The Place Where Everything Begins

At this moment, Jeremy was standing in front of a wooden door.

On Jeremy's left side was a man wearing leather armor and holding a long sword; on his right side was Morgan, whom had accompanied him inside the wooden house.

It appeared that the house had only four rooms: the guest room, bedroom, working room, and restroom.

Obviously, Jeremy and Morgan were in front of the working room, which had a man standing guard in front of the door.

Upon seeing the guard nodding his head in approval, Jeremy turned the doorknob to open the door.

*Creaks*

After the door was opened fully, Jeremy walked inside the room, followed closely by Morgan, but...

"Our leader only wants to see him; you have to wait outside, Morgan," said the guard as he used his left arm to prevent Morgan from taking another step inside.

"But..."

The guard shook his head in refusal even before Morgan could finish his speech as the latter could only sigh before retreating back to find a place to wait in the guest room.

It appeared that their leader's words held quite a weight around here as everyone seemed to be listening to his orders pretty strictly.

Meanwhile, Jeremy was already inside the working room as he was looking around the place in curiosity.

The room looked very simple, with only one wooden table, a wooden chair, a weapon hanger, and a man in his early 20s sitting on the chair.

As this place should only have been built not long ago, the man before Jeremy still didn't have time to sort anything or furniture out yet.

"You should be Tommy Samson, am I correct?" said the stout man sitting on the chair with many stacks of papers placed before him.

"Yes, that's me; and you?"

Jeremy replied cautiously as he scrutinized the man before him...

The guy appeared to be around 170 centimeters in height. As his body was pretty stout, his weight should be roughly 80-90 kilograms. He wore thin, leather clothes that looked to be somewhat light. 

He had tan skin, alert dark blue eyes, and short, wavy, blonde hair, which was left un-styled.

Altogether with his slight smile, the man exuded a pretty composed feel about him.

"I'm Kahn Lochner, the leader of this camp."

The man, Kahn, suddenly spoke up with a smile while Jeremy was scrutinizing him from head to toe.

After hearing the man's words, Jeremy gradually shifted his attention back.

"Alright, mister Kahn, may I know why you call me here?" asked Jeremy with a confused expression.

In fact, Jeremy, more or less, knew why the guy had called him here. After all, a human had appeared out of nowhere among countless predators within the temperate forest.

Furthermore, the said man had even managed to survive more than three days there... alone...

Let alone, Kahn knew all too well about the fact that every human, without exception, was supposed to be teleported into the camp's nearby regions where the blue Crystal was situated.

After Jeremy had asked that question, the temperature within the room suddenly dropped by two or three degrees, causing the atmosphere to be a bit eery.

Even the guard standing outside the room could feel such a sudden temperature change.

"Who are you?" Kahn asked Jeremy in a cold voice.

'A simple trick, huh... mister organizer...'

That's right, Kahn was one of the organizers within this tutorial zones...

Jeremy shook his head 'inwardly', but on the outside, he didn't show anything as his body appeared to be trembling before replying stutteringly,

"Wha... What do you mean?"

"It means too many mysteries are revolving around you, Samson. How could someone survive the first stage alone with those conditions put on by the System? And how could someone survive alone within the forest for three days? From Morgan's words, you had even managed to kill more than four kenkus within a matter of minute..."

'Here it comes. Now, you may dance on my palm...'

Jeremy thought to himself before opening his mouth to speak with a confused expression combined with a tinge of sadness,

"Well... If you are talking about the event that happened in the first stage, it really was what it was. Everyone except for me was all dead to the giant spider and its spawns..."

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Kahn furrowed his eyebrows slightly, but before he could open his mouth to talk, Jeremy continued his speech,

"Also, I don't quite understand what you mean by surviving alone within the forest. At the time, I was almost killed by poisonous plants and savage wolves many times. I know it is akin to a miracle that I've survived alone, but luck should really be on my side... god must have helped me..."

Jeremy talked with a dissatisfied frown on his face as if he had been wrongly accused before finishing his speech with a thankful expression towards the non-existent god.

After Kahn had heard Jeremy's narration, his frown became even more profound as he felt pretty skeptical and fell into deep thought as a result.

'The spider can indeed kill more than twenty people quite effortlessly, but to the point of killing that many before they can teleport... anyway... a god? What is that bullshit?' thought Kahn in a puzzling manner.

Meanwhile, Jeremy decided to play it less cool as he only waited patiently for some seconds, looking at the man ahead of him as the latter fell into his own dilemma.

'I've played a moderately tough stance earlier. Next, I will go a bit tougher before gradually bending down for him as a compromise...'

Jeremy thought to himself briefly before finally saying while shaking his head slightly,

"I know that something strange compared to other people did indeed happen to me, but that doesn't mean you can talk shit to me with your baseless assumption... If you don't have anything else, please excuse me," said Jeremy before turning back to leave the room.

Upon hearing such disrespectful words from a newly arrived human and seeing that the man had turned his back to him, Kahn, whom was both the tutorial's organizer and the mage academy student, his face promptly twitched as he raised his head a bit before saying coldly towards Jeremy's back,

"Have I given you permission to leave?"

After the cold voice died down, Jeremy promptly turned his head back with a frown before harrumphing loudly and said with a smirk on his face,

"Do I need your permission? Do you own this place?"

"Good, good! So, Morgan hasn't told you how I have become the leader of this camp, has he?"

It appeared that the more Kahn talked, the colder the temperature became...

'This guy is a water mage...'

Jeremy thought casually, preparing for an immediate attack from his opponent at any time.

Even though the chance of the guy before him to cast a spell out of the blue towards him was almost nil, Jeremy still had to be careful, just in case.

Afterward, Jeremy inquired back with a frown,

"How did you become the leader?"

"By doing this!"

Having shouted the scripted words, Kahn reached his hand out to the weapon hanger to retrieve the long sword before pouncing directly towards Jeremy.

'This guy...'

Jeremy thought in disappointment at the man's impatience.

Simultaneously, Jeremy pretended to crouch down, avoiding the incoming horizontal strike in a hurry...

*Whoosh*

The long sword traveled through the air, creating a whooshing noise and whirling wind.