Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Never mind that, it could be arranged." M.r Zhao said with a sigh. "All I need is the time and it could be done."

There was a high chance of knowing the answer that would be given. All he needed to do was wait and hear it soon enough.

"How about we get rid of the trash before it starts to smell?" Nix replied with a wide grin.

'You're bold if you could call a fellow student trash.' M.r Zhao shook his head, a smile present on his lips.

Walking ahead, he led the way towards the rooms. "I could get that arranged quite nicely."

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In room 4,

Bang!

"Hey!" Arion's voice could be heard as he repeatedly hit the black barrier.

Bang!

His strength was slowly depleting, it had been hours since he had been trapped, yet not a means of escape in sight.

Since his arrival to the organization, he had regretted being chosen. The whole event that had played out felt more like a punishment than a blessing.

He missed his friends back in the academy, he had been manhandled by some freak in his wake. This didn't give him any time to recuperate and grow in strength as he had planned.

Now trapped in the barrier, he contemplated the number of hours or not days that he would be stuck in since there was nothing like daily classes–he might as well be forgotten.

Bang!

"I cannot be stuck here!" He growled, hissing at the pain that traveled up his harm when he invested all his strength in trying to escape.

Bang!

Click!

"Who's there? Get me out of here!"

Bang!

"Would you hold your horses? Which do you want to satisfy, who is it? or getting you out of here?" Obsidian snapped in displeasure.

It was enough to return to this filthy place that was occupied by the living trash he had contained. He reeked off a dark aura, one that wasn't on the darkness of the soul but of the mind.

"That voice!" Arion hissed, knowing fully well who it was, even if it wasn't the name, he could as well remember who had caused his entrapment.

"You!" He yelled in rage, "let me out of this, right now!"

"Someone's a bit feisty. What are you going to do, bite me?" Obsidian challenges with a laugh.

Nix leaned on the door jamb, using his leg to hold the door open in place, sharing an awkward look towards Lank and Lumina who stood by the doorpost.

Lank walked in a hurry, carefully placing Alex on that bed. "That's more like it."

Walking back, he gave a thumbs-up to Obsidian.

Mr. Zhao watched their corporation with suspicion. This was far from what he expected, Sesa would have to do a great modification on Obsidian.

Feelings of this kind, bonds weren't meant to be part of this perfect experiment. It almost felt like he was evolving from his original programming.

Bang!

"If I get out of here, I swear I would–"

"Use your forbidden spell? Be beaten like the wimp you are?" Obsidian tried to complete his sentence, recalling the file he had read on Arion's previous duel.

He gave a grin as he looked at Lumina, in awe that she had given him the beating he had deserved at the time.

Lumina giggled, immediately understanding his expression.

There was a part of her that was glad they had agreed on accepting Obsidian, he wasn't as terrible as she had thought on their first encounter, all he needed were the right people by his side.

'Sesa, if this can't be fixed, we would have yet another problem on our hands!' Mr. Zhao grimaced at the growing fondness between them all and his inability to stop it.

"You had attacked me when I was unprepared, just let me out of here so we'd see what's wrong and not!" Arion barked.

"Fart face is at it again." Lumina and Lank said in unison, sharing a look and bursting into inaudible laughter.

"Keep it down," Mr. Zhao cut in, not pleased with the turn of events.

Glaring daggers at Obsidian, he needed him to deactivate his barrier. Wondering how he had kept this on even while he left the organization on his little quest.

Placing his hand on the barrier, he was amazed at how dense it was, there was no escaping so easily. He could only feel pity for the lad that was trapped in it.

"If I do release him, what's the assurance he wouldn't be more of a feral than I am?" Obsidian sneered at the thought of obeying the command.

"If he gets a glimpse of me, I think it would all be settled." Lumina prided in the fact that she held a special place in the fear he held in his heart.

"You aren't the only freak around here."

Obsidian let out a sigh, shaking his head. Raising his hand he caused the barrier to levitate.

"Woah!" Arion gasped as he was tossed about in the barrier.

"Obsidian, don't!" Mr. Zhao warned, having a bad guess on what he wanted to do.

Lowering his hand and making a snap with his fingers, Obsidian dispelled his barrier.

Pop!

Arion's panic level rose as he saw himself crashing to the floor in a matter of seconds.

Slam!

The others let out a collective wince for Arion, smiling right afterward.

"Ow!" Arion groaned in pain.

Obsidian dusted his hands, pride in his action set in. Ignoring the hard glare Mr. Zhao gave his way, he gave a thumbs up to the rest who returned the favor.

Pushing himself up gradually, Arion opened his eyes slowly. The first face he caught sight of was Mr. Zhao.

"Mr. Zhao, this fr–" he gulped, seeing the hard glare flash his way from Obsidian, Lank, Nix, and Lumina.

"Hello fart face, remember me?" She waved in his direction, giving a disturbing eye shut smile.

"W... what are you doing in my room?" He pointed an accusing finger at her.