The Rays of Reborn. The very top officers of their company, all of whom had reached the Nascent Spirit realm, the pinnacle of cultivation itself, had made a little bet amongst themselves.
Whoever protected their territory the least would become the loser.
This little bet started with Zion bragging to everybody that he will make sure that his territory was the most protected out of every territory.
Jaku told him that he would be able to protect the territory that Michael assigned to him in his sleep.
Both of them made that bet. Then, somehow, it also extended to the Shadow Orcs. Both of them were also bragging to each other about how they could protect their city better than the other.
"BU TO TO! My half of Neo Orcus will be sparkly clean. No harm shall come to it for as long as I am alive."
"RAH TA TA! No, my half of Neo Orcus will be spotless. Not even a speck of dust could lay waste on our streets!"
Once they joined, Grieve couldn't help himself and also joined.
