Slumdog Billionaire Husband by Rayden Berg

Chapter 400 How Miserable of Jacob

“Then I will leave it to you,” Charles said. “If I show up there, I might cause a commotion. Therefore, I’ll

let Watchman No. 2 take you there. While you’re away, I can take care of some other stuff. Also, since

those people still need to stay here and continue their training, don’t take them away after you visit

them. Just leave by yourself.”

Gerald nodded and said, “Understood!”

After Charles left, Carolyn brought the three of them into the town.

Gerald was shocked at what he saw in the town, where everyone was at the advanced level or above,

and for every seven or eight people he met, there was one top–level Watchman.

That meant that there were probably several hundred top–level Watchmen here.

And almost every team here was a Pathbreaker team. That shocked Gerald a little.

No wonder Davis was afraid of Charles. If Charles brought out any Pathbreaker team, they could flatten

the entire Sin City with ease since Watchmen tended to be more tactical and cooperative

than normal people.

But then again, just like how Gerald felt when he was first here, the people here didn’t look like

Watchmen at all. They seemed more like smokers and drinkers who weren’t properly dressed. Put

simply, they looked just like hooligans.

Then Gerald found that many people looked at Carolyn with fear in their eyes.

‘Are you beating people up here like you used to?” Gerald asked.

Carolyn smiled embarrassedly and gave a little cough. Soon, they arrived at a large canteen. Then,

the four walked into it.

There were just a few diners in the canteen when they were there. Then Gerald quickly locked his

eyes on the three people not far away.

They were Erik, Hazel, and Audrey!

Gerald glanced at them, which made his expression change slightly. Erik was still at the top level

like he was when Gerald last saw him, but as Gerald could tell, after only a few months, Erik’s body

had become more solid.

Back then, Erik was still a beginner at the top level, but now, he was much stronger.

That meant he was quite a natural.

As for Hazel, she was almost at the advanced level now. But for a person like her who was originally a

good fighter, she hadn’t progressed speedily as she was supposed to.

The one that surprised Gerald the most was undoubtedly Audrey. She was sitting there and nibbling

her food in her lunchbox. Her long hair was gone. Instead, she had shoulder–length hair now. There

was a hint of exhaustion on her face, but she was still very pretty.

And as Gerald could tell, she was at the intermediate level now.

Before, Audrey wasn’t a fighter at all. That meant she was making progress as fast as Gerald and

Carolyn did.

It took Gerald a few months to reach the intermediate level from a beginner as well. After that, Gerald

then joined Dennis‘ team and began to carry out missions.

Genius! Gerald thought to himself in surprise.

Then the four walked over. The three were chatting about something and did not seem to notice the

arrival of Gerald and his fellows. Soon, Gerald was behind the three, and then he said with a smile,

“For every being who is breathing!”

Audrey and Hazel trembled slightly since the voice sounded familiar. Then the two turned around, only

to see Gerald who was looking at them with a smile. Audrey and Hazel stood up excitedly. Then

Audrey hurried to swallow the food in her mouth and grab Gerald. “Gerald, you are here!”

Hazel nodded as well. “Right! Why are you here?”

Gerald smiled, “I’ve heard that you are missing. So I rushed here right away. But many things have

happened on my way. Fortunately, you are not in danger!”

Then the four sat at the table as well. After that, Audrey began to tell Gerald about the training here.

The sight of Gerald had really excited her a lot, her eyes lighting up because of that.

After chatting for a while, Gerald frowned and asked, “Right, where is Jacob?”

“He… he failed to complete the training mission this morning. So he didn’t get to eat,” Hazel laughed as

she said.

“So cruel?” Gerald asked in surprise.

Erik, who sat next to Gerald, couldn’t help but laugh as well. “Jacob isn’t much of a talent. He is still at

the beginner level and fails to complete the mission every day. That’s why he is always starved and

beaten up. How miserable of him!”

“After your meal, take me to where he is!” Gerald said.

They nodded. Then the seven walked to the place where Jacob was training after leaving the canteen.

It was a training ground behind the town. It was midday with a sizzling temperature when they arrived.

There were only two people on the training ground. One was bare–chested with only the

pants of the Watchman’s uniform on. One of his hands was holding a drumstick, and the other was

holding a stick. He was in the middle of the training ground now.

Behind him, there was another man, whose leg was tied with a heavy sandbag, and his shoulder was

linked by a rope to a huge stone, which, as Gerald estimated, should be around 300 pounds.

“Jacob is weak physically, so he spends most of his time doing physical training,” Erik said.

“Unfortunately, Jacob fails to finish most of his training.”

For someone like Jacob who only came into contact with fighting recently, every training here for him

served only to lay the foundation.

Gerald found the sight of Jacob amusing as well. Right now, Jacob was dragging the stone and the

sandbag struggling forward while his instructor was holding a drumstick next to Jacob and asking

Jacob as he walked, “Does it smell good? Do you want a bite?”

Seemingly ravenous, Jacob salivated as he walked forward and begged, “Give me a bite. I beg you.”

“Bite me!”

The instructor hit Jacob with his stick and said, “Why am I so unlucky to have to train a piece of trash

like you? I mean, the sun is blazing hot now. Look at Audrey. She came here at the same time as you,

and yet she is already at the intermediate level. You are worse than a young lady! I really

want to give you a kick now.”

“I am not a talent!” Jacob said, “Dear Instructor, please spare me. I am starving!”

“Spare you? Now pull your stone and go forward,” the instructor took a bite of the drumstick and

cursed.

“Fuck you!”

Noticing that the drumstick had been eaten, Jacob suffered from a meltdown right away as he sat down

where he was and said, “I quit. I don’t even get to eat. Damn it! Why do I bother to pull the stone

anyway? Do you know who my friend is? Watchman No. 0, Gerald! If you keep bullying me like this, I’ll

ask him to beat you up!”

“Haha!” The instructor laughed. “He can’t come here. So you don’t want to pull the stone, right? I’ll ask

Marcel to sleep at your place tonight then!”

“Damn you!” Jacob flew into a rage.

“Who is Marcel? Is that a woman?” Gerald, curious, could not help but ask.

“No!” Audrey and the other two had strange expressions on their faces.

Erik gave a little cough and covered his mouth as he said, “Marcel Cohen is a man. It is said that,

before he joined Night Watch, he was a performer. But his sexual orientation is gay. On the first day

Jacob came here, Marcel noticed Jacob. And then, he started to make advances on Jacob ever since!

“You know Jacob well, right? He soon made friends with Marcel as that’s what he would do to anyone.

Then Jacob found out that Marcel touched him all the time. At first, Jacob thought that it was normal.

So he ignored it. Later, people told Jacob that Marcel is gay. That shocked Jacob greatly,” Erik could

not help but laugh as he said. “Marcel has been trying to make Jacob gay all the

while.”

Gerald then cast Jacob a sympathetic look.

He thought, Jacob… is so miserable.

As they introduced everything to Gerald, Gerald grew to understand that the rules for survival here

were even crueler than that of Sin City.

Then Gerald smiled and shouted, “Jacob!”

Jacob trembled and turned his head, only to see a large group of people standing not far away, among

which there was Gerald. Jacob wiped his eyes and said, “Am I hallucinating?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. I am here to visit you,” Gerald said.

Jacob was reduced to tears right away. Then he shouted, “Gerald, help! Please take me out of here! I

am so miserable!”