72 Ch 72 | Team Formation (1/2)
Alexander was holding onto a transparent plastic box and was intently staring at it with curiosity filled in his eyes. He rotated the box thoroughly and didn't let a single detail escape his eyes.
”So that's how it is. It's just an accelerometer sensor, and a pedometer combined with a mobile communication module.” He finally said, pocketing the box into his trousers. This was the device given to all the participants by the academy, to know when students will faint.
But wasn't this just equal to nothing? What type of screwed logic is this? If the student didn't move from a place for thirty minutes, then he fainted?
Academy was behaving strangely, this year. Instead of using simple markings, they are using a brutal way to knock someone out. Instead of being alone, they are creating teams. Instead of using the small protected area, this year even unprotected forests are open to students to run into and hide.
”Are they playing a usual team building game or trying to recruit army men?” Alexander mumbled softly. He was frowning and trying to think of something. His knowledge was telling him that something is off and a large-scale war must be brewing behind the facade of peace and friendliness of nations.
”Forget it, I will just ask my cousin about this. He'll definitely have some insider news.” Alexander shook his head, shaking off all his thoughts and moved forward in the queue.
He was standing in a long queue to pick up the team-matchup chit from the bowl ahead.
This crude method was being used by the academy to form teams. Pick up a folded chit from the bowl and get a number written in it. Students with the same numbers will form a team of five members.
Similar to the line up in which Alexander was standing, four more queues were formed in parallel alongside.
Jacob didn't join the same line up as Alexander; to try out his luck and get the same number as Alexander. He wanted to stay by Alexander's side to protect his weak friend throughout the event as he knew that this year's event would not be so fun.
Finally, it was Alexander's turn to pick up the paper. Alexander didn't think that he would be lucky enough to get the same number as Jacob and just casually lifted the uppermost paper chit he could touch and left the area.
He unfolded the chit and saw the number ”13” written on it. ”Haiz… let's see what the number Jacob got.”
Though not much hopeful, he still headed towards the gathering area, where teams were being formed as slowly people were finding other people of the same team.