheet of file that says: ‘.Ark’'s.

Ret asked while handing over all the files in her hand, “If I'm not mistaken, to access the portal ‘.Ark’ must use the internet, right? Isn't that illegal?”

Ret suddenly knitted her brows and crouched down before the adult man. Should I report it?

“Ah,” the adult man was surprised and opened his mouth wide, then said, “This is just for research.”

“Hummm ...” Ret was a little suspicious, but she shook her head after seeing the white robe the grown man was wearing. Although their hair was both black and disheveled. “This, then I'm sorry.”

Ret also left the adult man who was still tidying the sheets on the ground. And continued his journey to buy daily necessities in nearby Kombini.

After 45 minutes had passed, he had just returned to the two-story Lodging Building. The inn is quite large and spacious, with the entire construction of the building made of wood.

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