Chapter 8: The Crack is expanding!

Chapter 8: The Crack?is expanding!

The global network of the International Crack Administration (ICA) comprises a total of four strategically dispersed headquarters worldwide.

To elaborate, the ICA's south-western headquarter can be found in Kharb, situated on the continent of Akea. Similarly, the ICA's south-eastern headquarter is located in Cleardia, on the continent of Aesita. Moving towards the north-western region, the ICA has established its headquarter in Myser, on the continent of Yachen. Lastly, the ICA's north-eastern headquarter is positioned in Gobsil, situated on the continent of Ehai.

This geographically diverse distribution of ICA headquarters ensures effective coordination and collaboration across different regions.

Presently, we are at the Gobsil headquarters of the ICA, located approximately 700 km from Dhruv's current whereabouts.

A busy scene is taking place inside the building as many people work thoroughly on their different responsibilities.

Amidst the bustling activity, a man in his early thirties stands out as he paces with purpose toward what appears to be the central office of the headquarters.

With a powerful force, the man forcefully thrusts the door open, resulting in a resounding crash as it slams against the adjacent wall.

Bang!

The noise was echoing through the opposite corridor.

"Lyman, you and your habit of crashing the door open... can't you be some gentle person? Tell me, why are you in such a hurry?" Asked the man who was sitting in that office.

"Really, Magnus, really. Given the situation, I don't think I am in a hurry, in contrast to you, a slow-ass old man who spends his entire day in his office ordering everyone. God, why did I choose you to be my partner?" Layman yelled.

"Ya! Ya! Ya! Why don't you calm down first, young man, and then tell me what happened?" Said Magnus.

Layman picked up the glass kept nearby and drank all the water in one fell swoop. Then he put the glass back on the table with the same energy with which he had opened the gate.

Thud!

"Poor glass," said Magnus while looking at the glass with an apologetic face.

"Magnus, can you please be serious? This is a matter of life and death."

Magnus nodded.

"As far as I know, all of us have the same quest, and"

"And"

"No one has completed that."

"That's to be expected, as so far only an hour has passed," said Magnus.

"Exactly," said Rishab.

"Do you have any idea how we can get class?" asks Magnus.

"I have two ideas. Firstly, engaging in repetitive tasks may lead to the attainment of a particular class, such as the possibility of attaining a fireman or soldier class by consistently firing a gun, or it may have something to do with stats."

"An interesting idea." After thinking for a while, Magnus bid farewell to Rishab.

He comes to his office and starts thinking about Rishab's second idea, which has something to do with stats.

While getting a class is not directly related to stats, it certainly has an impact on the options given by the cosmos. Like how Dhruv gets a mage class without any prior correlation with magic.

He gets the mage class because his magic power stat was over

Lv. 20, which was the major factor for him. Anyone who wants to obtain any uncommon class at the beginning has to have at least Lv. 20 in any of the stats

Magnus noticed a knocking noise coming from his door as he was preoccupied with thought.

Knock! Knock!

"Who is there?" he asks

"Sir, I'm Ben from the research department, may I come in?" Ben asks.

Yes, Ben, come in. Now which trouble have you come to narrate."

The office doors open and a man with pale skin and dark circles under his eyes comes in. Looking at him, it seemed that the poor fellow had not slept properly for a week.

"Sir, I have good news and bad news; which one would you like to hear first?" Ben suggested, lifting his two fingers, indicating Magnus to make a selection.

"For the past year, I have been constantly listening to bad news. Ben, could you please share something that I would enjoy hearing?"

"Good news it is, then."

"Yes"

"The good news is that One of our soldiers received notification that he can select a class," said Ben.

On hearing this, Magnus' face lit up with immense joy but he controlled it and asked, " Then, what is the bad news?"

"The bad news is that all the cracks are expanding in size like they are making a pathway for something to enter our world," said Ben with a frown.