<h4>Chapter 51 Offers</h4>


    After passing the challenging A rank scores, n''s game link notified him of his rewards: 1000 XP and 1000 survival points. With a sense of aplishment, he observed the numbers on his interface and noticed that he had also leveled up.


    [Level 13: 10260/11000]


    Each gain brought him closer to his overarching n, and he couldn''t help but feel a surge of satisfaction.


    Before he could fully revel in his sess, n casually approached the still-shocked Crimson Gunner, Merle Rooker, who seemed to be grappling with mixed emotions. Half impressed and half infuriated by what n had achieved, the veteran redneck couldn''t quite process the turn of events.


    "There''s nothing to be embarrassed about, your score is still amazing," n said.


    However, the atmosphere changed when one of Merle''spanions shouted.


    "That man must be cheating! Brother!"


    "Yes Uncle Merle, let''s just kick his ass until he shows his trick!"


    In response to the uproar, Merle shouted, "SHUT IT! Quiet, yabbing fools!" He tried to regain control of the situation and put an end to the usations.


    The Crimson Gunner took a deep breath before ring at n and saying, "A bet is a bet! One round! I will follow you for one round! But I will not risk my life for you!"


    "Understood, I will brief you on what to do before the game starts." He further assured Merle that if he fulfilled his end of the bargain, n would return his precious rifle to him.


    However, the irritation still lingered in Merle''s demeanor as he called upon his group and left to cool down with a drink in the nearest pub.


    While n waited for the results of the other participants, a familiar figure approached him. It was an African American man d in a military uniform, exuding a steady and confident aura.


    n recognized him immediately; it was none other than Sergeant Dn O''Connor, his best friend from before his regression.


    "You are the one called n?" The man''s voice was firm yet friendly as he introduced himself and his rank.


    n was taken aback by the sudden appearance of his old friend. Thest time he saw Dn was during the harrowing events that led to his regression—being torn apart by a massive bug. Seeing his once-missing-in-actionrade alive and strong in front of him, n couldn''t help but break into a smile.


    "Anything I can help you with Sergent?" n asked


    The Sergeant came with a purpose—one that n had anticipated. He was there to recruit him to fill one of the 200 empty spots within the military battalion. He believed that someone with n''s exceptional abilities would be a valuable addition to their rank. Dn expressed his optimism, emphasizing that joining the military could increase their chances of survival and possibly bring an end to the brutal game they were trapped in.


    n''s smile persisted as he fondly remembered Dn''s unwavering optimism. Behind the Sergeant''s rigid andposed demeanor, he was always striving to remain positive and focused on the best possible oues.


    "What do you think?"


    "Thank you for the offer, Sergent. I really appreciate it," n replied sincerely. "I will have to think about it."


    The truth was that n had already considered the possibility of joining the military. With his exceptional skills and knowledge of the game world, he knew he could be a significant asset to the squad. However, there were other factors to consider—the responsibilities, risks, and potential conflicts with his personal ns.


    Seeing that n was gazing towards the area where the closebat mission took ce, Sergeant Dn spoke up, "Are you nning to try the closebat mission as well?"


    "Yes, Sergeant, I will give it a try," n replied confidently.


    "That''s great. I''ll keep my eye on you then" Dn said, nodding in approval.


    The Sergeant reminded him about a reward prepared by the US Military for reaching a high rank in the mission and told him to drop by themander''s center and find him after.


    With n''s extraordinary test result, he had managed to put himself on the radar not only of the New York yers but also of the US military. The challenge against the Crimson Gunner had garnered enough attention, leading to a sessful debut in the training ground. While n never sought the spotlight, he understood the importance of using this opportunity to gain as much attention as possible. Poprity could greatly benefit him in achieving his n, though joining the military wasn''t really part of his n right now.


    Soon enough, n''s fourpanions arrived after finishing their obstacle test results, and it was evident from their expressions that they didn''t achieve the desired total scores:


    [Milo - 740 scores] [Daniel - 650 scores] [Luis - 700 scores] [Vicky - 780 scores]


    None of them managed to even reach C rank scores, and this left them feeling a bit embarrassed whenparing their results to n''s impressive performance. However, n was quick to reassure them, saying, "Don''t worry, you still have time to try again."


    Vicky, always brimming with excitement, expressed her determination to retry with a handgun next, and the others also showed enthusiasm to give the mission another shot.


    While n didn''t openly express it, he couldn''t help but feel a twinge of disappointment with their results. Such thoughts gave him more reasons to contemte whether joining the military was the right decision. However, he knew that hispanions had potential, and he wanted to see more of them in action before making any conclusions.


    For now, n decided to hold off on any major decisions and focus on his next n.


    "Alright, who wants to join me for the closebat test?" he asked, extending an invitation to the group.


    Milo, the boxer, was quick to ept, and soon enough, everyone else wanted to give the challenge a try. The atmosphere was filled with a mix of excitement and determination as they prepared for the closebat missions.


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