The Metaverse World

The Metaverse World
Recruiting Sabrang


Heru Cokro did not want to be left behind in the sea battle in the future.


Putting aside such thoughts, he walked forward and knocked on the door of the small house.


"Who is that?" Inside there was a surprised voice. After that, a man opened the door wearing a work uniform and a disheveled mustache, his hair like a bird's nest.


Heru Cokro froze. The image of a person is improved and altered in the game, other than his clothes, Heru Cokro is not sure if this is the right person.


“Halo, my name is Heru Cokro. Are you Sabrang's teacher?


The middle-aged man also froze. "Yes, how did you find this place?"


Heru Cokro relax. Looking at her best friend like this, she felt funny. In the game when Sabrang talks about his past, the most he refers to is 2 billboards and not about his clothes.


Heru Cokro did not answer and laughed. "So, aren't you going to invite me in?"


Sabrang was straightforward and not afraid of Heru Cokro having ill intentions, so he invited her in.


When he entered, the entire house was like a thermal weapons museum. Different types of rifles and pistols were scattered everywhere. In addition, there are special tools for making weapons and ammunition.


Seeing Heru Cokro interested in such a weapon, Sabrang became a little excited.


He did not pursue to find out how Heru Cokro knew his name and instead warmly introduced Heru Cokro to his weapons and stats.


Heru Cokro could understand his feelings. Such a confession was something very important to Sabrang.


In modern society, Sabrang is the only one besides those who specialize in historical weapons who have a deep understanding of these things.


Most importantly, he not only had knowledge, but he also had practical abilities. Only a place without monitoring could allow Sabrang to explore his interests.


Of course, although one could say that it was a dead monitoring zone, it was simply because he did not use weapons to harm others. If not, Vishnu will contact the police to lock him up.


After seeing the Sabrang gun museum, Heru Cokro brought up the main reason for his arrival. “You should have watched the president's speech on television today right?”


Sabrang. "What television speech?"


Heru Cokro almost fainted, he really did not know. People like this are usually the last few people to be taken to the spaceship.


"Can you access the internet here?"


“Of course, if not how do I find information?”


"Open the DAO website to see." Heru Cokro said impatiently.


"See what?"


"Look, this is the most important." Heru Cokro began to use the tone of a friend to talk to him.


Sabrang doesn't care. Maybe it's because it's not easy to meet someone who recognizes him and his job. Then he opened the DAO website.


On the official website, posts and details about the migration are placed in an easy-to-view place. "Galactic migration?" Sabrang looked at Heru Cokro doubtfully.


Heru Cokro nodded.


He was dumbfounded and started reading the articles.


5 Minutes later, when he finished reading. He looked at Heru Cokro in shock. "Is this real?"


“Of course, this afternoon the president spoke on television. This video should also be on the website.” Heru Cokro could understand his doubts.


Heru Cokro left him alone for 10 minutes to calm his mind before saying, “If nothing goes wrong, the government will send you a metaland capsule tomorrow. Do you have a plan?”


He laughed bitterly. “What plans can I have? Someone like me who is not accepted by society, migrating or not, what is the difference?”


“Don't say that, at least you still have family right?”


Sabrang was silent for a long time before saying, “Yes, you were right. I'm an unfilial child. I have to go visit my parents, it's just that I don't know if they'll recognize me.”


In his previous life, Sabrang missed the opportunity because of such thoughts and considerations. This is one of his biggest regrets. So Heru Cokro will not let this history repeat itself.


"Thank you, sir." Sabrang said sincerely to Heru Cokro.


Heru Cokro said, “True, we are brothers. Since you're older, I'll call you mas. To be honest, I have played The Metaverse World from the start and so far have only gotten small results. How about you come and help me in the game, and we'll work hard together.”


"Okay, as long as you don't hate me."


Against some people who had old relationships, they were still unable to have deep conversations. While there are some people who only met once, but look like a friend for life.


"Mas Sabrang, don't be self-deprecating, I believe that your study of thermal weapons can definitely shake the skies in the game" said Heru Cokro.


"You mean, I can still analyze the thermal weapons in the game?" His eyes became bright.


"Fuckin' thick!"


"That's great, I can't wait." Sabrang was very excited.


After exchanging numbers with Sabrang, Heru Cokro did not stay any longer and left.


When he came home, the time was already 17:30. Heru Cokro did not say a word and started cooking.


While eating, Heru Cokro noticed that Rama's eyes were red and said, “Rama, did you cry in the afternoon? Who makes you sad?”


"Bad brother." Exposed by Heru Cokro, Rama is embarrassed.


Heru Cokro could only fall silent. If he did, he would die a terrible death. He deliberately focused on eating and did not say a word.


He Ayu Heryamin and Rama looked at each other and laughed, like a pair of little foxes claiming victory.


After dinner, He Ayu Heryamin started packing. Heru Cokro looked at the bag by bag, and asked hesitantly, "He Ayu, you took all of that away?"


"Yes, I'm not coming back so of course I'll take them away."


"Are you stupid?" Heru Cokro spoke with sarcasm.


"What do you mean!"


Heru Cokro fell silent and said, “Didn't they say clearly that everyone can only carry a small amount of personal items? You can take all of this home, but in the end you still have to leave it on Earth. So, don't you think that you're stupid?”


He Ayu Heryamin froze, and when he regained his mind, he said with a forced smile, “Oh yes, I forgot. I'm really reluctant to throw all this away.”


Perhaps back then, he was completely aware of what galactic migration meant. It's not like moving house, moving from one district to another, but moving from one planet to another.


“Jaga Rama well. We'll meet again at the game.”


Seeing the atmosphere slightly descending, Heru Cokro did not say anything, nodded and returned to his room.