The day ended and after having dinner everyone in the new batch showed joyous faces. This was because for the first week everyone had a massage session!
When Param first heard of this, he became excited after he recalled the encounters shown in his porn archive. Those oiled milfs, those lustful moans,…
Alas, his dreams were shattered when his vision was bombarded by a group of broad-armed middle aged men and obese aunties.
Although the masseurs weren't good looking, the massage was extremely effective. Param came out with a white face from the massage room, and his dorm-mates became worried and asked him.
"What happened?"
Param sighed as he remembered the wandering hands of the masseur. "Don't ask."
After the massage everyone gathered and went to the 'Radio Room' meant for the new batch.
The Radio Room was a large room, with many sofas and chairs in it. Near a wall was a large radio, and on both of its sides two speakers were attached to it.
Param looked at the radio which looked like a home theatre and smirked disdainfully as he found it amusing.
Actually, Param was impressed by the methods of this world. Because of the massive scaled wars in the Warring and the Global Civil War Era, the technology of this world was discontinuous and disharmonious. As such, whatever technologies the world had, it was very smartly abstracted.
Thus, if one didn't have the required authority or a particular status, one wouldn't even know a certain technology existed in his or her entire lifetime.
For example, the majority of the people had never seen the so called television in the Cities or the fabled internet in the Star Cities and the Capital.
The radio was switched on, and the students of the new batch chatted with each other softly as they heard the radio speak. After a few days, the girls of the batch had become comfortable with the boys, and many of them were bold enough to sit beside them and chat.
"….the Peacekeeping Alliance has agreed to the terms of the United Ancient Empire, and would soon dispatch a team of Peacekeepers to explore the radiation hole…"
"….the Eldest daughter of the Crapito Martial Lineage, Lisa Crapito, is now visiting the domain of the Gold Clan, which borders our True Fate Country. The Gold Clan was handed over the domain by the Second True Master, True Master Martin Cloud for a period of one hundred years. That time has passed, and the ownership of the land has become a topic for debate…"
"…the internet is now viral with a short video in which the Secular Protector of our True Fate Country, Great Grandmaster Bala Waterwood was trying out a burger for the first time. After trying he looked at the video and even praised it by shouting: 'I'm lovin' it!'…."
Param almost choked on his spit when he heard this!
The girls secretly looked at the boys and compared them with their seniors. In these four days, the girls were enamored by those handsome hunk seniors who had chiseled muscles and a muscular aura. Compared to them, they felt that the boys in their batch were a little lacking.
Unfortunately, except for a few seniors who had bleak futures, the other good seniors were either taken by the beautiful seniors or were fully focused on their careers and didn't spend time on things like love.
Next day arrived, and their instructor, who was a Martial Warrior named Shining Frog, also famous as the Combat King's only son, forced them to stand in the horse stance. It wouldn't be a problem for a short while, but he told them to stand for the whole day!
The instructor patrolled around them with a wooden stick, and if someone wobbled they'd be beaten up viciously. No matter boy or girl, there was no mercy, and soon everyone had purple marks over their thighs.
Starting from ten in the morning, the instructor finally released the brats at four in the afternoon. As soon as he declared the end of practice, the whole batch collapsed, and pitiful moans filled the ground. Even the girls, who usually cared about their image didn't bother even though their faces were eating dirt.
After dinner Param looked at the massage room with a pale face and reluctantly entered. This time he chose a kind looking middle aged lady. At least he would feel less disappointed this time!
The next two days were the same, and weekend finally arrived. After their last session of the week ended, the Boss of the Leaping Frog Martial Club, Combat King Red Frog personally arrived to tell them news.
"Kids! The next three days would be a holiday, after which you'll have two options. First! You remain in the normal course, and your strength will increase linearly. Achieving the rank of a Martial Warrior won't be difficult in five to seven years. "
"Second! You sign up for the Rapid Foundation Training Program, and represent the club in various activities. But let me warn you! The training program is strict, and if you cannot fulfill its conditions you'll directly be kicked out the club. Also, you'll have to sign the 'Blood Contract', which means that your opponent won't be held accountable if you die in a fight. At the same time, you will be a part of the Peacekeeping Reserve Force, and you'll have to answer their summons every time the Alliance calls you!"
Saying this and looking at the blank expressions of the brats, the boss returned with a smug face.
Soon night arrived.
Param furrowed his brows as he thought about his future while sitting near the window. His dorm-mates were deep in sleep, with no worries for their future.
With his talent and hard work, he was sure that he'd grab a good position in the government, and even do something worthwhile in the private sector.
But should he be satisfied by being a local snake?
He stared outside the window and his vision fell on the moon in the sky.
The moon looked beautiful, except that one third of it was missing.