" No, move it to the right."
"How about here."
" Fine, put the box down. That should be the last one Mr. Gilmore, we will take our leave." said the mover's boss.
"Thank you for the help." I sighed in relief when the workers finally left.
'So I actually transmigrated into a new world and body. I wonder what exactly happened to Gilmore that allowed for my arrival.' I shake my head before proceeding to take a look at my new home.
The wooden floor and red bricked walls gave the house a warm sense of comfort. Turning his head he could see the boxes in the corners. Taking a sniff you would be able to smell the scent of a new home. The boxes were filled with daily necessaries that I would need to survive.
" I better get started with unpacking all the boxes. Tomorrow is when I'm going to be assigned my job." I said before moving to the closest box.
...
A few hours ago
" Sir, I believe that we should put him on the watch list as from his reaction and further tests of his physical abilities he doesn't have the abnormalities for a D-class." Suri gave her opinion on Nassim.
" What else." Chief Hansen said with a sharp look and a large amount of focus pointed towards looking at Suri.
" From the assessment I believe that we should relocate him to one of buildings located near the facility so we will be able to react quickly to his sudden changes. The relocation to a better location will help calm him and lower potential unwanted actions." Suri ended up giving her thoughts while patiently waiting for Chief Hansen's response.
Chief Hansen with his stern face that didn't allow for his thoughts to be exposed asks in the same neutral tone " Do you think that Nassim is a good person? What are your thoughts about his character?"
Suri, not expecting those questions, takes a moment to contempt her answer. " From the answers provided from Nassim and the physical examinations currently doesn't seem to be a threat. "
"And from the interrogation he seems to have a normal person's morals and compassion."
After finishing her sentence she paused and hints of realization appeared on her face.
" Sir, it seems that my impression of Nassim has shown irregular improvement resulting in lowering my guard." A grim look appeared on her face.
" He might have become a first-class initiated with non combat abilities. Raising his threat level to D-class and possibly C- class."
" Sir, I have made a grave mistake in judgement and ask for a punishment." Suri takes a bow showing emotions of guilt and regret.
" Relax, you won't be punished since you were able to realize the changes in your thoughts and emotions." Chief Hansen replied after letting the silence linger for precisely 3 seconds.
"As for your analysis of him being D- Class or an initiate you are over estimating his ability. He is at most a half- initiated."
" The only reason you were affected was because you had let your guard down from only dealing with D-class and below after you became an initiated." Chief Hansen continued.
" The measurements that you suggested before are enough. We will follow through with them."
" Thank you very much sir." Suri quickly responded while sighing in relief with her respect for Chief Hansen growing.
' No wonder he was able to become the Chief. It's not just because of his strength but also be his ability to notice the smallest details.'
" You may leave now." Suri heard Hansen nod and turned around and left leaving Hansen alone in the room.
....
*Hhhhaaa*
"That was the last box." I said while finishing that last touches
Looking around, the house have off a different feeling compared to before. The blue carpets with matching curtains.
The glass cup on the kitchen counter and the plates in the cupboards which haven't been close yet. They all added together have the feeling of a home which I haven't felt since coming to this world.
" I'm going to have to purchase some furniture to fill this place up when I have the time. But I won't be able to afford them for awhile." I said while worrying about tomorrow
" They said they would come in the morning to take my new workplace." As I finishes my thoughts I noticed that outside the window that the sun was just starting to set.
Knowing that I won't be able to explore the neighborhood, I had to figure out what I can do to pass the time.
* Ten minutes later*
" I'm so bored. I'm someone who lived during the modern age with technology that could keep us entertained for hours" Nassim said while lying down on his back.
" Man I really wish I had my phone so I could at least play some games. Even the simple ones that are just made to get us to open our wallet's."
* Brrr... Brrr....Brrr*
A sound rang inside Nassim's head while he jetted up for where he was lying with excitement.
" Holy Shit. Could it be that I'm going to acquire a system? It was already unbelievable that I reincarnated but now I'm going to get a golden finger as well."
While waiting for the sounds to end and his system to turn on, Nassim stood up and calmly walked to his room and shut the door and the curtains on the windows to leave the impression that he was going to bed.
' Better safe than sorry. Is that how that phase went.' Nassim thought
* Brrr...Brrr..Bloop*
There was a long silence that covered the room.
'Huh' Nassim showed a look of confusion and bewilderment.
' Where is the system?'
The expected voice of the system rings inside his head. There weren't even words appearing in his vision.
After a minute of silence, Nassim noticed something in the corner of his vision.
The was a small square box with a tiny image on it as if trying to the person looking at it some semblance of what it is.
The image of a shadowy figure wears a triangular hat. The hat was of disproportional size to the figure as the rim covered the figure's face.
" Why does this give me a sense of familiarity." After a bit of thought Nassim remembered where the sense of familiarity came from.
" That's the hat from the game Magic Survival. However, the logo of Magic Survival had the color of the hat pure white with a black background."
" But this has the colors inverted with a figure." While confused Nassim tried using his mind to see if it would open.