The Zetta Sonic
Direct Trap

No one talks about a fake Zetta Sonic passing through glass and firing a laser. Alex who initially only wanted to peek, now immediately looked up. He saw Melodiza on top of him looking at the broken glass in the corner there. The figure of Zetta Sonic stood there. His height, his posture, his uniform. Everything attached to the figure belonged to Alex.

“I wouldn't do it if I were you.” The figure made a voice belonging to Alex.

Melodiza let the gun in her hand point down. More precisely, toward Alex's head. Alex himself could see the woman's countenance slightly changing. His expression caught between curiosity and surprise also slightly held back a laugh. Baffled. That sort of thing but with a little extra lapse.

“Who are you?” Melodiza could finally ask.

That voice, this time, did not give any effect to Alex. There was no unrest or noise trying to wash him away. The voice was just like his face. Confused and upset at the same time.

Melodiza turned to Alex who had resumed her play. “What kind of joke is this, Sonic?”

“I'm sure you're talking to me.” The answer came again from the fake Zetta Sonic. When Melodiza turned back to him, she spoke again. “You have absolutely no idea what happened, huh? Don't realize you're being fooled, do you? Hahaha.”.

Alex will remember to protest Emil. He doesn't laugh like that. His laughter is crispier. The laughter that was heard at this moment sounded like a real recording. A little part of Alex begins to worry that Melodiza will notice. Apparently not. The woman was even upset.

Zetta Sonic stepped forward. “You think that we don't know you're trying to figure out who I am?” Slowly, Zetta Sonic's helmet vanished. Each piece goes down to the neck. The fake Alex face behind it was exposed. “How, Melodiza? My face and voice are pretty similar, right?”

Melodiza is real. So did Alex, but he quickly closed his eyes again. Melodiza alternately turned her head to the figure and Alex who was below her. Before long, the woman raised her legs and hurriedly retreated. Alex soon finds out the cause of Zetta Sonic's words.

“Try to look around you. Who got into whose trap?”

Melodiza's body was immediately showered with red dots. Source's clear. A group of people dressed in black ran in from the open door of the classroom. Tiger is at the back. Finding that he was not only surrounded but had been targeted by gunfire, the woman was forced to raise her hand.

“I didn't think that you could get into a trap that easy.” The Zetta Sonic helmet again covered every inch of Alex's fake face. “I will get a bonus soon after this. Turns out you're not as good as people talk about.”

Melodiza clucked in annoyance.

Alex realized he was arrogant. He also realized that the words of the Zetta Sonic were quite reflective of him. Although, to be honest, Alex felt quite upset. His role there at that time was just a victim shot and stepped on. It was fortunate that he was wearing a green screen sheathed combat uniform.

Emil made amazing modifications there. Jason's new clothes and features are a powerful combination to fool the human eye. A layer of green screen covered Alex's body while Jason exuded a picture on him perfectly without any gaps. Gunshot wounds complete with blood even shoe marks over the chest. ICPA technology has always fascinated Alex.

Tiger approached Melodiza, handcuffing the woman's hand to the back of her back.

“Can we talk about this, burly man?” Melodiza tried to talk but Tiger was unmoved.

Tiger did his job quickly. Behind the helmet he was wearing, Tiger had obviously been wearing earplugs. Tiger dragged the woman past Alex and out of the classroom. In the classroom doorway, Emil sculpts. It looked strange to wear a helmet like Tiger's but not a vest or a bullet. Emil wears long pants and a long grey hooded jacket. The hood is now trapped inside the helmet.

Alex awaits. Waiting for any instructions or sentences. Alex chose to stay in place until he realized that all his friends were still staring. Moreover, the black-clothed troops who had been pointing rifles at Melodiza disappeared. Same with the uniform he was supposed to wear.

“That's all illusion?” Alex let his protest slide out. “Everything?”

“Melodiza didn't notice it!?”

“You too,” replied Emil flat.

“I think Jason's hologram can only be used on a plain surface.”

“Not also. That shirt is protecting you. Stretch time. Making Melodiza off guard.”

Emil says things that are not really connected. But Emil was right. With those clothes on, Melodiza felt like she had the upper hand. Alex's play gives Emil little time to put together the fake Zetta Sonic robot.

“Until when want to lie there?” Emil asked. Casually, he dropped a new football. The ball rolled down into the middle of the glass. One hand was still clutching the tablet PC while the other hand was stretched out upward, preparing to provide the foundation for Jason the drone.

“What— What happened?”

“Don't forget your bag.” Emil glanced at Alex's seat.

Alex stood up. He grimaced when he realized there was a sharp pain in his thigh. More precisely, in the position of the former shot. He glanced to find that there was real blood flowing. A drop of fresh blood flowed from the perforated clothes. For a moment, Alex thought he was shot.

“The eggs broke. There was a passage that managed to break through the combat uniform. I'll fix it later,” says Emil.

Alex rubbed his wound. He realized there was indeed a sharp part there. Not something to worry about. ICPA drugs will cure it soon.

According to Emil's words, Alex rushed to his seat. He passed by Willy who was unmoved with a blank look. “They are still under the influence of hypnosis,” Alex said as he picked up his bag.

“They'll be fine. Hypnosis Melodiza will disappear on its own.”

“What will it take long?” Alex carries his bag, approaches Emil. He managed to endure the pain and walked normally.

“Less than thirty minutes. They'll be fine.” Emil repeated his words. The young man lowered his head, completely unwilling to talk to Alex. “I made a license for you. Sudden need. As always. When your friends realized, the lesson hours had changed. Teacher just came in. No one will know what happened.”

“You broke my class glass!”

“I put a soccer ball there.”

Alex had already opened his mouth to answer, unfortunately he did not know which part could be protested. Finally, he changed the topic. “Robot what was that? I did not know that ICPA has such a robot and hologram technology.”

Emil stop. He took off his helmet. My eyes were staring at Alex who had now stopped. “That's because you didn't listen.” That was all Emil said before returning down the school aisle to their car.