Chapter 167: Beast Rental

The class was a bit dark, lights purposely dimmed because they were already watching an old film. About the very first VR gear attempted in their world.

They tiptoed, manoeuvring through the long desks, hoping the teacher stayed ignorant. But she had already seen them, she waited for them to be seated.

"The president should be at least 10 minutes early, set a stand-up example for others here." She commented having paused the film.

"I didn't ask for this." Kiro mumbled a whisper that wouldn't reach his teacher's ears.

"What was that Waynworth?"

"I'm so sorry Teach, I overslept. It won't happen again." He said with an apologetic smile.

Dr. Ramirez shook her head. He cut him some slack this time, remembering that, just yesterday, he was on trial. As much as they wanted to call it a hearing, it was definitely a trial.

In his hurry, he forgot to grab his sketchbook. So, class was a never ending nightmare. The film was about some project they did some two hundred years ago.

They were explaining in detail the effects VR had two hundred years ago. Making predictions of how it would look like in future years, times that they were no longer a part of.

Kiro had to give them credit, they knew what they were talking about. Their predictions were spot on, down to the second's lag the VR head gear now has. This piqued his interest if only a little.

Class was usually an hour, but today was a long history lesson. His stomach was starting to growl every other minute. The weeks living here made him forgot the pains of hunger.

As soon as the words appeared from the screen, it announced the ending of the film, Kiro's face lit up.

"I'm sure that was long and boring," Dr. Ramirez commented with a smile upon seeing how out of it the class was. "Due next week, will be a 6 page report on what you've just watched."

Kiro's hand shot up first, he was given permission to speak. "But teach, you're not being specific, should we write on the project as a whole or just the lead scientist, should we give our own opinion on what they were doing or simply write about what they were doing?"

He looked at his screen with anticipation as he typed. His eyes involuntarily followed his thumbs as they rushed through the phones virtual keyboard.

"Huh? You're going to rent your beasts to other players? For 100k creds per use? Haha I doubt there's an idiot who would waste money like that!" Hiro was very sceptical.

"Oh, Hiro my friend. You underestimate the ego of rich people. I've made renting this expensive, meaning regular folks can't get to them, making this experience exclusive. Rich people love exclusivity." He explained the phenomenon to his friend.

He turned his head when he realised he had two more friends who were the people he was talking about, he smiled apologetically, "No offense."

"None taken, I already have my beast from you." Saanvi smiled in a very creepy way that gave Kiro chills.

Before they knew it, it was time for PE. Kiro quickly posted the advertisement, along with his gamer tag and in-game address. He put it away and went to exercise.

He saw the redundancy, after this it would be lunch and then they'll have cricket practice.

"Is exercise even necessary anymore?" Kiro asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean ours. If I hadn't overslept I'd have woken up and gone to kickboxing, we have PE and cricket! Too much exercise."

Hiro agreed. They agreed to only go to lift some weights. The class took about 30 minutes. Kiro practically ran into the cafeteria with his PE clothes still on. He ate until his hunger was satiated.

The others joined him after showering. He pulled out his phone, and was surprised to see the attention the post had gathered.

He posted some 50 minutes ago but he had ten thousand likes and about a thousand comments. The post had been shared multiple times.

"Just what is this sorcery!" He hadn't checked his profile before posting, clicking on it he saw over a million people followed him.

"Huh?"