Exiting the arena, I found myself alongside Nami once more. Despite his serious tone, his words carried weight as he informed me of an impending exam. The realization dawned on me that I would soon be facing a crucial test, one that all members of the Anti-Matter Corps were required to pass—a certification exam. The thought of being the only one without this vital certification was humbling. Nevertheless, I braced myself for the challenge ahead.
With determination fueling my resolve and the camaraderie of my fellow recruits by my side, Nami also told me that I would be meeting his little sister, Ravi. I ventured forth into the next chapter of my journey within the Anti-Matter Corps, prepared to confront whatever obstacles lay in wait.
As I approached the receptionist, a stern-looking man greeted me. "Are you the new Rank 5?" he inquired. I nodded in confirmation. He motioned for me to submit my certificate, scrutinizing it carefully. After a moment, he remarked, "Everything seems to be in order."
I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he acknowledged my details. With a determined glint in my eye, I declared, "Someday, you'll know me as Rank 10." However, his response was not as encouraging as I had hoped.
"You can't aspire to be among the Rank 10. They're exceptional individuals," he stated firmly. "Do you know who they are? Matt, Blaze, Tim, Eliza, and Bethel. These are the best of the best. So," he explained, "Tim has the power of short-range weapons, Matt controls dreams, Eliza manipulates the concept of love, Bethel commands beasts, and Blaze wields the power of fire. These individuals are on another level, and you think you're going to be like them? Nonsense, just you wait," he retorted.
Determined, I replied, "I'm going to become a member of the Rank 10." Entering class 6A, I encountered someone with a striking appearance and a mohawk haircut.
"You are Moho-Sha," he started, only to be cut off. "How do you know?" I asked, noticing the certificate in my hand.
"One of my abilities is to read minds," he revealed. "Sir, you can read minds?" I asked, to which he corrected, "Please, don't address me as sir. Address me as Captain Strong."
Impressed, I acknowledged, "Captain Strong, awesome name."
"Yeah," he replied with a grin. "My abilities are like Rasengan, Bankai, and more."
"Really?" I responded.
After welcoming me, he whispered in his mind, "So, he believes I'm stronger, huh? What kind of Rank 5 is this? I think he's stupid." Aloud, he instructed, "Moho-Sha, you're here for the certificate. You have to defeat five of those aliens. I think you've met one or three at the coronation event."
"Yeah," I replied.
"Great," he remarked. Entering an abandoned, locked room, he instructed the children to stay outside. As we faced the skeleton aliens, he expressed surprise, "There are ten of them."
As I engaged in battle, he hesitated, then rushed to join the fray. In his mind, he lamented, "Thank God I didn't stay there for long; they would have murdered me."
Witnessing me fight, he silently commented, "I'll watch from a distance," only to be attacked himself. As I shouted a warning, I struck down the last alien with an Anti-Matter Big Hit, carrying him on my back.
Encountering Nami on our way out, I questioned his presence. "I came to give you your certificate. You passed," he informed me.
Surprised, I asked, "How did you know?"
"They're CCTV cameras, and the Corps instructed me to give you the certificate," he explained.
Realizing it was a test, I nodded in understanding. "So that's why Captain Strong pretended to run and pretended to get hit," I mused.
He muttered, "Thank God my cover is not blown," before adding aloud, "Well, Moho-Sha, you need to learn how to act.