Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Chapter 172 Are We Shooting A Movie?

"Sesa what's the situation?" Mr. Zhao questioned as he placed his hand on the window.

Sesa looked to the left at Rumi who merely shrugged at the stare she got from her.

"Why are you looking at me for?" She snapped. She was as sick as everyone else who had not understood why Zephyr still hadn't woken up even after the several attempts to tap into his energy source.

What angered her the most was the fact that their master refused to help out. He called it a way for Zephyr to prove that he was still useful to the organization.

'That's the only person who ever showed me some form of kindness." She raged in her thoughts, triggered by her inability to help.

"I didn't say anything Rumi." Sesa hissed, feeling threatened by her words.

They were both tasked to get him out of wherever his thoughts had drifted to. Yet they couldn't figure out what had become of him.

"Even if you didn't, your eyes did sure say a lot." Rumi retorted.

Mr. Zhao shook his head, now he could understand why their master had snapped at both him and Rumi. This was beyond irritation when they had a goal in mind.

Their master believed that Zephyr had learned of something that had forced him into the state he was currently in.

This had made resuscitating Zephyr a top priority.

Yet these two were arguing instead of concentrating on the task ahead, which could cost them their lives if they were caught slacking off.

"Would you two quit your yapping?" Mr. Zhao hissed, turning around at the two and frowning.

His eyes went to Zephyr who was still lying unconscious behind them.

"Mmm..."

Sesa and Rumi jumped back at the sound that came from behind them.

Stiffly turning their head, their mouth hung open in shock at what they had seen.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Sesa spoke up first, shocked by the reveal.

Rumi nodded her head in agreement. She had tears brim in her eyes. Unable to contain her emotions, she rushed to his side, giving him a warm hug.

"I'm glad you're back." She whispered into his ear.

Her eyes only widened in horror when he pushed her away from him. "Who are you?"

Rumi was in a state of shock, biting down on her bottom lip to calm her nerves.

Zephyr held his head, confused as to what had happened to him.

Mr. Zhao decided to step in, probably being able to help the situation. "Zephyr, it's me teacher Zhao." He said slowly, hoping to pass across a message.

'How did I get here?' Zephyr wondered, confused about where he was.

Looking about, he frowned. This wasn't his room, and not his bed either.

"Zephyr, you are merely just suffering from–"

Pushing back, he shook his head. "Who the hell is this Zephyr you talk about?" He hissed.

Tears streamed down her eyes, disoriented by his behavior. This wasn't the same Zephyr she knew and loved.

Sesa stared for some while before she burst into laughter at what she had heard. She took it more or less like a game.

"You were always the funny one in the bunch." She wiped a stray tear off her eyes.

Mr. Zhao took on Zephyr's words seriously, walking closer to him.

"Tell me, what do you remember?"

Zephyr threw a pillow at Mr. Zhao's head.

Sesa burst into laughter once more. "You got hit by a pillow. I'd say it's a beautiful way to end this."

She shut her mouth the moment she saw Zhao growl at her lame joke.

Hiding behind Rumi as her only savior. She dreaded the fact that she couldn't use her gift on any one of the organizations except told to do so directly.

This had made her rely solely on Rumi and would almost hold her lot against him.

"Back off!" Rumi sneered, irritated by the clinging hand of Sesa.

Immediately sensing danger from both parties, she chose to keep shut totally, nodding her head and releasing her grip.

Mr. Zhao narrowed his eyes at them but turned his attention back to Zephyr.

'What sort of place is this?! I was crossing the road... crossing the...' He paused, his eyes wide with shock at the probability of that happening.

"Zephyr?" Mr. Zhao called on his name, going slowly instead. Unsure of what had happened to this lad.josei

If their master knows about this, they would be dragged into this mess.

'Did I get transmigrated into this place like a clichéd character?' He pulled on his hair, beyond confused.

His hands dropped when realization dawned on him. 'Road, here... Road... here!'

Zephyr's body trembled in fear at what he thought of, he locked gazes with the female who merely just stood there without saying another word after he had rejected her weird familiarity.

"He really lost it." Mr. Zhao facepalmed, taking a step back and shaking his head.

"Who are you all?" Zephyr pointed at every one of them.

They let out a collective gasp at his words. This wasn't something that could be considered normal anymore.

"Zephyr, it's me." Rumi pointed to herself, her eyes red and puffy from the tears.

"And you are?" Zephyr stressed on the word, going slowly as he gave side glances to the other two. If they still chose to call him in such a format, then he was going to go with it until he got his answers.

"Zephyr isn't there anything that could jog your memory on the incident that had happened."

This was asked to know to what extent Zephyr had gotten from the scene.

"Ummm... Excuse me..." Zephyr gave a slight chuckle, thinking of his next words.

They all had their attention on him.

"Are we shooting a movie?" He laughed right after, with it slowly dying down when he realized they had not picked on the joke lightly.

"We can 'shoot' a movie?" Sesa folded her arms and brows raised.

His breathing hitched at the dawning thought.

'What the f*ck is going on here?!' He internally facepalmed.