Ikami was obviously annoyed by the fact that she was the one who had to share a room with the kid because she's the only normal-sized girl. But honestly, even though she knew it was better than to leave a little girl to sleep alone at night in an unknown place, as she looked at the little shit next to her curled up like a ball while she slept, she sighed. It did bring back memories she would rather not think about. Her life had come down to this somehow, and she was really not that happy.

She thought about what was going on with her right now. First, the world turned to shit out of nowhere, and then she had to survive by herself for what a whole ass month while avoiding wild creatures and monsters that would kill her on sight. Now she was practically a slave to some motherfucker who considered himself a god. She did not have that bad of an of an impression of him since he was ranked number 5. He was exactly average in the top ten. But the way he made everyone bow just to satisfy his ego pissed her off, and then, saying that they couldn't even kill themselves without his permission, "Who does that bastard think he is?" she ended up saying out loud, causing Izen to mumble in her sleep as he turned around while still asleep. Ikami froze the second the little girl moved. She had no intention of waking the kid up and causing an uproar. Once she made sure the kid was asleep, she sighed and just went to sleep as well. The idiot had also said he would be making some important announcements regarding the future, no matter how much she hated this. It was her life now, as she sighed and just tried to sleep so she did not end up with black circles.

Meanwhile, in the boys rooms, most of them were asleep except Tumo. Tumo was sitting in his bed, looking at his sword, wondering about what happened today. At first, he was cautious of the man, but the way he treated the kid didn't seem bad. But him causing everyone to kneel like that was a bit bad. He believed respect should be earned, not forced, but he understood that one needed to show power to earn respect as well, but the execution for that could have been so much better than just making everyone kneel. He just sighed and decided to sleep while hugging his sword, which was rather a strange habit as he drifted to sleep.

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But Tumo wasn't the only one awake. In the corner of the room, a man was quietly studying his book. His face was mostly covered by a purple robe over his face, but his eyes were clearly visible. His eyes were glowing in the dark, especially inside his dark cloak. The vibrant purple iris was visible reading through the book. He was the runesmith that was chosen by Jack, who honestly didn't care who he was working with as long as he got to do his studies about runes. During his dungeon, he had gotten one of the most rare classes, or so he was told. He was simply intrigued by the runes. But looking at the people around him, maybe he did mind who he was stuck with.

One of his teammates was hanging half off the bed while sleeping; one was sleeping like a fucking vampire; one was hugging swords to sleep. "I'm surrounded by idiots," he said to himself as he decided to close his book and sleep to save himself the headache.

Meanwhile, as all the other people were sleeping, Jack sat in his room while sighing. "Well, first of all, I need a plan, or a map." He opened the shop menu and searched for a world map because, honestly, that was all he truly needed. Looking at the map, he started marking the points and areas accordingly. After he had gotten enough information, he had his map finished. "Well this will do.." he said, storing the map away, but he realized he was slowly running out of money. That can cause him a huge issue in the future, he really needs to start making money.

"Sigh so much to do I have hardly taken over.." *he said to himself as he looked at his hammer and armor he has been using for a while. His current rank was still inferior, he was still not intermediate and at that rate the task at hand would become more hard than it needed to be. Even though all his armor was intermediate rank that didn't help a bit and the only item he had that was any higher was a useless coin that didnt do anything. His trait really was taking effect as good as it was, it was as bad sometimes too. As he decided to check his skill tree.

"Skill tree"