Pirate’s Bay

The event dragged everyone into a virtual beach. No, not beach resorts. Just plain old sand and water under the glaring sun. It was a rude shock to most people sleeping as it was three in the ungodly hour of the morning. The more experienced assassins were used to having unusual circadian rhythms and jumped into work mode immediately while others struggled to pry their eyes open.

Zen was catching up on his beauty sleep when the Godfather sprung the event on them. It was a horrible way to wake up, but Liu Feng had his back. The students were spawned in different parts of the huge deserted island surrounded by an impregnable wall of waves.

“Remember the lesson,” Liu Feng reminded Zen. 

They were lucky to be spawned together in this event. The Godfather decided to be merciful when people of the same party were spawned in a similar location. They could also use their communication system to contact others on their friend list. Zen, the academy’s soc