" Guild team huh" Maverick said thoughtfully. Recoil had just told him about the meeting and asked what he thought.
Meanwhile Recoil was practicing a series of punches. He wore his tracksuit bottom on and exposed bare chest.
Sweat flowed freely over lean well defined muscles while he battled mercilessly with the punching bag.
" That's actually not a bad idea. He must have good eyes to have seen a quality which many would have been blind to in you" Maverick approved. Recoil uncomfortable at the implied compliment trained on in silence.
" So what are you going to call your guild team?" Maverick asked. Recoil disengaged from his training to think. " I'll think of something" he dismissed and retrieved his stats.
Name: Recoil Coins: 30350
Height: 6 feet 1inch
Rank: C {Amateur I} XP: 155/400
HP: 300/300 MP: 200/200
Strength: 55. Accuracy%: 45
Stamina: 40. Agility: 30
Luck: 30 Available stats point: 40. Available skill points: 10
**Weapons**
–Backpack capacity–: 4/10
Dual Glock 19cc { -75 points damage,clip size: 9, reload time:15secs, range: 100 metres}
Remington shotgun LV2{ -90 points damage, clip size: 9, reload time:25secs, range: 97 metres}
Saber blade XR { -36 points damage}
Phantom fang { -130 points damage, critical hit damage -150}
Grenades x10 [ -250 points damage, 10 metres blast radius]
N/A…
***Skills***
Basic street fighting ( Lv5)
Quantum leap (Lv 1)
***Accessories***
Dark hoodie, tracksuit bottoms and trainers.
***
Recoil typed in his guild name as the final step and confirmed it. " Guild Silver Syndicate successfully created" Nova said. " Would you like to make the group public thereby putting it on a public list of options for random players or making it private which allows only invited players join in" Nova asked.
" I want it private. Locate Tyrion" Recoil commanded and grabbing a wrench went under his car. He planned on making a few minor adjustments to the car's performance.
" Locating Tyrion… Tyrion located! He's at Dimension Enoverse" Nova stated. " Can you link me up with him?" " Affirmative! Establishing link… 20%... 60%...100%"
Tyrion's voice floated over the line. " Hey man, got your invitation a minute ago, thanks man!"
" What are you doing on Enoverse?" Recoil asked in amusement. " I'm getting my kills up bro!" He said and punctuated his statement with a barrage of artillery fire.
" Really? So how much have you killed so far?" Recoil asked in mock interest. " Heard that the first major artifact hunt is coming up tomorrow. When are we gonna have our first guild team meeting?" Tyrion asked.
" Tomorrow morning just be available when I call it" Recoil replied. " Okie dokie! Later man!" Tyrion called and went off.
Recoil narrowed his eyes as he tried to work the wrench around a tough bolt. " You seem to know what you're doing" Nova noted.
" Yeah, I'm a well known grease monkey at my place in the real world. I can fix anything in any brand of car. Volkswagen, BMWs, Bentleys, Lamborghinis, Volvos just name it"
" impressive skill there, I can see many ways that could be put to good use here" Nova said cheerfully.
" Well I'm not gonna fix cars here for money if that's what you're thinking" Recoil said curtly.
***
As the Silver Syndicate gathered atop their cars, the parking lot's neon lights reflected off the sleek vehicles, casting a colorful glow on the bustling NPCs. The air was thick with the smell of gasoline and freshly waxed cars, a stark contrast to the desolate landscapes they'd soon be facing.
The major quest was beginning in three hours and they had met to finalize matters. " So what do we know so far?" Recoil asked to move the meeting forward.
" The quest is gonna take place on dimension Doom, the promise of the prize is already attracting big time players including Phantom Trigger, Zephyr, and the list goes on" Tyrion stated.
" Vapor what about the info I asked you to find out?" Recoil asked with a glance at were Smoke sat atop his elegant White Ferrari " Confirmed boss man! My sources assured me that he is after the money too"
Prior to the calling of the meeting, Recoil had asked Smoke to find out if Reaper was really playing the game. Recoil gave a nearly imperceptible nod.
" Smoke, game play info?" Recoil requested. " Straight up apocalyptic war with the dumbass Zexils guys nothin special but I found out that there are gonna be five identical cards hidden around in the funniest of places. The person or guild team that gets one first will top the ladder and so on" he reported
"Alright guys, just to confirm," Recoil said, "the quest is straightforward: we need to find one of the five hidden cards. If multiple teams find the same card, the team that uploads the card's data to the quest server first gets the points. That way it will be registered permanently to that player to prevent it from being stolen. We need to be quick and strategic."
" Now listen guys" he started and leaned forward. " Here's the plan first we'll have to split up and do a small reconnaissance then fire three evenly spaced shots to attract the others as soon as we spot something." Recoil explained. " Do not and I repeat do not go up against any player on your own. Are we clear?"
The others nodded. " Like crystal" Vapor added. " Good, this is our first actual guild mission let's not botch it. Stick to the plan and it's gonna be as smooth as glass…"
Smoke checked his gear, his fingers drumming a staccato beat on the hood of his car. His combat skills were unmatched, and Recoil was counting on him to watch their backs.