11 Secret Method 1 (1/2)
Chapter 11: Secret Method 1
After leaving the judo, Garen was waiting for a carriage in front of the entrance.
”Mister, would you like a newspaper?” A young boy wearing a gray cap walked over with a stack of newspapers in his arms and held out a newspaper to Garen.
”Newspaper?” Garen thought for a while, grabbed the newspaper, and handed over a dollar from his pocket.
”Thanks.” The boy left to continue looking for the next customer.
Garen shook the grayish-white newspaper and spread it open. An enormous black headline suddenly appeared in his sight.
”Tensions between Weisman Empire and Republic of the Tulip increasingly apparent!! The stance of the Confederation will become important.”
He frowned and continued to look at the other headlines.
”The Chairman of the Confederation will conduct an ordnance inspection of the armed forces on the 19th at nine in the morning.”
”Shocking massacre in the Western Alliance, owner of a manor and 42 other people murdered.”
”Fascinating archaeological discoveries of historical remains found in Stonecliff Continent.”
Rustling the newspaper, Garen was just about turn to the next page when a pedestrian bumped into him. A page of the newspaper fell out, revealing a black and white photo.
It was a dark wheat field with a slanted scarecrow alone in the middle, surrounded by a sea of black wheat.
There was a caption below the photo.
”Shocking discovery of a purple wheatfield in the Southwest Province.”
Garen carefully looked at the photo; very subtly, he actually felt a trace of movement from his supernatural ability.
He scanned through the content below, and the name of a location appeared in his eyes.
”Mason Farm”
The sound of a carriage approached from a distance, and Garen quickly rolled up the newspaper and raised his hand to hail it.
The grayish-black carriage slowly stopped in front of him.
”Go to Bluetree Street.”
”Yes, sir.”
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”After the Border War 15 years ago, the world has reverted back to a peaceful state. As one of the superpowers of the three continents, it is our historical duty to maintain world peace...”
The geography lecturer was standing on the podium, giving a history lecture filled with his own opinions. The adorable bald elderly man was vigorously waving his arms while turning back from time to time to chalk down important key points.
Within the white classroom, Garen was sitting in the back row by the window with his chin resting on his palm, flipping through the geography textbook on his table.
The entire textbook was white except for the cover, where a black flying bird was printed in the middle. It was the flag of the Yalu Confederation. The four characters on top of the image meant geography.
Garen flipped through the front pages in the images section and stopped at the page with the world map.
The white rectangular area represented the ocean; three irregular gray lands were floating in the middle of the ocean.
The three lands formed a ring pattern with a tiny gap in the upper left corner.
The upper strip of land was labeled Stonecliff Continent, the bottom left was Azura Continent and the bottom right was Fivestar Continent. These three continents were surrounded by countless islands of various shapes and sizes.
Garen's finger slowly and steadily glided on the Stonecliff Continent and finally stopped at the middle part of the continent, slightly to the left. There was an irregularly shaped land in that location, labeled as Yalu Confederation.
This region was close to a third of the entire Stonecliff Continent.
”This world sure is strange... Even though planes exist, no one has been able to explore the entire world. The continents are entirely surrounded by water with no end in sight. All of humanity revolves around the three continents, and the surface area is equivalent to all of the continents on Earth combined, if not more.”
Garen flipped to the next page, glanced through it and looked out the window.
A group of people was setting pole flags on a field at a distance away. It seemed like they were preparing for some sort of activity.
The late afternoon sunlight with a hint of redness shined onto the field, covering the dark green surface with a layer of golden red.
It had been three days since Garen returned from the dojo. He already applied during the audition at the dojo, and all he needed to do now was to wait for the results.
If he passed, he would directly become a formal disciple of the White Cloud Dojo; he would be able to learn a Secret Method and even receive a monthly allowance.
Ting...
The sweet sound of the school bell rang out, marking the end of the class.
The geography teacher clapped his hands to get the class’ attention.
”Well, today's lessons end here. I hope that everyone reviews after going back. I will be checking next lesson. Lan Ruo, thank you for your hard work.”
”It's nothing.”
A black haired female student with twin ponytails stood and nodded. She then left her seat and waited for the teacher to leave before she rapidly wiped the writing on the blackboard.
The girl had a pure and cold disposition. She had an oriental look with large black pupils; her bangs slanted diagonally downward across her forehead, and her skin was fair and delicate.