Chapter 169: Rays Plan (1/2)

The person tasked with spying on Ray and pressing the button to take him hostage whenever he acted suspiciously was in his dorm, sitting in front of a monitor screen, his right hand shaking as his thumb hovered over the button in his hand, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, a mixture of fear, shock, and anger on his face as he watched his fellow gang members get slaughtered right in front of his eyes.

”T-Traitor! How the hell did he do this right under my nose!? This fucker will pay!” The spy said, snapping himself back into reality with an emotion-filled voice as he immediately pressed the red button to make the scene in front of him stop.

*Click*

As soon as he clicked the button, he looked at Ray's figure displayed on his monitor screen and began waiting in anticipation for his body to get teleported. But, after a few seconds, nothing had happened which gave him a bad feeling running down his spine as his hands began to sweat like crazy.

'Hah… It must have been a glitch…' He thought to himself, trying to calm his nerves as he pressed the button once again.

*Click*

'Nothing… Fuck! Again!'

*Click*

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'WHY IS THIS NOT WORKING!!' He thought to himself, hyperventilating, tears of panic, horror and despair running down his face as he continued to press the button like a mad man.

They had tested out the functions of the button before they had Ray go and it worked perfectly so why did it stop working when he needed it most? That along with how he managed to pull that trap with him watching his every move, nothing made sense in his head, it was like he was living out one of his worst nightmares.

His body that was hunched over in his seat now just leant all the way back as his dead-looking eyes began to tear up even more as waterfalls of tears began to fall down his face, his right hand that had been previously holding the button now completely wide open as the useless, broken button fell on the ground with an immense thud that was filtered out by his staticky mind. ”W-what the hell is going on… I-I watched his every move so carefully… H-how did this happen? I-I am so dead… The gang is gonna kill me...” He muttered to himself with a low voice as his mind delved into turmoil.

The plan was very simple, Ray would lure Moby alone into the forest, giving him night vision goggles as an excuse to go out at night. Then, when he reached the designated area, he would press a button, making his night-vision goggles malfunction while at the same time making it let out a loud, unbearable staticky noise, causing Moby to lose the use of his 2 most important senses, his hearing and vision, leaving him as a sitting duck and an easy target.

And, if Ray even showed a hint of betrayal or if Moby seemed to have caught onto what was going on, then the spy would have pressed the button, taking Ray hostage.

The plan seemed foolproof, nothing could have possibly gone wrong. Or so they thought.

The gang had made 2 huge miscalculations, the first was that they had no clue of the existence of Moby's mind link. And, second and most important was that they underestimated truly how intelligent Ray was as he had never been heard of prior to his good performance on his exam.

Ray had fully anticipated everything in the gang's plan before they had even proposed it to him, and, he had prepared and acted accordingly. He had endured all of those weeks of pain, humiliation and suffering all for that moment, to help out his only friends and to get his payback.

Prior to the gang's recruitment, Ray had already made a few storage capsules for his own personal use. After all, he made those storage capsules for especially creating traps with his ability and gloves in mind. The weight limit of 10 grams was so low because he had only intended them to hold his strings that weighed almost nothing.

After the gang let him go for the day and left the spying device on his shirt, Ray had just simply gone back to his own dorm. However, on his way there, he tripped and fell in mud, leaving his pants extremely dirty.