Mythical World RPG

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Satria just kept quiet because he knew they just wanted to play with him from the start. The proof is that they also brought their drinking containers. After all, they usually eat in the cafeteria or other places, but this time they chose to eat in class instead. At first glance, it was clear their evil intentions.

"Sorry," Satria said slowly.

"Sorry, drink this water! We don't need cheap mineral water like this!" Leo snapped as he opened the mineral water bottle cap and threw it on Satria's head.

Andre and the other students immediately laughed when they saw Satria's clothes were soaking wet like that. Leo had the heart to splash Satria's body again until the two bottles of mineral water were empty. Andre and the others laughed again with their mouths full of food. The other students in the class laughed, too. If only one person didn't laugh, he would also be considered an enemy by the elite group of children in that class.

"How come you're not thirsty anymore, right?" asked Arga, pretending to care.

"Don't pity him. He drinks and gives him food," said Andre, handing him a bottle of chili powder that was still tightly sealed. That means they bought it on purpose to t*****e Satria.

"Open your mouth, brother. The plane is coming. I'm just blowing it," said Arga, moving the bottle of chili powder that Arga had opened near Satria's mouth. But Satria immediately turned his head, and Andre suddenly stood up.

'Beukh'

Andre threw his fist against Satria's stomach until he staggered and grimaced in pain. Leo, from behind, immediately jumped and slammed his knee into Satria's body until he fell to the wet floor. Andre lifted Satria's body again by grabbing his hair.

"Open your mouth or not! Or do you want us to beat you up again, huh?!" Andre snapped while glaring.

Satria was forced to open his mouth, not for fear of being beaten again or afraid of fighting Andre. But he knew all of that would be pointless and would only add to the problem. At that moment, Arga immediately sprinkled all the chili powder in the bottle into Satria's mouth.

"Hahaha .." Andre and the others laughed again with satisfaction. When the bell rang, Satria started to shed tears in his eyes because it was spicy in his mouth and hot in his throat.

"Cough-cough," Satria coughed again and sat on the wet floor, clutching his throat. Satria had swallowed the chili powder all at once, and it was impossible to vomit again. That's when they could hear someone's footsteps from behind the door.

Andre and all the other students hastily packed up their food containers. They sat neatly in their chairs while Satria was still tormenting and trying to get up. A male math teacher was already standing before him, watching Satria.

"What is this? Why is the floor so wet?" asked the math teacher fiercely.

"Here, sir, Satria fell, he said in the swimming pool. He even forced him to wear soaking wet clothes to class," Andre replied.

"Is that Satria?" asked the math teacher while looking at Satria sharply. Still, Satria couldn't answer because he was too hot.

"What kind of student are you! Go dry your clothes first, then come back again!" expelled the math teacher while pointing at the exit. Without saying much, Satria immediately ran outside. The goal this time was the toilet. Outside he ran into Maya and her friends. They immediately laughed at Satria.

"The sissy is crying, right?" Maya mocked.

"Maybe he was rejected by his crush," said another, laughing. But Satria ignored them and kept running to the toilet.

In the toilet, he just drank as much tap water as possible. Finally, after vomiting a few times, the spicy taste in his mouth and the heat in his stomach subsided. Satria immediately took off his wet clothes and hung them on the headboard to dry quickly. Slowly Satria regained his breath while clenching his fists.

"Bastard!" Satria grumbled angrily.

"Everyone in this school is a total jerk!" continued Satria. He knew that the math teacher would be able to guess what was going on. Moreover, Andre and the others' misbehavior would have been known to them. But because their parents were elite people, all the teachers and school staff did not dare to move.

After his clothes dry, Satria returns to his class, where the lesson seems to have started. But when Satria entered the math teacher, he immediately glared at him, and all the other students laughed. Satria directly looked around him as if trying to guess what else Andre had been doing while going to the toilet.

"That's the man, sir!" said a bespectacled male student named Vanzard. He is the most brilliant student in his class after Satria. Still, his attitude and behavior are the same as Andre and his friends.

"Sir, what are you doing with your homework! Everything is wrong! It's even ridiculous!" snapped the math teacher while showing Satria's book.

"Look at Andre and the others! They were all right!" the math teacher rebuked again while throwing Satria's book.

At that moment, Satria caught him and looked at his homework. He confirmed that the answer was hilarious. Whereas earlier, he did it correctly according to what he wrote in Andre's book and the others. After looking carefully, it turns out that there are torn marks on Satria's book. Suddenly, Satria stares at Vanzard in the distance, who instead glares.

"Sorry, sir, everything is foolish," said Satria.

"Hahaha.. how come the scholarship student is filling out his homework? It's ridiculous!" Maya mocked.

"Oh, I'm embarrassed for other scholarship holders," said Andre.

"Surprisingly, he's been ranked second under me, really embarrassed," added Vanzard.

"He must be cheating every test!" Leo said with a laugh.

"Sit down, Sat! Do your homework again!" the math teacher orders. Satria just looked down and sat down at his desk again. But when he wanted to write, all his writing instruments were gone.

"My pen is missing, sir," said Satria. At that moment, all the students in the class laughed again.

"That's my business, too?" asked the math teacher with an annoyed face.

Finally, Satria was immediately permitted to buy a ballpoint pen and returned to his class with a bow. Until after school, he continued to get insults and insults from his peers. Every school day for Satria seemed to last a year. Every day he was tortured and humiliated by his peers as if he was never bored and tired.

After arriving at his rented, Satria immediately took a shower, ate, and rested. After that, he immediately turned on his computer, which he bought after three months of side work. Today, Satria immediately used his headphones and entered the most popular MMORPG type game, the Mythical World RPG game.

"It seems that today I will destroy all the existing dungeon bosses again," said Satria while smiling, looking at the monitor screen.

It was in this game that he vented all his frustrations. In just one night, Satria completed the most challenging dungeon in the Mythical World RPG game alone. Even though usually a squad full of 10 people can only achieve a dungeon in two days.

Satria's game account is now even at the maximum level of 70. He has completed all events, from rare to ordinary, and all missions in the game without taking a long time. His account name is Loner King, which is very appropriate because Satria always plays games alone without having friends. To be more precise, he doesn't want to have friends after everything that happened to him.

Satria prefers to play solo regardless of the mission and event. If a special occasion requires someone else, he usually uses his other backup account. The Loner King account nickname is already well-known among Mythical World RPG game players. Even other players have dubbed the performance as the God of Game account.

Not without reason, because Satria is so great at playing the game, he alone is enough to face an entire party squad of 10 people. It could even be more depending on the opponent's ability. Many famous guilds wanted to recruit him, but he refused. Satria prefers to play solo rather than having to play a duo, trio, squad, or others. It was tough for him to trust anyone again after everything had happened.