The Metaverse World

The Metaverse World
Anushka Pavilion


Heru Cokro could understand his feelings. The difference in his abilities in the real world and in the game made him unable to react suddenly. In reality, she is the daughter of the Sandalwood Family and has the support to pursue and seduce Heru Cokro. With such a background and strength, he could chase whoever he wanted and love whoever he loved. Unfortunately, a major change made all this disappear.


The financial group of the Cendana Family who rule the Javanese economy can only fight to survive in the game. In contrast, Heru Cokro who was an ordinary person had undergone a huge change, becoming the center of attention of hundreds of thousands of players. This great change was not something that one could adapt to in a short period of time.


Heru Cokro hugged her and said softly, “Dumb girl, everything is not as complicated as you think, let nature take its course. Besides, don't you want to build a sect to become the sect leader for many people? If you really manage to do it, you will be of great help to me.”


"Will a sect really help you?" Maharani's eyes flashed with a hint of emotion.


Heru Cokro nodded. “Yah of course. Our guard captain is also a direct disciple of the head of the paddle. If one practiced martial arts and joined the military, it was a huge advantage. Even if he doesn't fight, he can provide intelligence, kill, be a bodyguard, etc. He will also have innate talent.”


"Good, I'll start recruiting students tomorrow." Maharani had done a lot of research to build a sect. Of the 4 main points of cultivation, the shortcoming was 500 students.


“This is the Maharani I know!” Heru Cokro said happily.


Maharani gently hit him. "You only know how to make people happy and blush shy."


The two kept on talking to each other. Especially Heru Cokro who describes his experience in the game, how he completed the mission, how he built the Javanese Subdistrict of Dwipa, how he faced the siege of monsters, and how he built the Java Alliance Dwipa.


Maharani was completely engrossed in her story, as if she had gone through the entire experience with him and filled in her lost memories. Heru Cokro in front of him slowly became the man in his memories, joining the past once again and now there was no distance between them.


The night was dark, the moon was hanging in the sky, and everything was silent, the only sounds were crickets and frogs in the corner.


Heru Cokro asked him to rest early, while he returned to the main courtyard and started cultivating.


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The next day, Heru Cokro brought Aryasatya Wijaya around the Java region of Dwipa. Compared to the magnificent and advanced Javanese District of Dwipa, Aryasatya Wijaya felt that Indrayan Village was a small, primitive village. That's very worrying.


The Empress immediately did as she said and asked the guards for help, pasting the student recruitment notice at the north and west gates. Sect players could accept players as well as NPCs.


The notice that Maharani made was very powerful and interesting.


“You want to destroy the wall? Want to travel the world with one skill? You want to become famous with one sword? The paladins of the Daksayani generation who possessed the Songo Yoni Scriptures and the Samudramanthana Sword Technique, were recruiting students. The number of slots is limited, so please contact the manager of the residence of the ruler of Zahra.”


Maharani is very clever, using the name of the ruler's residence to recruit people, so as to increase his reputation.


After posting the notice, the Empress did not slack off and instead had Heru Cokro arrange for some guards to follow her out to find a suitable place to build her sect.


Heru Cokro wanted him to establish a sect within the region, so he didn't need to travel much. However, he did not want to rely too much on him and he said that a sect that was not in the mountains was not the right sect.


Heru Cokro was helpless and could only follow what he wanted.


In the afternoon, Aryasatya Wijaya returned to Indrayan Village. When Maharani was still outside, he did not see her leave and made her laugh bitterly.


At night, as dinner approached, the Maharani returned.


Maharani shook his head sadly. "'No! The eastern part of the region is basically a forest and there are not even hills, let alone mountains.”


Heru Cokro nodded his head. “Tomorrow I'll follow you to the west side. It is a mountainous area there, so there will be something suitable.”


"All right!"


At dinner, Fatimah laughed, “Kakak, shouldn't the east page also have a name?”


Heru Cokro nodded and looked at the Empress. "Fatimah's right, do you have any idea of her name?"


The Empress was excited and said, "What about Anushka Pavilion?" He looked at Heru Cokro excitedly.


Of course, he agreed.


Fatimah giggled, very rarely did she see Heru Cokro so tenderly.


“Sister, do you have time tomorrow to come to the tailor shop? I'll help you sew some clothes.” Laxmi, the little girl, started launching her garment attack.


Maharani's eyes sparkled. “Great, I always hear about how good your skills are. Looking at all your dresses, I feel very envious.” The maharani is really jealous. Yesterday Rama showed off all his dresses. Dresses are something that girls cannot resist.


Laxmi smiled slightly. He wasn't too close to her, so he wasn't as playful as when he was in front of Heru Cokro.


Heru Cokro saw Rama sitting beside the Maharani, saying, “Rama, there is still a week before the school reopens. You can't be so naughty. Look how wild you are in such a short time.”


Rama laughed with shame. The little boy knew that he was playing too much during the holidays. Combined with not doing homework, he was completely insane and careless.


“I know." Rama nodded sweetly, and sighed like an old man. "Oh, Rama wants to grow up fast."


"What does this have to do with growing up fast?"


“After I grow up I can be like a sister who does not need school.” Rama's words made perfect sense.


Heru Cokro almost fainted. This boy used to be very happy to go to school, but only with one holiday his heart went wild.


"You, ah, very funny." Heru Cokro said helplessly. “From tomorrow onwards, I will invite a teacher to teach you Javanese when you do not go to school.”


Rama frowned. "No!"


"What?" Heru Cokro had no choice but to become a cruel older brother actor.


The little boy was smart and knew that he would get angry, so he did not dare to refute him anymore, turned to the Empress and said pitifully, "Ka~kak!"


Maharani naturally indulges Rama and is almost touched by his shining little eyes, yet he is unable to override Heru Cokro's right as his foster brother, causing him to shake his head, which makes Rama depressed.