The first goblin that the bunch encountered was stabbed in the stomach by Bob and then thrown onto the floor, left to die in agony. Another goblin screeched at the skeletal menace due to a primal fear while Lucas used the opportunity to thrust at this club wielding goblin with his spear but the attack only left a graze across its right arm.

The goblin dropped its club and screeched while jumping onto Lucas, nearly biting his throat off but was blocked by Lucas’ left arm. “Fuck!” Lucas grunted, the goblin’s jaws sank deeply into his arm, almost reaching the bone but it was stunned by Scot’s timely shockbolt.

Lucas threw the goblin off and reached for his fallen spear while some other students kept the goblin at bay. Josh held the goblin down while another student smothered it with a desk, crushing its jaw in the process. The strangest thing during this ordeal was how the goblin died. The student wielding a pencil actually managed to stab it through the goblin’s eye and into its brain before it managed to struggle free.

Pop* Horrified by his first kill, the pencil wielding student left his pencil sticking into the goblin’s skull and fell down, crawling back. Scot also noticed that seven other students were simply waiting by the classroom door. They were trembling and obviously frightened out of their wits Cowards. Not that i’m any better though.

The goblin furthest away from the door had already begun to run from this group of bloodthirsty students while crying for help. Scot mentally ordered Bob to take it down, the skeletal minion obeyed and quickly eliminated the creature by severing the cervical vertebrae after tackling it.

The last goblin was still alive, barely. The group of students with greedy eyes had beaten it so badly so that it was just a pile of twitching gore.

Organs and entrails laid everywhere with the smell of shit, piss, and death hovering around. One green tinted liver was slowly sliding down the wall while leaking a green fluid. Scot felt sick to his stomach. He had already seen this type of scene twice beforehand so he didn’t throw up immediately but there was still a gag reflex, however plenty other students did let out their breakfast.

The only thing that the four goblins dropped was a handful of copper coins, all of which were given to Lucas for safekeeping til rewards were given out. Scot, on the other hand mentally commanded Bob to loot the copper coins found on the goblin by its side when nobody was watching.

You gained 4 copper coins Your balance is 4 World Currency

Scot was amazed, so my skeleton’s can loot for me too? Neat. But what are these coins used for? Where be the shops? Where be Darvo?

Lucas began distributing rewards with a system based on merit, handing over two copper coins to Scot, one to Josh, one to the pencil wielder, and the rest to other highest contributors. Such a scene only cemented his agenda to leave the group and farm the goblins by himself. As the one with the most contribution, Scot was rewarded but a mere two copper coins, the same amount as Lucas himself.

Holding a grudge deep in his heart, Scot merely gave the coins back to Lucas, motioning him to keep it and walked away without saying anything. He realized that while this distribution setup may have looked fair, his contribution was the highest but no benefits were gained from that. Adding onto the fact that he could gain much more by himself, Lucas decided to simply leave these two coins for the rest of the group so they would have a better chance.

While the other students were excited at their victory and the prospect of gaining even more items, some who saw Scot hand the coins back panicked. Was he going to abandon them? He was the one with the most strength in this group, without him, fighting the goblins would be significantly more difficult.

“Arrogant prick” commented Jake.

Lucas sighed, “It’s alright, we don’t actually need him since the goblins aren’t that strong. Since he thinks that we are too weak for him, he can leave and maybe earn more somewhere else.”

Scot’s eyes opened wide for a moment in disbelief, My god! I just wanted to leave these coins to you guys! Where’d you get the idea that I was going to leave!? Well, I did plan to do so beforehand... Taking a deep breath, Scot retorted logically “You gave me two copper coins while some other contributors who didn’t do as much got one copper coin. However, I probably did the most work by stunning the goblin which saved you, Lucas. In fact, you said that this was merit based but it doesn’t really seem like it. Also, no, i’m not going to leave.”

This caused some of the students to nod their heads, the pencil wielding one looked like a feeding chicken, swinging his head up and down dramatically. Lucas replied, “Are you implying that you want more copper coins?”

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“No bu-”

“I’m disappointed in you Scot, I thought you were better than that. Do you even care about our classmates? Our teachers? This school? You would take away these copper coins from your classmate just to slightly boost your chances of survival? Sigh*” Lucas went on and continued to berate Scot.

Unable to cut in and retort, Scot grew increasingly frustrated at each and every word that came out of Lucas’ mouth. In a fit of rage, he cursed and stormed away, heading towards his history class. Bob glared at Lucas for a moment, causing him to flinch back but chased up to his master without doing anything.

Fucking prick. Scot had already passed two hallway intersections before stumbling into an unlucky goblin. It screeched and ran towards him, dagger ready to stab. Throwing a shockbolt at it, the goblin fell forward and skidded across the floor with its momentum before coming to a stop by Bob’s feet. Bob’s emotionless blue eyes stared at this silly creature before slitting its throat after an order by its master. It dropped a single copper coin, bringing Scot’s balance to five world currency.

Along the way, two club wielding goblins were eliminated by a combination of Scot’s shockbolt and a quick execution by Bob. Somehow, the coins that Scot picked up were not absorbed immediately, causing him to think of possible solutions. How do I loot?

System: Checking if user is authorized to know such information . . .

Boop*

User is authorized. If the user wishes to loot, you have to either will it or say “Loot item”

“Wait a second. . . how do I gain higher authorization then?”

System: Checking if user is authorized to know such information . . .

Boop* User is authorized. To gain higher authorization, you must complete tasks given out by the system which gives World Points.

In anticipation, Scot asked, “How do I get a task from the system?”

System: Checking if user is authorized to know such information . . .

Boop* User is unauthorized.

“What the flying f***, stupid baiting system. What’s the point of knowing how to get higher authorization if I’m not allowed to know how to do it?”

Ticked off by the uselessness of the system, Scot continued to walk alongside Bob until he discovered that the door to his classroom was wide open. Peering inside, nothing was there. Only blood and signs of a fight remained.

Confused, Scot thought about the possibilities of what happened. Did a boss monster kill everyone? Perhaps they already escaped?

While leaving Bob to guard the entrance, he took his backpack and smartphone, dumping out all of the notebooks and textbooks. He grabbed whatever snacks and water bottles he could find, shoving them all into his backpack.

Discovering a pack of playing cards in another backpack, he grabbed it, I need this, definitely. He found five packs of cheetos which were likely bought from the vending machines in the cafeteria. Along with some packed lunch which included fried rice from an asian girl and two sandwiches. Lastly, he took four bottles of water, and two sodas.

Only after scouring clean the entire room did he finally leave, with a new load on his back of course. Looking at Bob’s back, Scot felt safe and secure. Bob would have looked like a soldier standing at attention if not for the fact that Scot was able to see through his ribs. He probably was a soldier in his past life judging from his demeanor. Scot asked, “Hey Bob did you see anything?” to which Bob responded by shaking its head side to side.

“So Nick should have English on the third floor during second period so I should go there to meet up with him first. Jessica and Chen should be having Algebra right now on the first floor, it’s too far away from here so I’ll go there later.” Scot thought aloud. He proceeded to walk with Bob to the direction of the English room. He hanged out with Nick there a few times so he remembered how to get there but the marks of blood and missing bodies unnerved him.

Scot’s peaceful walk was abruptly interrupted by a group of seven goblins holding daggers and clubs, one was holding onto a bow and had already drawn it at him. They screeched with a bunch of unintelligible phrases while Scot ordered Bob to move in front of him; blocking the clear shot the bow goblin had.

Bob’s eerie blue flames flared and it walked forward to distract the other goblins. They were about to start clubbing and stabbing the scary undead but suddenly the bow goblin spoke “COPTURE! FUUD! HOOMAN!”. The orders weren’t clear at all but it was enough for the goblins to understand.

They completely ignored Bob and started running towards Scot, waving their weapons with their short arms. This isn’t part of the fucking plan! Scot muttered as he ran for his life. Bob tried to turn back and save his master but his head was knocked off by an arrow to the back of the head. Bob’s head flew off and his blue flaming eyes dimmed.

“NOOOO, BOB!” Scot screamed, he felt his connection to Bob waver and weaken. The bow goblin on the other hand did a little dance and waved its arms around while saying “I! KILL! SCARY!”. Scot wasn’t very worried for his own safety as the goblins had much shorter legs and weren’t as fast as humans. His eyes red, he turned back one last time to give the bow goblin a shockbolt to the face but what he saw wasn’t what he expected.

A nice, coarse light brown surface, it has a gallant curve at the front. The quality is top notch, with 100% agarwood as the material. The smell? It taunts your nose with the smell of nature and freshness. What do you think? Buy now and get one free!

“OOF”, he blacked out.