Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro just smiled. In his pocket, he had a strong answer that the Armonian side needed. As long as the Armonian president was around, he would be able to meet him.

Siraj looked at Ibro's smile to feel his great confidence in his ability to see the Armonian president. He was surprised again by how much confidence this young man enjoyed.

He himself could not say confidently that he could meet the Armonian delegation, not the Armonian president. Could Ibro really meet the president?

Their trip passed very quickly to find themselves in the face of a huge palace surrounded by a high metal wall and a number of five gates built on the old Pharaonic style.

The car driver highlighted his identity to open one of his huge gates to pass through the palace gate seamlessly. Then they headed towards one of the small buildings of the palace.

The building was composed of three floors and occupied a large area of the place. Ibro felt that this building was similar to the hotel he was currently at.

He knew that this building was for the reception of official delegations from different world countries in its visit to Hept. After a few minutes of talk of Siraj with the guards of the building and the Armonian delegation, he pointed to Ibro to follow him inside.

Through the gate of the building, Ibro saw a wooden ladder to the second floor. The first floor had a large number of small rooms. The second floor had a small number of wide rooms which were devoted to meetings.

With Siraj, they moved behind several Armonian guards to enter a vast lobby which could afford 100 people with complete comfort.

An oval mineral meeting table occupied the center with a glass cover. most of the room's space was surrounded by a large number of comforting seats.

Amid this vast place, Ibro had no difficulty noticing the existence of about 10 people waiting near the meeting table. There was a Heptian translator Ibro did not care about.

He moved behind Siraj, who welcomed the Armonian delegation and then knew their identity. The ten people, including the Armonian Ambassador to Hept, were responsible for running the official visit from Armon to Hept.

Then they all sat on the table while the Armonian Ambassador took over the discussion.

"We have read your message Mr. Siraj and we are very interested in knowing what you know about Kane's legacy."

Before Siraj spoke, Ibro entered the conversation abruptly saying:

"Before we talk together, we have to adhere to all privacy and confidentiality procedures. I hope you send the translator out.

You, sir ambassador, are sufficient to translate the conversation between us."

"Who are you, sir?"

Ibro became the focus of attention between the two sides. Ibro didn't answer the ambassador directly. He grabbed a paper from the table, wrote a simple word in English.

After that, he gave it to the ambassador who held it in doubt and then slowly opened it. As soon as he read the word, he turned back to cover the letter. He seemed keen on the paper content not to be seen by the interpreter next to him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ahmed, could you wait downstairs while we finish?"

The translator looked at the ambassador with clear confusion. He did not understand why the Armonian ambassador approved of Ibro's strange request.

Ibro was confident the ambassador would agree. What he wrote in the paper was very simple. He wrote his name in the game. His name was now repeated like thunder in the ears of all who played Rioneed.

The ambassador pointed out to the guards too to go out and close the door behind them. Ibro, accompanied by Siraj, became alone with ten Armonian in the spacious hall. The ambassador looked at Ibro with a quiet smile.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Ibro, whose name shook the corners of the game in the whole world, was a young man like you ."

"Age is not a sign of anything. The most important is the ability of everyone to overcome challenges and obstacles, Mr. Ambassador ."

"I totally agree with you. Now, everyone who had nothing to do with this meeting had gone out. Could you talk now, Mr. Siraj?"

The ambassador looked at Siraj, who was about to talk. for the second time Ibro got into the conversation saying :

"The truth is that MR. Siraj is here to help me meet the Armonian president. I need to make a good deal with him ."

The ambassador looked at him silently before he spoke in a low tone voice with other Armonians around him.

Ibro understood perfectly that the ambassador here was not the man with the highest authority in the meeting. The ambassador's presence was just like a translator between him and the other side.

The ambassador's presence was not a statement of taking the reins of power here. After moments of low voice discussion, the ambassador directed his speech this time to Ibro :

"We understand the importance of the information that you have. but that doesn't mean that you can meet our president. You could talk to us. We'll meet all your requests. We have this authority."

Siraj looked at Ibro waiting for the card that the little fox had with him. He certainly didn't expect them to agree to his request that easily. As Siraj completely expected, Ibro to talk with complete confidence and calm :

"I know that Kane's legacy won't be enough to get me to meet your president. What if I know the names of the agents that other powers have planted in your ranks?

What if I had a way to get into Apidon Mythic city? What if I have a completely separate world, and I could let you go into it.

You can build up your strengths there and use its resources as much as you like. What do you say to you then? Can I meet your president?"

Siraj looked at him with a lack of understanding. What's Apidon Mythic city? What did it mean to have another world? How did he know the names of foreign agents among the ranks of Armonian players?

Now, as Siraj remembered, Armon had more than three billion people. The number of Armonian players in the game was so huge that it exceeded two billion by a lot.

How could he identify outsiders among so many players? Siraj felt that the aura of mystery surrounding Ibro had become darker than before.

As for the ambassador in front of him, the features of surprise appeared on his face as soon as he heard Ibro's words. After talking to the person next to him, he asked in curiosity :

"What is Apidon Mythic city? What do you mean you have a separate world ?"

Ibro smiled at the ambassador's curiosity. He knew the game age was only a week old. it was difficult to have anyone who had heard of Apidon Mythic city.

but he didn't worry. He said with his calm tone :

"Maybe you don't know the meaning of Apidon Mythic city or a separate world. I'm sure you have a number of players who are over Level 10.

Tell them to go to their city library where they would search for Apidon Mythic city. Also, let them look for the other worlds that are separate to know what I meant ."

The ambassador looked at Ibro as if he was looking at a madman. He remembered his identity. He was Ibro. He caused a major earthquake all over the world, especially among the G8.

He was from a country that had no support at all. All Heptian players were constantly under heavy surveillance. though he created a legend under his name. The most important point was that no one could find him until now.

If he had not appeared voluntarily in front of them now, he would never have known him. Ibro noticed that one of the people in attendance had used his phone for a few minutes, then he hung up the phone and looked back very seriously at him.

He wasn't alone, but all the Armonian delegation looked at him as someone who was looking at a ferocious beast. He wasn't surprised by their reaction. His presence in the game now was a unique bug.

As human nature usually feared flaws that were not consistent with the rules. The silence prevailed for a quarter of an hour. given the time difference between the game and the reality.

This time was enough for the game to look for information about Apidon and the separate worlds. He did not wait long. In a few minutes, that man pulled his phone back staring at the information he had just received.

After minutes of reading with a complete focus, he raised his head, spoke a little with the people around him in Armonian language. Ibro noticed them exchanging the phone with a clear eagerness.

That movement seemed suspicious to Siraj, who felt that he had discovered a great treasure and a dangerous secret. Siraj did not speculate for a long time.

As the ambassador looked at Ibro, referring to the phone he had in his hand, saying :

"Are you sure, Mr. Ibro, that you have the means to enter Apidon Mythic city? Do you also have your own separate world ?"

"Yes, Mr. Ambassador ."

The Ambassador looked at him in doubt and said :

"The facts that we discovered in the Armonian cities Libraries spoke great things about Apidon Mythic city and those separate worlds. We are very excited about what you said.

but first, you have to prove what you claim. What is your evidence that you have meant to enter Apidon Mythic city? What evidence proves you own a separate world ?"

Ibro was not surprised by the Ambassador's suspicion towards his claims. It was natural to doubt him. He knew things that a great country like Armon didn't know.

If he hadn't shown them the way they would never discover that information now. they wouldn't have known it for at least three years in the game. But the way he could use it to prove what he said was very easy for him.

"I could, of course, prove what I'm saying, but before that, I have 2 little requests ."

His face turned full serious then said :

"Keep this information confidential. It is extremely dangerous. After I prove these claims of mine, I want to meet the Armonian president with no delay."