We appreciate your enthusiasm for joining our mechanized forces. We will call you at the soonest time for an update. Keep your lines open!
"Rejection upon rejection, huh!?" Hearing the update from his phone made Andre frustrated.
He knew he will not receive any call back from the company he applied for his desired job. From companies A to letter Z, almost all in his list have rejected his application. "Zandelyne Corps..." Andre took his pen and crashed out the company from his list in his notebook.
"I'd never be an Arm Slave pilot at this rate..." Andre sighed, chugging down a shot of whiskey from his glass.
Navigating through his messy room, Andre saw the pictures of him and his best friends. It was his first job as a mercenary at Titan Corporation. Since the picture was taken, only five of the guys who were present in it are still alive.
"All the good times..." Andre mumbled and returned to his seat.
While reminiscing about his past, Andre's phone suddenly rang. Checking the number, it was the same number as the sketchy text message he received days ago.
"+888547776541"
The number displayed on his caller ID. He had second thoughts in answering the call.
"Should I answer it?" He thought with his phone in his hand.
Driven by his instinct, Andre answered the call and the soft voice of the female operator greeted him. "Good day, Mr. Andre Wilson. Thank you for answering this call!"
"May I know who is this?" Andre asked with suspicion in his tone.
"I apologize about earlier. I am a representative from Zanderthine Corporation. My client is interested in you." The operator replied.
"Zanderthine? Never heard of you guys before!" Andre replied.
"I understand your concern, Mr. Andre." The operator continued in an enthusiastic tone, "We are a new company and looking for talents from home and overseas. We are located at the Oceanic Union of Newfoundland, the main headquarters. I can send you an email directly to provide more information about our company!"
Andre expressed surprise, exclaiming, "Wait!? Newfoundland?"
"Yes, Mr. Andre. We are based in Newfoundland." The operator replied.
"You'd better not be pulling pranks on me! I will send to you my email through a text message. Also, who am I talking to? Just in case I would like to verify the information you provided today?" Andre asked her.
"My name is Dorothy, Mr. Andre!" Dorothy introduced herself.
"Dorothy? Alright, I will end the call!" Andre said and ended the call.
After the call, Andre's phone chimed. It was an email coming from Zanderthine Corporation. It was a legitimate email from the company. After pressing the link on his phone's screen, Andre was directed to the main website of the company.
"Welcome to Zanderthine Corporation. We don't train fighters, we train future leaders… Join Now!" Andre mumbled as he navigated through the website.
"This company is quite new…" Andre said after navigating through the end of the main page of the website.
Convinced, Andre grabbed his phone and texted the phone number.
"To: +888547776541
Greetings, this is Andre Wilson. I am interested in the proposal of your company. May I know what is required for me to join the screening for an Arm Slave pilot?"
After the short while, his phone chimed again. It was a reply from the same number.
"From: +888547776541
"Thank you for showing your interest, Mr. Andre Wilson. Please bring your updated resume and yourself. We have a screening at Hollander Mall at O.C.Z. in the Cornalian Mainland. Be there on 04/21/2095 C.T. in 0900 Hours."
Looking at his calendar, Andre realized he was short in time. If he were to make it in time, he would have to make preparations immediately. He would have to depart the next day, 04/20/2095 at 0700 hours or else he would not make it.
Andre hurried to his cabinet and grabbed some clothes for him in the travel. He made sure that he had enough money and provisions for the trip as well. Despite his hurry, he wears a happy expression on his face, knowing he's one step closer to achieving his dream.
Out of Conflict Zone, Daum City,
Cornalian Mainland, Cornalian Region
04/20/2095 C.T.
1000 Hours
Boarding a fast craft through the Fedor straight, separating Rotonda Island from the Cornalian Mainland. It took Andre to reach his destination two hours and a half. There was an unexpected delay of thirty minutes before the fast craft departed.
Searching through the Tabbie website. He located the Hollander Mall in Causeway City, Taruk Province, on the mainland. It was the only mall located near the five-star hotel in Causeway. He had to be there on time to give his new employers a good impression.
Andre traveled light, carrying only one luggage with him. Knowing the next day would be a difficult one. Andre decided he needed a place to rest. He pre-booked a budget hotel near the city's center. After disembarking from the bus. Andre walked several meters from the bus station.
Daum city was one of the first regions of the Cornalian region to be declared Out of Conflict Zone after the Damian Insurrection. Wanting to experience the city, Andre decided to navigate the city a bit. He took pictures, experienced the local food and went to museums. For a day, he became a tourist.
After strolling in the city, Andre went to his hotel. The Front Staff in the lobby greeted him enthusiastically. He replied with a smile and then signed in and went to his room.
When Andre entered his room, he observed that the room was well stocked with amenities, like that of an expensive hotel. Deciding to take a quick bath, he unloaded his pockets first on the desk. Seeing his phone, he saw a text message from the screen.
"From Sasha: Hey there bud! I hear that you've departed for the mainland. Don't forget presents for me when you return."
Andre replied to her and texted:
"To Sasha: Will do, bud! I will also bring something to keep us both warm and cozy!"
After sending her a text, Andre became excited and prepared for his screening. He shouted and said, "Alright, Zanderthine, here I go!"