
Black thrust a larger meat sandwich at Zam. He sat back in his chair letting Zam who was still standing in astonishment.
"A...What do you mean by Mid-Alpha?" Black pointed with his left hand astonished.
"You don't need to know. I already know all about you, Doctor Zic, your pseudonym that you used in Alpha World you've lived in for years. You, Zam, are Alpha number one spy chief. Your name has never been in the hologram news, never known in the real world or cyberspace. However, you are recognized as a professional doctor in the investigation of major cases. You're La migliore spia on Alpha, Alpha's best spy."
Black extended his hand again, shaking hands. "One more time introduce, Mi chiamo Nero, My name, Black, or in Italian means Nero. I am a member of the Eight Colors Society in the Mid-Alpha. One of the Twelve guilds formed in Mid Alpha."
Black stopped talking for a moment. His eyes looked at Zam with a slight smile.
"Oh yeah, you don't know what Mid-Alpha is yet. Let me explain a little to you, sit down!"
Zam was told to sit on the green chair next to Black's chair. Then Black stood up and touched one of the silvery boards in the steering room. Large holograms show maps of Alpha World complete with extensive detail and population density in each district. The map looks different to what Zam has seen. In each district there is one red dot right in the middle of the district, there is also a large circle in the middle of the five Alpha districts. Large circles containing circles of various sizes and colors.
Black pointed at the large circle. " This is Mid-Alpha." His finger then switched to pointing at the five red dots that were in each district."And these are our five offices in every Alpha district."
Black sat back down and stared out of the room, letting Zam stare at the map in confusion for a long time, his chin on the left hand, his brows furrowing at what he was facing until he was unaware that his saliva was dripping. Black with a flat face sat back looking coldly forward.
Zam turned his gaze to Black, "What do you describe this really exists?"
Black shook his head, "That's not my picture, it's a map that Khal Alpha, the ruler of Mid-Alpha, made."
The capsule they were driving suddenly slowed down while flying in the middle of the ocean. A luminous portal the size of twice the size of a capsule that was glowing with a silvery color appeared exactly ten meters in front of them.
"Bene, we'll be at Mid Alpha soon. Please see for yourself how the Mid-Alpha is. While waiting I'll tell you a story, about the birth of Mid Alpha. Ascoltare, listen! "
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At that time Alpha became an organization with 7 great heroes and thousands of people under them.
Decades after the war, the sky was still blue in the middle of the Pacific. The intoxicating sea breeze blew fiercely among the ripples of the sea waves that were both dazzling and terrifying. I don't know how many people have drowned in the ocean. How many ships were wrecked along with passengers crammed. Not looking at rich and poor, big and small, old and young, men and women, the sea has swallowed thousands of souls who understand nothing. But that's where the hero lived a long time ago.
In a small wooden sampan full of fine items of color. Broken nets, oil stoves, broken paddles, and various other junkyards. Plus the sail of the ship is covered with a rombeng cloth full of traces of stitches. Some people would not believe that the one living on it was a human being who had been praised by the inhabitants of the five continents. A person who once sailed the ocean by swinging his legs across the ocean. Traveling through a continent in minutes.
His name is Axelane, a man of one of the Alpha members who chose to isolate himself for a reason. He chose to spend decades of his life in the middle of the terrible Pacific.
His hands were no longer as beautiful as his past, filled with the wounds of the fishing net he always used to forage for food. Whereas in the past, he was known as the 'Unrestrained Fortress', where none of the injuries were all over his body. His nickname was also 'The Steel Body', considering the many fierce battles he went through but not a single wound was imprinted on his body.
Today it's actually been twenty years Axelane was on that wooden canoe. His body is already thin and malnourished. Moreover, his eyes were puffy because it stored so much sadness. I don't know what burdens they've been bearing all these years.
But that day, a large sailing ship passed by. The screen is inflated with the Alpha flag fastened over the screen. Five people Axelane knew were on that ship. Five men who also included seven Alpha hero members. They are Sosector, Simula, Abase, Cesur, and Sivah.
These five people are Alpha heroes who form great teams with their recognized abilities. They were the forerunners of the five great districts of Alpha.
The ship they were driving docked slowly to the sampan Axelane. Then the five of them descended on the surface of the water near the sampan Axelane. With their ability to stand or walk on water is like walking on ordinary land.
"Axelane! You still feel at home here?" Siyah asked, that woman is a great woman who will establish an underground district. His great ability to organize all the activities of the hero team while taking care of all the needs of the team from A to Z.
However Axelane did not answer Sivah's question. His gaze was instead sidetracked on the net he was pulling. He stared intently at every hole in his net, hoping for a fish to be trapped in it.
"Axelane... You still thinking about it? Didn't he leave thirty years ago?" The turn of Simula, who was titled The Risen One, asked.
Axelane glanced at Simula with an angry look. Then they ignored the five of them.