I Reincarnated as The Protagonist's Best Friend

Chapter 39: Meeting Once Again

"Yo what up bro? Did you eat? Sorry about the refusal earlier though."

"Nah it’s fine bro. And I ate Grundleas Pink Salmon. Bro that was fucking delicious! Specially the sauce made out of the skeleton! Mmm~~. The taste is still plastered on my tongue!"

"Yeah. Those fishes are tasty. But not as much when they are still fresh. No matter the preservation method, naturally fresh fish tastes completely different."

"You went to Grundleas city? You must be rich. Shits expensive there bro. My poor ass would go broke mid journey- bhuahahaha!"

"I was born there man."

"YO! For real!? That’s so sick man!!"

Quash and the legend looked at the newcomer who has butted into their conversation. The guy looked excited. He had glasses on, a black Cape over his normal clothes. His eyes sparkling.

"Here comes the geography nerd. Ayo shut the fuck up. Can’t you see I’m under tutelage of the God of Curses?"

"You shut the fuck up! Can’t you see adults are talking!? Go suck on your daddy’s cock!"

"Ayo ayo... calm down Jamal!"

"His name is Jamal?"

Quash asked the legend with an astonished expression. The legend nodded. From the looks of it, they knew each other. They probably travelled together or were friends for a long time.

Quash looked back at Jamal, a smile involuntarily formed on his face. He liked the name very much. It has potential to be the new Jamal 9 meme. But he needed a perfect opportunity to make it viral. And he had missed it previously. Regret filled his heart but I kept a straight face.

Even though he wanted to flip a table or two in frustration.

"Anyway! Ignore that mood killing basterd! Are you really from the city of Earth’s Eye!?"

Quash nodded at Jamal’s question. He turned his head from Jamal to watched the match, because it felt gay to look at a boys face while talking. The legend and Jamal turned their head to the match as well.

The students were slowly coming back. The arena was getting noiser as the after noon approached.

"Yes."

Quash replied. Because of his delay, Jamal’s excitement also calmed calmed a bit which made the legend raise an eye braw. He knew how hard it is to calm down his nerdy friend. Even a little. He didn’t know what Quash did or even intended it, but who care. So gave up thinking and just stayed put.

"Then, how are you so strong? According to the official data and IntTuber’s who visited Earth’s Eye all said that the density of Natural Energy is painfully low there."

"I just did some calisthenics man."

The legend: "..."

Jamal: "..."

Quash: "..."

"I guess that’s a secret... but anyway! I have also read about the conspiracy theories about why that was the case! Most sound theory is that the area has something deep inside the Lake which created a dome that filters Natural Energy! Do you think that’s true!? Or maybe some god cursed that place!"

"LOL. Who is going to curse the residence of the God of Curses himself?"

"Shut up Timothy!"

"Tck."

Quash looked back and forth between Jamal and Timothy and could help but nod internally when he got to know the legends name. He wanted to ask for his name but the introduction part was already over and it felt awkward.

But he was glad he got to know regardless.

"Well, I also believe something is down there. Many Phenomenons point at that possibility. As for God cursing that place... unlikely. Most of us is atheist there. There isn’t a single church. But... anything can happen."

"I see..."

After that, Jamal went quiet. Thinking about something. He looked towards Timothy and he just shrugged. Quash didn’t think much about it as well. But he was fascinated by Jamal to he honest. He had seen many type of needs, but it was the first time seen a geography nerd. Even he could be called nerd of sort.

He was notorious for his strictness about scientific logic when he started as a new employee in his previous life. But life slapped self awareness into him and taught him that not everything is logical or will strictly follow a set of rules. Like humans for example. And when he had looked at himself in his previous life, he had realised that he was full of illogic as well.

So he slowly gave up on following rules and logic and did what his heart felt like.

"Hmm? What the..."

When Quash looked around himself, he found Jamal and Timothy have disappeared. When he looked at the arena, he found them fighting in one of the stages. When he looked up to the screen above the arena, he found his match was up coming as well.

And he couldn’t help but smile.

"By the way~. What is my rank now?"

[503,471]

Win Streak: 4

"Hmm~ looks like there are many others with win streak higher than me. I will either jump hundreds next match or just dozens... not bad. Not bad. No pressure. There are 7 days and 7 night to improve my rank. Even though no improvement is apparent now, there will be once I hit two digit on win streak."

Quash murmured to himself before putting the badge back on. He focused back on the match and waited for his turn. And before long, Quash was teleported inside the arena.

When he regained his bearings, he was standing in the stage again. 100 meter ahead was a dude from the Barbarian race. Quash didn’t immediately use the Bazooka.

But when the match started with the ting sound, he ran towards the Barbarian instead. He hadn’t trained for two months foe show. He needed to use his physical stats as well so that his grind doesn’t feel meaning less.

The Barbarians flared his nostrils and prepared himself to dogge. But mud way through Quash’s run, his speed increased dramatically and in a blink of an eyes he was already in front of the Barbarian.

Without giving the Barbarian any time to react, Quash drove his left leg to the Barbarians stomach, throwing him back like a Canon ball.

Quash then enchanted his whole body for a moment to quickly get his stability and aimed the Bazooka at the skipping Barbarian. He looked un harmed.

The Bazooka locked onto the Barbarian after a few seconds. An exited smile appeared on Quash’s face.

"~Abracadabra~."

*Swish~!!*

The round was fired and it closed the distance in a second. The round travelled straight then curved up and slammed on top of the Barbarians head like a WWE fighter.

*BOOOM~~~!!!*

And before the Barbarian could dogge, he was blasted into peices. Black smoke rising and churned flesh falling like rain before they disappeared.

[Winner! Quash Ogmore!]

The shock wave hit Quash harder than before but it made Quash even more exhilarated. A wide smile marred his face. He was also teleported out the next moment.