Bryan, who was following Kumiko and Joseph deeper into the house, was studying the layout of the place. He couldn't help but notice the numerous ancient weaponry hanging on the walls. There were Spears,Halberds, Longswords, Katanas,Nodachis, Claymores, Bows, and many more. There were even armors of different countries and eras.Noticing Bryan's attention was on the numerous articles of weapons and armors Kumiko smiled."These things are my husband's collection. The founder and creator of the Ultimate Dojo was my husband. He loved the ancient people's way of fighting so using his understanding of all the martial arts of the past created a modern day martial art that can be used to fight people using modern day weapons such as guns."When Bryan heard her introduction to how their martial art was made he smiled. The father of Maryanne was really similar to his own unarmed combat master. The movements of their martial art was like an inferior version of his master, and even their gaudy nami

Bryan returned to the military base, he was asked to report to the Major. He knew very well that the mission would be over soon, by now the Secretary of Defense would be rounding up whatever it is they were doing. But now, he wasn't here because of the mission, he was here because the Major called him in for something that concerns his mother.“Sir! Private Grayson reporting for duty Sir!”“At ease soldier. Take a seat.” Major Cutthroat replied to Bryan's salute while gesturing him to seat at the chair beside him.“I called you here due to the fact we may have a vital information on your family, the Houstons.”“They are not my family Sir.”“Regardless, their blood runs through your veins. We have info that the Houstons is in collude with Maximus.” Major Cutthroat said and then opened a file in front of him. He took out a USB flashdrive and inserted it into his computer.“Zero compiled a lot of data on Maximus, from his early age till now. He's also some kind of a super soldier, Maximus

Maximus got off the train and headed straight for the cab stand. While waiting for a cab, his mind flashed back to the conversation he had with Esther before his departure.“So what do I tell our clients when they request to see you?” she had asked this question when they were having their dinner.“In all honesty Esther, I have been thinking a lot about the future lately.” Maximus said.“What seems to be bothering you?” Esther asked with concern.“When I arrived at this city with no foothold and at the lowest societal hierarchy, you have been with me, even gave me your father's company, worked alongside me even when I contribute absolutely nothing.” Maximus paused and sighed.“What I am trying to say is that you should take full control of the Ozilla Empire Corporation.” Maximus dropped the bombshell.“WHAT!? ARE YOU CRAZY!?” Esther shouted in annoyance.“You bought the company fair and square, you have invested tons of amount of money and you have used godly influence to attract the

Bryan was amazed by how an individual could compile the life story of people. How did this person even get access to his targets private life? Wait! What if he was being watched by this individual as well?[Ding!The Host should not worry. The one known as Zero can not get to us. If Host wishes, I can show Host virtual information of this Zero]Bryan was glad when he heard what the system said.“Yes please, show me.”[Ding!Transmitting in 3.. 2.. 1..]*[Host is welcome to the early life of Drake Michaelson, aka, Zero]A bright light flashed and a humanoid figure dressed in military uniform appeared. This figure looked exactly human but a bit unrealistic. It looked human, but it wasn't human. It had an oval face, lean body and wavy hair. It's military uniform fitted his tall lean body. This was the character of Drake in the game 'Galaxy'.“Alright, the war between Germinal and the Six Nations is still ongoing. The quest states that I have to meet up an old soldier in a little bunker

“Thank God I have a system!” Drake was ecstatic but quickly discovered that there were several irregularities.'NPC, not a player? Countdown timer? Torturous future ahead?'Drake furrowed his brows as he organized his thoughts.First of all, although he had no idea how the system had transmigrated together with him, he had to treat this world as a new reality, meaning that if he died, he could not bank on being able to respawn like in the game, he will be dead for good.Secondly, he could still access the system's interface despite being classified as an NPC. This suggested that he could still level up like a player, which was good news.Thirdly, if the countdown timer confirmed his suspicions that he had indeed traveled back in time to before the game's launch, did it mean that 'real players' will soon appear?Lastly, and most important of all, the 'torturous future ahead' meant only one thing; he was currently in grave danger!Drake felt indignant. Didn't people who transmigrated no