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Chapter 53 - Chapter 53 - Two Higher Beings, One Race

A/N - Tomorrow's update will be three chapters.

"If that is the case then, I will like to make the 'Warrior Gravagor' a higher being"

[Purchase will code 1,200 CP since you've already bought an higher being from the orc race]

"So the price hypes up right!?, You love to rip me off,"

[You don't spend it on anything else but this]

"Fine take it from me,"

The system made sure that his ears received the sound of money being removed, making him feel something nearly close to a heart attack.

"My precious CP"

His thoughts were soon interrupted by the emergence of a blinding light that later receded revealing the presence of a large green orc with red eyes and a large ax that laid on his shoulders.

Upon making contact with Shawn, he immediately went on his knees.

"Greetings master," he said.

"Good day Gravagor," Shawn replied.

"I decided to summon you to become a higher being because I need you to do something. Something that involves your domain,"

"Whatever, master requests of me, I will follow,"

Shawn nodded his head before turning to the tab that had not yet closed. He pointed to the red dot in the map, "You see this place. It is where you were born, where you lived and where you were raised"

"I am asking you to develop it. To make the few orc tribes there become stronger and to form a powerful horde that will resist the invasion of any form of intrusion, other orc hordes that might rise up in the future, grow and if possible other races that would want to exert dominance,"

Gravagor nodded his head signifying his zeal and desire to uphold the instructions given to him.

Shawn knew that what he was doing was raising an already formidable race even more formidable but on the other side, this would eventually serve as an experience mode for Gravagor to hone his skills.

"Uhmm master, may I be allowed to ask a question?" he said.

"Go on," Shawn urged.

"How do I go about doing this?"

Shawn looked at him with a puzzling gaze "Explain better please,"

"Should I go about picking messengers, or should I just make myself a part of them and bring them to higher heights or..."

Shawn immediately realized that Gravagor was still new to the business of a higher being.

"I believe that the system already gave you a good idea of the realms in Ornio right?"

Gravagor affirmed his words with a nod

"In that case, go to the higher being realm and observe them for a while. You should then be able to be decide on which move is suitable for you,"

With those words, a blinding light embraced Gravagor after the warrior orc had just greeted Shawn and left.

Shawn immediately laid on the couch, feeling tired and exhausted about all of what he had seen.

"System, shouldn't this be just about the time you tell me that I need to log out,"

[You are correct indeed, however the number of hours set has not been completed yet]

"I think I've seen enough for today though, so kindly

"Then can you at least log me out, so that I might as well enjoy my sleep?"

[Request granted]

[Logging creator out of the world in 3…2…1]

The entire room vanished and Shawn's eyes opened and he immediately rushed to check the timer that was not far from him.

"It seems that I'm an hour early," he looked at the alarm I was surprised at before his eyes began to shut down and he slumped back into his bed.

For the next hour left until the timer started ringing, he had slept off.

He rushed to the bathroom and started brushing his teeth before preparing his hot bat.

After the bath, he was now fully awake and would enter his room with a towel before starting to pack his books for school.

He checked the bag while reciting the timetable from memory trying to confirm if he'd left any notes.

Once he'd confirm that there was nothing to worry about, he'd get changed into school uniforms.

Taking the path down the staircase, a sweet aroma assaulted his senses which told him that it was his mom's cooking.

With his bag at his right hand, he'd immediately rush to the dinning table to taste bacon being served.

"Good morning mum, morning dad" he greeted Roland and Emily who responded

back to him with bright faces.

And like that, the day went by with Shawn carrying his young sister to class before taking himself to his and waiting for the day to end.

"Ahh, I hope you had a good night's rest," says Stephanie.

"Yeah, since two days ago, you've been looking a bit indisposed,"

With a smile, Shawn responds "Yeah, I'm doing fine now,"

Stephanie was about to continue speaking when the sound of the school alarm rang.

"To the hall!" She yelled with her long finger pointing towards the ceiling.

The group of four walked at a normal pace to the blue building that was separate from the two storey building their class was in.

The school was designed to have two storey's and at the center of both was a large building which was the hall.

The part of Shawn's block was located at the east side of the hall.

All four corners of the hall had their doors open to allow students to access it.

The morning assembly soon started with the students all gathered and picked their seats. Before they were made to stand for the morning anthem singing the one for their nation before moving to the school.

And then, they all became seated for the morning prep.

As Shawn, Stephanie, Harry and Charles sat on the green colored seats in the hall with the other students and listened to the words of the headmaster who always handled the prep, Mr Knowles.

The middle aged looking man walked to the wooden podium and spoke to the microphone standing on it.

"Greetings Students, I trust that you have all had a good night's rest today," he said.

"Yes Sir," The students unanimously replied.

"Good. As you all know, today is another day that you'll be learning and I trust that you'll all make the best use of it especially since you are all nearing your midterms,"

His casual tone immediately changed to one of seriousness with his next words.

"To the students of the seventh grade,"

After clearing his throat, he continued

"Since you are nearing the top class of the ladder and the school is in its mid terms for your second semester, I must tell you that after the midterms, we will start choosing prefects,"

Murmurs began to spread from the students in the hall causing the headmaster to cough, managing to return silence to the building.

"Remember that a lot of factors will be taken into consideration when you submit your application and after that,"

Stephanie whispered to Shawn as they both sat at the seats at the far end of the hall.

"So after next week, the prefect's applications will be allowed. Isn't it exciting?" She said, holding her smile.

"For our set though, I wonder who will be chosen as the head," said Harry who sat to the left of Stephanie.

"Academics, Social skills, Records and many others are always taken into consideration for this application," said Charles.

"You all should keep quiet before the headmaster catches you all," Shawn whispered with a low voice causing the other three to immediately keep their mouths shut.

"With that announcement out of the way, I would also like to express my happiness to the eighth grade students who will soon be leaving the confines of middle school and entering the world of high school.

Do well for the exams this year, take them seriously and you'll be able to keep on moving forward,"

And with a few other words and sentences, the morning prep was finished and the students left the hall to go to their classes.

"When Lucas graduates from fifth grade, he'll come over here right?" Stephanie said with a smile.

"It's not as if there's anywhere else that my parents will rather take him to other than here" Shawn shrugged at her words.

The group continued to chat until they reached their classroom and sat on their respective seats.

Stephanie and Harry sat two seats behind Shawn while Charles sat at his right.

The students all dropped their first book on their tables as the first teacher of the day walked in.

"Mr Roberts," They all stood up from their seats and greeted the teacher who had brought his pair of glasses to class.

"Good morning to you all,"

One of the students raised her hand, wanting to ask a question.

"Yes, Sophia. If you want to ask about my glasses, it's just my opticians recommendation"

"Now with that answer let's get today's class started"

"On Probability"