Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro smiled despite his tension from her words. When she had seen his smile she got angrier and was about to end the communication, so he quickly said:

"Don't… stop! there is really a catastrophe that's going to happen to you and me."

Oya stopped what she was about to do and looked at Ibro in question and anger was still visible on her:

"What is this disaster, Ibro?"

"I can't explain everything to you now or you will get angry at me."

She gritted her teeth in deep frustration and said in slow words:

"Tell me Ibro what you know so that I will not come to you and kill you myself."

Her face and the tone of her talking were very funny to him. He managed to hold his smile with difficulty, so as not to cause her to close the connection on his face.

Ibro took a deep breath and then summed up what Onita had told him without hiding any important point.

During his speech, the anger disappeared from her face gradually and was replaced by fear and panic. He sighed anxiously before saying:

"I know you are now very scared, I am like you. This is my fault. I told you everything about the Apidon world and its relation with the Rioneed world and put you in danger. You must be very angry now from me."

Oya swallowed her saliva several times and tried more than once to speak before she fell silent, swallowing what she wanted to say. After minutes of apparent confusion, she said:

"You didn't know all this when you told me about Apidon and Rioneed, right Ibro?"

"I swear I didn't know anything. I never imagined that telling you would cause such a disaster!"

Oya took a deep breath and then said:

"I am not angry with you. Now I have to know whether I'm in the same position as you or not. Then we have to think about what we will do next."

Ibro was very satisfied and replied with a nod. Although Onita had confirmed to him that Oya will be subjected to the same punishment but she had to confirm that herself, who knows?

This was the most important step now. He had not yet told her about his new plan, so she might not need it. Oya closed the conversation and then disappeared for many minutes. Ibro remained impatient for her return.

Half an hour later, she returned to send him a new request for connection, only to find her face still white pale. He didn't need to know the answer, as the panic on her face was enough. Ibro took several breaths.

She really was in the same boat as him. He then started telling her the plan he intended to do. She did not interrupt his speech until he finished it and then said quietly:

"Your plan is good, Ibro. I think it will be appropriate for the situation we are in."

"We have to adapt. Now we are different from all the players in the game. We have to think differently from everyone."

"You are right. When do you intend to start your plan?"

"Right Now. I will go back to the Shonty city and I will buy enough return scrolls of the city for you and me."

"What about the Apidon coins that I have?

"Keep it with you safely until I return, especially if you have my master coin."

"But I don't know which one of them is your master coin. They are all exactly the same."

Ibro laughed bitterly, and then said:

"I do not know as well. So keep them all together."

"What about my coin that I will use to enter the world of Apidon?"

Ibro was a little silent and then said:

"I will try to research this matter when I return to Shonty city. Perhaps the governor has an answer to this question."

Oya hesitated a little and then slowly said:

"Take care of yourself over there Ibro."

Ibro smiled happily as he was pleased with her concern for him. Although he expected her reaction to be completely different from what he saw now, he was not dissatisfied with that. He told her with a clear tone of gratitude:

"I promise to come back alive. Don't worry, Shonty city is very safe."

"I hope so, Ibro."

He looked at her silently for a while before closing the conversation. He looked up at the clear sky above in contemplation for a while.

He shook his head forcefully to displace all those conflicting emotions from him, this was not the time for him to be distracted.

He had to think about his next steps. He searched in his Inventory about return scroll for Shonty city to remember that he had not yet used the points for his promotion in the level.

So he opened his own profile to find his AP multiplied five times as Onita promised him.

He quickly distributed the points as he planned before. He returned to look again at his Inventory and flipped the many scrolls that filled it until he found the return scroll of Shonty city.

He had to go back there to know more about the history of this world, then buy a set of return scrolls of the city, and then return to Ihnasia city.

He took out the return scroll of Shonty city and was about to tear it apart to remember an important point that was forgotten from his mind.

He didn't have any return scrolls to Ihnasia city! Although these return scrolls were available in Shonty city, they were expensive.

He needed to fill his Inventory with these scrolls as much as possible from here, whether for him or for Oya.

He moved at high speed towards a branching street from the city center to find a special store to sell magic scrolls.

He did not care to examine the scrolls in it and did not pay attention to the way that the NPC who owned that store was treating him.

As he was the only player in Ihnasia city that NPC was treating him in a manner that bore great respect for him.

His thinking and focus were all on the return scrolls of Ihnasia city only. He bought large quantities from the store.

After he put the scrolls in his Inventory, their number exceeded two hundred scrolls. After that he sent a hundred of them to Oya as a package. He did not need to explain anything to her.

Oya was a smart player and she would definitely guess what he meant. Then he grabbed the Shonty return scroll and tore it up in half.

An aura of white light surrounded him to disappear within five seconds, to find himself in a square similar to what he was in.

But it was more spacious, and the buildings around it were more massive and luxurious and more advanced than those in the city of Ihnasia. He turned around to find the crowd he was missing in Ihnasia to ask himself:

Why did he feel comfortable being in this world? Was he really destined to have an important role in determining Apidon fate?"

"Hey, you're Mr. Ibro, right?"

Ibro looked at the sound he heard to find a young man in his early twenties, amid the crowd trying to reach him. Ibro got the impression that he was a reckless person as he was rushing through the crowds without care.

He did not know who he was, but he guessed his identity. Roliv had sent this youth to receive him when he returned to the city. Was Roliv this sure of his return so quickly?

"Yes, I am Ibro, who are you?"

The young man hardly reached Ibro and then said:

"My name is Millar, and the governor sent me to meet you when you return to the city."

Ibro smiled bitterly, his guess is correct. He said with curiosity:

"I didn't tell the governor that I would come back so quickly. How did he guess?"

"I don't know, the governor didn't tell me any details except that I have to hurry up to the big square here to wait for you."

"How did you know that I am the person you are waiting for?"

"The governor told me that you are poor compared to everyone, so it was easy for me to find you. Don't you notice everyone is looking at you?"

Ibro looked around to discover that everyone in the big city square was really looking towards him with suspicion and confusion. His trait in this world appears to be very weak.

He remembered that his level had exceeded eighty but he had not yet used his AP. There was no time back then to add them but he was eager to know if it would be multiplied as in his world.

"Now what will we do?"

Millar smiled with pride and then said to Ibro:

"I will take you on a city tour, as the governor told me that this is your first visit. We will then choose a suitable place for you to live in. Do not worry, as long as you are with me, you will not feel that this city is alien to you. Rather, you will consider Shonty as your home."

Ibro did not feel the confidence of this careless young man's words, but he started walking behind him. Millar was colliding with those around him at the rate of a person every second.

He seemed like a disaster walking on the ground! Ibro sighed helplessly, as he could not give any help to this person in a place he did not know like this city. He felt that even if he tried, his attempts would fail.

He walked by following the stumbling steps of Millar in those around him until they got out of the huge square range.

Millar walked on a very wide street with houses made of metal on both sides. These metals had the same characteristics as Apidon ores. They shone in different colors from the inside.

"This street is the most important street in the city. It is the main artery of the city.

It starts from the eastern gate of the city and is the main gate to Shonty, and then it passes through the eastern and northern parts of the city.

It then passes some of the western sections before it ends in the big square. This street is called Glory Street.

In the past, the armies of Shonty went through it to destroy all the monsters in the old village, which then turned to this great city."

"Was this city a village before?"

"Yes, most of the cities in Apidon usually started as a village that was occupied by the monsters of Pnro, after great battles, these villages were liberated and turned into great cities."

"Are there still villages occupied by Pnroian monsters?"

"Unfortunately yes, especially in the border area adjacent to the Apidon Wall."

Ibro thought a little and then asked Millar, saying:

"I have a map of the world of Apidon. On the map, I did not find any sign of any village in the area you referred to Millar."

"This is because we do not recognize the existence of these villages, as well as there is no complete counting of the number of villages occupied by Pnroian monsters.

There are ancient sayings that these villages were founded by monsters of Pnro and had not previously existed in Apidon, but no one can know if that was the truth or just hearsay."