Golden tickets help the book grow
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The Warhawk Academy
A young man in a crimson red uniform could be seen standing outside the gates to the Warhawk academy, staring with a meaningful gaze.
"Good evening, senior." A young lady in the Warhawk Academy uniform walked past the young man and bowed at him.
"hm!" The young man nodded in approval but didn't move from his spot as he kept on staring at the academy.
Inside the academy, there were several lights shining brightly. For someone that didn't know what was going on, they would find it peculiar for those kinds of lights to be on at this time of the night, but Wilder knew exactly what was going on.
It was the third-year graduation party.
A time of the year where the third years would finally leave the academy and integrate into their various formations in the army.
It was the dream for all cadets, especially the ones that would get absorbed into army institutions with very high standing; for them, it was like entering heaven with one step.
"POO pOO," the sound of the bus resounded from behind the young man. The lights of the bus were very bright, and they illuminated his facial features.
This person was, of course, Wilder.
He had to come over for the graduation, even though the event was called the third year graduation party, it was actually meant for all of them; this was the time they would officially move up in their various years.
So it was very important, not just for the third year, but for everyone, especially for Wilder.
He was here to slap some faces.
Wilder didn't pay the bus much mind as he walked into the academy.
"Get out of the way, you freaking lunatic," a voice resounded as a projectile flew towards Wilder.
Of course, Wilder caught it quite easily and without any hassle.
"Stop, can't you see that he's a senior?" beside the young man who had just thrown the paper ball, a cute girl with a pink ribbon tying her head exclaimed while holding back her friend.
"no..that can't.. shit! " The young man, upon observing Wilders uniform, became frightened, and he hurriedly sank into his chair.
He was trying to avoid eye contact with Wilder, but Wilder had clearly seen him. The girl who had warned him earlier bowed to Wilder as if wanting to apologize for her friend's rudeness.
Seeing this wilder shrug his shoulders, what could he do? Stop the bus?
He just stood there and watched as the bus drove further and further away.
"Sigh." Wilder couldn't help but smile bitterly.
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"You still can't find him?" Another young man said, he also had the Warhawk Academy's uniform on, but this time this guy seemed to be in a private car parked inside the academy.
His left eye was purple, and his face was completely messed up.
He seemed to have taken a beating not long ago.
"Are you sure? He is still in the peak human stage; he would not be able to do this to you even if he had 10 other wilders with him." Another man spoke confusedly next to him.
The young man with the blue eye was actually Noland; he had been cornered by someone and beaten to a pulp earlier that night as he made his way to the graduation party.
The funny thing was that he accused Wilder of being the one who ambushed him, but it was hard to believe that Wilder, a peak human stage fighter, could beat Noland, who had stepped into the enhanced human stage.
It was absurd.
But Noland insisted that it was the case, so they had no choice but to help out, and now, Noland and his cronies were out here. They were waiting for Wilder to get into the academy so they could have their revenge.
But they had been here for a while, and there was absolutely no sign of Wilder anywhere.
As Noland and his cronies were searching for Wilder, there was another group of people that were also looking for him.
"He's still not picking up his calls," Liam said with some worry in his voice.
At this point in time, he was seated in the middle of a roll of chairs, though with his short build, it would not be easy to spot him.
Beside him was a girl towering at around 6 feet with her arms crossed. She was also worried about Wilder's absence from the graduation party.
"Anya You guys live in the same building; why didn't you check up on him?" Next to Anya was another girl. She was the opposite of Anya; she was petite and downright beautiful; she had pink lip gloss and was constantly looking in the mirror and admiring herself.
Though she had the right to do so, she was just too stunning.
"what? Do you mean I should go knocking on his door in the middle of the night? What would people say?" Anya protested
Yes, it was a mixed dorm that they lived in, but that didn't mean that she could just go knocking on the males doors whenever she wanted; that would be too much.
"It wouldn't be the first time though," the girl who was seated beside Anya said with a coy smile.
"you…." Anya became red upon hearing this.
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"Okay everyone, take your seats. We are about to start," a voice resounded from a faraway speaker.
They were outside, so they had to use very big speakers for the event.
An officer walked out and stood on a stage in front of the crowd.
"Welcome cadets, parents, and our fellow officers, Today we will be hosting the annual graduation ceremony of the Warhawk Academy. We have several things on the agenda for today. The first will be the admittance and official swearing in of the new year ones. Although they have been in the academy for a good while now, they have yet to take the true swearing in and as such would have to do so today. the second thing on the agenda.