At 11:30 AM, at the Apex Academy's first cafeteria.
The gang of four finally met up here.
Even though the "Edge Intelligence Bureau" was engulfed in a storm of violence, the squad of four, as the parties involved, remained unaffected. Walking through the cafeteria, they seldom attracted second glances.
After all, it was just a gossip community, frequented by those with nothing better to do. The real mainstream of the academy—the top 500 experts—didn't care about the petty news there, let alone about the new recruits from the draft.
For them, no matter how outstanding, a newcomer was just that—a newcomer. They had to spend at least half a year proving themselves in the academy before they were worthy of attention. Otherwise, it was just a waste of energy. They would be better off brushing up on the latest white paper from the Secret Realm or even watching a couple of episodes of the new Secret Realm series.
