The man in all black said that he also chose Pablo. And the ten people just gawked at him.
"Um, are you also taking part in the betting game?" Diablo asked.
"Yes. I am. It seems interesting." The man said.
"But sir, why did you choose Pablo? Do you not know Adolf?" Virium asked.
"I don’t give a damn about Adolf or that Fuhrer duke. I just chose Pablo because of one simple reason."
"And that is?" Graham asked.
The man answered right away :
"He looks like one of us."
All the ten people went silent. A man from the Abyssal Butchers division saw Pablo as one of their own. That in itself was a great compliment.
Graham smiled. "You have good eyes, sir."
The man nodded. "I bet on Pablo Castillo. He will find your man."
"As you say, sir. But to find our man, he has to first figure out that there is a military man among them." Virium said.
"Don’t talk to me now. I said my part. Get lost." The man walked and again sat in the corner of the room.
’He told us to get lost and he himself went away. Mental case.’ Diablo thought but he didn’t have the courage to say it out loud.
"Well, only time will tell what will happen. Let’s just keep watching." Graham said and sat down on the chair.
Everyone else also sat down on their chairs placed in front of the screen and watched the test.
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On the ground, Pablo’s, Flashy’s and Draxus’ tents were all set and Pablo watched the ensuing chaos around the things left behind by Diablo.
He watched everyone, literally, everyone’s expressions when they got to know they don’t have enough food for them.
"Hmm? That guy is acting strange." Pablo found someone.
"That one too." He again found someone.
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"That one as well. I see. So it’s like this." Pablo nodded.
"Why are you talking to yourself, Boss?" Flashy came beside Pablo. "And why are they fighting over there?"
"You want to know?" Pablo asked.
"Yes. If they are fighting after that long heat test then it must be something important."
"Then let’s go and find out." Pablo started walking.
"Okay? I hope it’s not another battle royale." Flashy hoped for the best and followed Pablo.
While walking, Pablo turned around and looked at the tent which was on the right side of his tent.
In front of that tent, one man was standing and Pablo was looking at him.
He just gave a glance for a nanosecond to that man and continued walking.
"What are you planning, Czar?" That man was Draxus and he got the message behind Pablo’s short glance.
He too started walking towards the group of people.
"Hmm?" Draxus heard some footsteps behind him.
He turned his head around and saw someone.
"Hey, Adolf. Are you also going towards those people?" Draxus asked with a smile. The man behind him was Hustler and since Pablo ordered Draxus to stay close to Hustler, he tried to befriend him.
"Mind your own business." Adolf replied and walked past Draxus.
"Come on, man. It’s not like we are enemies. At least tell me why you are going there." Draxus didn’t give up.
"You’ll see." Adolf again replied short and finally reached near the group of people.
Draxus also reached there and so did Pablo and Flashy.
There were more than five hundred people standing around the things and they were all arguing. No one was attacking each other though. They were just using their mouths.
Pablo looked at Flashy. "Ask them about the problem."
"Me?"
"Yes. Ask them."
"Are you sure?"
"I will kill you."
"Alright. I’ll ask."
Flashy eventually accepted Pablo’s order and took a deep breath.
He stepped forward and asked, "What is happening here, everyone?"
Everyone stopped talking and turned their heads at Flashy. "Fuck off."
"Okay."
Flashy stepped back and everyone continued their discussions.
"There you have it, Boss. That’s why I wasn’t doing this."
Pablo rubbed his forehead. "Why did I even accept you with me? You are not even a good slave."
Pablo’s slave wasn’t slaving.
"Sorry for that, Boss." Flashy apologized but there was no remorse on his face. He wasn’t sorry at all.
"Fine." Pablo shook his head and ignored Flashy.
"I will do it myself."
Pablo stepped closer to the people and chose the nearest person to talk.
"What is going on here, mate?" Pablo asked.
The man turned his face to Pablo and Pablo found the man simple. An average simple man.
"Fuck off."
’I changed my mind. Everyone is arrogant here.’ Pablo changed his views of the man.
’They won’t answer like this. I guess I’ll ask the old fashioned way.’
Pablo cracked his fingers and put his hand on the man’s shoulder.
"Listen up, you fats-"
"What is going on here?" A new voice came. Pablo couldn’t finish his sentence.
’They will again say fuck off.’ Pablo guessed.
"Look sir, how are they treating us?"
’What?’ Pablo’s brows flinched. He and Flashy received fuck off and the next person received respect.
Pablo ignored the simple man and looked at the new person.
’Oh. It’s him. Makes sense.’
Adolf Hustler was the one who asked that and everyone answered him as well.
’Well, as long as I get to hear some answers it’s fine.’ Pablo moved away from the simple man and stood beside Flashy.
"How are you all being treated?" Hustler asked.
One man came forward and opened his mouth.
"Not you. You, tell me. What is going on here?" Hustler stopped the man from talking. He pointed at a woman.
"Me?" The woman seemed shocked.
"Yes, you. Tell me now." Hustler clarified.
’So he is a lustful man. What a weakness you showed to me.’ Pablo noted this move of Hustler.
"Alright." The woman said and came forward.
She cleared her throat and started explaining.
"The thing is, the canned food and one bottle of water is only for five hundred people. So the other five hundred of us have no food and water. This is wrong. This is injustice. This isn’t fair. We want food and water too."
"Yes. We want them too."
"Food!"
"Food is important."
"Yes. We will go on a strike."
"Give us food."
People started chanting for food. They were technically begging but in a loud voice.
"Shut up." Hustler said.
"Okay." Everyone shut their mouths.
"You all can stay alive for a few days without food and water. And it’s only a matter of one day. Tomorrow is the last test and after that you can eat as much as you want. So bear your hunger only for one day." Hustler gave advice.
’Wrong answer.’ Pablo commented.
"But sir, after that long test on that Magma land, we are hungry. And we need energy. What if the last test demands strength from us? How will we use our Ego for a long time without any food? We can’t go one day without food." The woman argued.
"And also," Another woman chimed in. "What if there is no one day break for us? What if no one shows up tomorrow?"
’She is a smart one.’ Pablo commented again.
"You are just thinking too much. We got one day and it will remain only one day. And since you all don’t want my suggestion, I have nothing to say anymore." Hustler turned around and walked away.
"Have you got your food, sir?" The first woman asked from behind.
Hustler turned his head behind. "Yes."
"Then would you…" The woman walked closer to Hustler and brought her face closer to his mouth. "Share it with me?"
’Nice tactic against a lustful man.’ Pablo remarked.
Hustler stared at the smiling woman and put his hand on her face.
He then put his finger inside the woman’s mouth and the woman sucked it.
"Alright. Come to my tent." Hustler agreed.
"Yes." The woman cheered and with Hustler, she walked away towards his tent.
"I can also do that for you, sir." Another woman shouted. She was the same woman who had guessed that they didn’t get a one day rest.
Hustler stopped walking but this time he didn’t turn around.
"There is not enough food for both of you. I chose her because her boobs are bigger. Find someone else. There are five hundred people who have food with them." Hustler gave some advice and continued his walk.
And after that, all the women used the same tactic.
"That pervert." One man said. He waited for Hustler to go inside his tent.
"What about the men who don’t have food? I also have a feeling this isn’t about only one day."
The man roamed his head. "Is anyone gay here?"
The man was brutally ignored and all the men who had food with them started raising their hands.
"I have food. I am willing to share. Anyone interested?"
"Me." One woman dashed towards the man.
The man laughed out loud and with the woman, went to his tent.
The same process repeated as many men got a woman for themselves.
Pablo counted the number of women and there were only hundred of them.
’All the women will get something to eat.’
"Hey, Boss. Shall I try as well? I also have food." Flashy wanted some fun as well.
"Don’t even think about it." Pablo refused right away.
"Why?" Flashy retorted. "Why do you always refuse good things?"
"I won’t give a lengthy explanation. Just know that don’t tell anyone that you have food. And also, if you get a girl, there is a high chance she will kill you and no one will ever know. For some sex, you’ll lose your life."
"Oh come on, Boss. How are you so sure of such things? You only think negatively. Why are you thinking like that anyway?"
Pablo sighed. "Listen, Flashy. Call it an intuition or some other shit. But in such tests there is always one thing in common and I think that is the case here as well."
"Say clearly, Boss."
"If I say it in simple words then what I mean is…" Pablo turned his head at Flashy and in a solemn tone, he shared his concern.
"There is an impostor among us."