There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76: Chapter 74. Sick

For his whole life, Zein had never owned a room on his own. In his little house in the red-zone, he slept in the living room, and the guides of borderland slept at least in pairs.

This was the first time he had a whole bedroom for himself, larger than any room he ever lived in. And to top it off, he even had a whole office for himself in his new workplace.

And Zein had no idea what to do with that space.

He had left it to Abel and Alice’s wisdom, and just mentioned what he wanted to have there. But somehow, his office has turned into a half-gym and half-game center with fitness equipment in one corner, and a computer station in another. The rest was converted into a small sitting area and he didn’t know how, but it worked.

So Zein was now running on his treadmill while reading the list of guides that applied to the new division. As they thought, there wasn’t much. But he was honestly quite surprised that anyone applied at all.

There were eight who applied on their own, surprisingly enough. Zein had thought four or five were probably a lot already. Sure enough, the one he had marked—those whose eyes shifted as he talked about survival—was among the applicants. That was good enough.

He swept the screen to show the list of guides he had asked the siblings before. He had requested for the guides’ general physical condition and asked the staff to rank them from the highest. Not all willing applicants were included among the physically high ones, but Zein couldn’t afford to be picky.

Of course, having guides with a considerably developed physique like him would be ideal, but he needed to be realistic. Zein would rather take a weak but willing man than dragged a strong unwilling one.

If it were up to him, he would be satisfied with just taking the ones who applied. But the Guildmaster wanted to convert half of the guides into a strike division. There were six strike teams in Trinity, and Radia wanted at least two dedicated guides for each team and some reserves.

"The problem with this is the distribution of class," Zein stopped the machine and regulated his breathing while organizing his mind.

From the side, Alice delivered a towel and bottled water to the guide, as well as her opinion. "Ideally, we need two A-class other than you, Sir. And at least six B-class."

"Mm," Zein swept the hovering screen back to the list of applicants. "We’re quite lucky, don’t you think?"

Zein was most surprised to see an A-class on the list of applicants. If he recalled it correctly, it was the one who cheerfully rejoiced that she didn’t need to do emergency guiding for any 5-star anymore.

Three B-class and 4 C-class—he recognized that cheery girl Dheera, and the male one...Jin? The other he had never met before, but he was quite satisfied with the line-up. At least, those were good enough to make three teams already. One for each difficulty.

If worse came to worst and the other guides he pulled into the division didn’t show as much result as these willing personnel, he would still end up with three decent ones, so Zein was thankful for that.

At any rate, he would still need to accompany each team into at least one dungeon raid for performance assessment, so it didn’t matter for now. His real objective was to groom a select few to join the reclamation campaign next year, anyway.

"We are still short on one A-class, three B-class, and four C-class, Sir,"

Zein swept the screen again, and marked some names in the guide list. "I’ll talk to them. Can you arrange it?"

"Certainly, Sir. But what about the C-class?"

"Let’s wait for a bit,"

"Wait? Do you think more will apply?"

"Who knows," Zein answered with a subtle smile. Well, at the very least, he expected some to come at him for consultation if anything.

He closed the screen and jumped off the machine, just in time to hear a familiar voice from across the hall. Tilting his head and smiling for a bit, he walked out of the room to approach the opened door of the Chief Guide’s office.

"You almost couldn’t fill the quota again, right?" it was quite rare for Abel to sound exasperated. "What happened to you these past few weeks, Nora?"

"I’m sorry, Chief. I’ll do better,"

"Of course, you should. This week is particularly...haaa..." Zein peeked inside the room and saw Abel let out a heavy sigh. "Is there any problem? Is something bothering you?" the kind, caring tone was back now. _{freёwebnovel.com}

Zein leaned into the doorframe and crossed his arms when Abel suddenly looked at him. "Or someone?"

Seemingly realizing there was someone else there, Nora turned around and flinched as he saw Zein in his black training suit. Zein wanted to laugh because the whole situation made it seem like he was the one who had been bothering the C-class.