Chapter 77: Back Home - Secret Plots

⁜ ??? POV

On the male side of the field, a small group of people were already sick and tired of this lifestyle. It could be said they didn't understand the changes in the world by only seeing them on television.

'I cannot rise to the top in this base... If I don't form some conflict, that young lad is too stable... he will never step down!'

They were maybe desensitised due to modern movies, television and games.

"You're right, Barram. We should complain!" He was a weathered old man, his eyes slightly dull and his body oozing the scent of an unsuspecting and entitled middle-aged man.

"Haha, Ted, we can't rush things like this..." Barram was a more charming male. He looked to be around his mid or early forties with a decent enough maintenance of an intellectually older male.