Through bright light, the new recruits of the 33rd tutorial group of year 2151 appeared in the cozy, little inn.
Pitter-patter!
The rain pattered against the window, and the scent of warm meal hit their nose like a wave of nostalgia.
"This is the New World…" Skye thought out loud with a smile and gazed out of the window.
She could barely make any sense of surroundings because of the heavy rain, but the cozy interior of the inn made her feel right at home.
Geoffrey went to the innkeeper, and talked something with him. It looked like a serious conversation as Geoffrey's expression turned stern.
As the new recruits looked out of the window, Geoffrey suddenly clapped his hands, and attracted everyone's attention.
"Because of the heavy rain, the wagons that take you to your new cities haven't arrived yet. It might take a couple of days before they can, as the heavy rain makes moving difficult.
"You all have rooms ready in this inn."
