The Crawford's Multiverse Of Madness Cont'd

Chapter 198 - No Friends Here

The next moment, the trio appeared in a massive dining area. It was a dining area that could accommodate roughly three million remaining participants.

Even if there were so many people in the Dining Area, it never felt congested.

Zeel walked ahead of the two girls as he followed the golden light with steadied steps.

Aurolana and Gabriella soon followed until their light branched out in different directions. Lucky for Gabriella, they were all assigned the same table.

The table would seat twenty, and they were the first three seats. Aurolana had already taken the largest seat, more like a throne, to establish her dominance.

She threateningly looked at Zeel who simply sat next to Gabriella in the smallest of chairs.

Both their bodies shrunk to adjust to their selected seats. It was a comical scene, but it was occurring in many parts of the Dining Hall.

After all, every Race present were between the ages of one year and five years.

"You are smarter than I give you credit for," Zeel commented.

"I know a psychological test when I see one. Besides I am the weakest race no matter who comes. This place is suitable for me," Gabriella answered waiting patiently for the meal to arrive.

Zeel knew that there were many races weaker than Homo-Willorous but every race had its unique advantages after all.

Homo-Willorous were just weak overall but that did not account for the exceptional individuals who could rival even Superior Races.

Aurolana had returned to her indifferent attitude once more.

She glanced at neither Zeel nor Gabriella as if they had not known each other at all.

Gabriella was a bit hurt by this development but, as a princess, she also understood matters of the world.

Aurolana was Royalty, Zeel was some form of Royalty, and Gabriella, herself, was also Royalty.

So the moment the table was filled, a confrontation of status and pompousness would be displayed in its full glory.

A couple of Tera-seconds passed by and others began filling the tables meant for twenty.

The less emotionally stable amongst the new arrivals began to commit suicide the moment they touched the laser cutters on the tables.

Others just cried tears until they ran out of tears to cry.

Some simply looked haggard, but the real powerhouses were all calm – a scary level of calmness not suitable for their ages.

Gabriella observed the Races committing suicide, crying, screaming, shitting themselves.

Gabriella looked at Aurolana, knowing well the mysterious abilities that were whispered to exist amongst the Apollonians.

Aurolana eyed Gabriella coldly and simply turned her gaze away, but it seemed that not everyone was as smart as Gabriella.

Many lights, flickers, and buzzing occurred across the hall. Very soon, the emotions of those crying and committing suicides began to stabilize.

Zeel watched as the person responsible – a small red-haired girl seemed too compassionate for her own good.

Zeel made note of her but turned his gaze away soon after.

Gabriella looked pleased, but Aurolana was quite the opposite, she could feel the pain resonating in the hall and quickly blocked it out.