Moss boarded the bus to Black Dragon City the following morning as he waved his hand. "Let's go!"
Moss left Black Panther City with a lot riding on his shoulders. His family entrusted him to carry their legacy and make them proud, while White Deer High's higher-ups and Miss Aisha expected great things from him.
At that moment, he had a strong desire to arrive quickly at the training camp and prove his abilities through hard work and training to seek betterment.
"This is great! I never thought I could one day participate in the elite training program to get gilded!" Alan revealed a proud smile on his chubby face.
"There's only a 50% chance we'll make it through, Alan. We should think about how to stay around for as long as possible. Otherwise, it'll be a waste of time to overthink." Moss felt Alan had become a little too arrogant these days, so he thought to humble him.