I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Chapter 151 - 151: Stolen card Fiasco

Despite his lazy appearance and rude treatment, he was a genuine fan of the game. Presented with such a valuable and mysterious card, his blood flowed in reverse.

"Apologies, something went wrong with the process," he said, subtly putting the card in his pocket and presenting the other. "I'll give you one hundred gold as compensation."

However, nothing escaped Julius' piercing eyes. The boy's face contorted in an ugly grimace as he understood the man's intentions.

"I highly suggest you give me the card. You don't know who you are trying to steal." He said in outrage and fear. For him, trying to steal something from his big brother wasn't different from a suicide attempt.

"Take the gold. It'll be better for both of us. It'll be your words against mine if you complain." The student snickered, his voice contemptuous.

Upon hearing the words, Adam smiled in amusement. "Oh? The words of a dead man won't matter much."

He extended his finger, pointing it at the thief under Julius' horrified gaze.

With a pale face, he hurriedly pushed the student aside, making him fall behind the counter.

BANG

Half a second later, the muffled noise of a bullet colliding with a hard surface resounded as a hole appeared on the counter.

The student failed to register what happened. He quickly stood up, alarmed, thinking Julius was attacking him. However, what he heard confused him and the nearby students.

"You really shot! Are you crazy?" Julius exclaimed, cold sweat covering his forehead.

Adam shrugged, seemingly unbothered. "Only sought to punish the audacious hand that dared to steal from me," he said in a frigid tone.

As the student gathered curiously, and his big brother seemed intent on punishing the man, Julius made a split decision and escaped the room.

"What are you doing? JULIUS! MY CARD!" Adam screamed, his angry words echoing loudly in the boy's ears as his ghostly figure was dragged behind the boy.

The students gazed in confusion at the departing boy before returning to their tasks while the thief smirked in victory. With this card, he had a significant chance to win next year's tournament.

He slid his hand into his pocket, happily retrieving the card, only to realise it was gone.

He double, then triple-checked, only to face the same result. "Where is my card?" He muttered, his shoulders dropping and his voice cracking in sadness.

He

Julius gazed at his friend in shock. Was he the only reasonable person in their group?

Simultaneously, Adam wrote to the kid, making his eyes gleam joyfully. "You'd better focus on your training instead of spouting bullshit. I'll be your teacher for the next six months."

"Hai, sir! What should I do?" He asked, his voice filled with impatience.

"Use your mana to construct and deconstruct blocks, again and again," Adam said, sharing his boring mana control training and making Arun's face pale.

Build blocks all day? That was it? What kind of tedious method was that?

He sat down and started, his eyes filled with doubts as everyone returned to their occupations for the rest of the evening.