Swoosh!
The Virtual Reality Pod opened up, and a green-haired man climbed out—he was Victor Ranrakok, the guild master of the Monsieur Rascals.
The house all around him was sleek-looking. Very modern-looking. It was basically how a rich person's home would look.
"Lights."
Victor said.
With a voice command, the light flooded the room, and the kitchen's ceiling lights flickered into life.
He walked to the coffee machine—which was of the latest model—and started brewing a fresh pot.
After that, he went to the fridge, took out some eggs, and cracked them into a bowl to start making scrambled eggs.
"Lalalala~"
He grabbed a remote, pressed a button, and the speakers buzzed to life, playing some random pop music that had been topping the charts lately.
"Answering machine, have I gotten any calls or messages?"
Victor asked as he took off his clothes and stepped into the shower and let the water wash off the exhaustion and stress.
