58 Inception of a Technique Part 2 (1/2)

John frowned, 'aren't these people supposed to be gardener experts?' he wondered to himself. ”Isn't this too simple?” John finally asked.

”Stop pretending!” the young man yelled. The commotion caused many to look over. They looked at John with disdain in their eyes.

Yorik scoffed, ”Fellow Daoist, are you implying that all of us are fools?”

John looked at the young man with annoyed that he'd caused a scene. He then smiled at the distinguished man with a beard down to the floor and said, ”I'm not implying that you are fools… Just that you aren't gardening experts.”

”You dare!” Yorik exploded with rage. Power filled the room as the old man weaved through the crowd arriving at John's throat in an instant.

John could do nothing as his throat is grabbed almost taking his life right there. As John's life begun to flash before his eyes, Falcon intervened grabbing the old mans arm. ”Please calm down, let's not battle with power but with knowledge,” he said soothingly.

”Hmph,” Yorik puffs out a breath as he throws John on to the table. He then looked at falcon and asked, ”If not even your clan could discover what these plants are, then how will you adjudicate the test?”

”Don't worry friend these are the few that we could discover after scouring ancient records,” Falcon appeased the old man eliminating the tension with his bright smile.

”Fine, let us see what this fool knows. There aren't any worries of people copying him so he can just state what they are right here,” Yorik said with condescension.

John coughed as he gasped for breath. As he rubbed his neck, he cursed himself for kicking a metal pan. ”Alright anyone who's been doing gardening for a long time should be able to pick these out easily,” John said. He then looked at Franklin and mentioned, ”Please ensure my safety in leaving.”

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”Don't worry, it'd be a black mark on me if you died while being my guest,” Falcon reassures.

John stumbles through the antagonistic crowd towards the five example plants. The first was a neon green colored fern with six large leaves held up by three-foot-long stems. It let off dim light coloring everything around it with a green hue.

John stands a few paces away from the plant and sniffs the air. He then reached out while staying at arms a reach away and flicked one of the leaves with his index finger. A bit of incandescence powder floated of the plant creating circular light patterns. John quickly stepped back, making sure not to make contact with the dust.

”Are you done playing and looking mysterious? If you can't identify it just admit it. Stop wasting everyone's time.” Yorik complains.

John frowns and shakes his head. 'How can I identify it correctly without checking the specifics?' he asked himself. ”I've finished the examination, so I don't know what you're complaining about!” John snidely remarks.

This caused Falcon to raise his eyebrow. 'What gave this man so much courage?' he wondered.

Yorik face almost exploded as the blood rushed to his head, and his beard flew about from his fiery breath. ”You!” he snorts.

”This is a Welting Snile fern. It was discovered by the Snilenton Renold about 30,000 years ago. The clan is now long gone, but Snilenton is a famous gardener. His adventurous nature led to the documentation of many unique plants,” John exposited to the crowd.

John was looking forward to the knowing expressions and excitement at being able to examine such a rare specimen. When every he taught the new gardener's, their eyes would gloss over, but today he was with his peers. However, as he looked out at the crowd, he saw a mix of skepticism and disinterest.