Chapter 90
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Chapter 90
It was strange to be nervous, Pete thought. Certainly, he was about to take a test, but when Anton Krantz said that he would pass easily, Pete Sharman believed him. He believed him, but still joining a cultivation sect? The Order of Ninety-Nine Stars was known all throughout Graotan. But Pete still thought of cultivators as something else. Something that didnt include himself.
Oskar clapped him on the shoulder. Hey, dont worry. Youll do fine. Oskar decided against mentioning that this wasnt their only chance. Better to pass the first time. Oskar himself wanted to give it his all, because Anton believed in them. There were many opportunities as a member of the Order, not just fighting. He would still make sure he could fight, to defend his family, but he didnt want to continually risk his life. He had a wife and child, and though his death might support them financially he knew the loss of loved ones would tear them apart. Kevin was still too young to really understand, but both he and Patricia had lost most of those they knew in Dungannon.
Pete and Oskar couldnt help but be a little bit nervous as they found themselves lining up with a half dozen others who all seemed to be a decade younger. But age wasnt everything. Some seemed strong and muscular, but one young woman was quite round. They probably had a better chance than her, at least. Pete and Oskar had started cultivating later, and Anton demonstrated that age wasnt impossible to surmount. It didnt help that the one running the test seemed younger than them.
Welcome! My name is Sterling. the young man said. All of you have reached the third star. Thats good, but not enough by itself. We have to test your body and mind. He gestured, pulling back the cloth covering a doorway to the outside. First we have an obstacle course. The rules are simple, make it to the end as fast as you can.
Pete stood on his tiptoes, trying to see as far into the course as he could. He couldnt see the end, but he did see a number of ramps along with strange impediments on the ground. He could see several routes he might take.
With twelve of you, well do two sets of six, a minute apart, so you dont get in each others way too much. Sterling pointed out six of them, seemingly at random. Youll be the first group.
Neither Pete nor Oskar were picked in that first group. That gave them a chance to watch the others go first. It seemed like an advantage, but he wasnt going to complain. As they ran ahead at a quick pace, Pete learned of something he hadnt spotted before. Mud. One of the dips was quite full of it, and it seemed to be both sticky and slippery at the same time. It was quite difficult for people to go up ramps or hold onto ropes after that point. That added some appeal to a higher route that simply looked more difficult. Maybe we should go that route? Pete said.
Go ahead, Oskar said. Im gonna pick my own route though. No offense, but I feel like going with you would be too easy.
Pete shrugged, I might want to use that rope. He touched it, and instantly became glad hed avoided the mud previously. It stuck to him like molasses, but slid along the rope at the same time. It wouldnt shake off his hands, and he didnt want to wipe it on his body and just make more things awful to touch. He used a little energy, with a trick Anton had done to get mud off his boots. Just sort of pushing from the inside out. It fell right off. He grabbed the rope and poured his energy into it, the mud sloughing to the ground. Could I see your hands?
She seemed reluctant. I think this is enough.
He shrugged. Thats fine. He stood and watched as she grabbed the rope. Her grip remained firm, but she just didnt have the strength to pull herself up. But she didnt let go either. If you work on that for the next month, Im sure you can do it.
He had meant it innocently enough. They were supposed to be words of encouragement. But the eyes half hidden behind rounded cheeks glared at him. Then she muttered under her breath in a way he clearly wasnt supposed to hear. ... Dont get to come back to try again. Want me to fail.
Pete waited until her attention turned back to the rope before grabbing the next one over. He didnt want to look like he was taunting her with the ease he could do the same task she was failing. She probably noticed anyway, but he didnt look. When he reached the top, he saw there was just a slide down to the end where Sterling was waiting. It seemed to be the final obstacle.
Pete looked down at the young lady struggling below, then at Sterling. Sterling had his arms behind his back, looking up. Come on, Pete called down. You can do it! He didnt think she could, but he wanted to motivate her. In return, he didnt even get a glare. In fact, the only thing he could see was the top of her head below her white knuckles. She seemed to have a death grip on the rope, but couldnt move. Pete looked over at Sterling. No reaction. Well, technically nobody had said they had to reach the end on their own. There was nothing he could change that would even end up with a minor formation to bolster her energy. It was also clear she wasnt able to move under her own power anymore.
So he grabbed the rope. The young woman clearly wasnt willing to give up, and if she really couldnt try again he might as well see if he could bend the rules a little. He was glad hed reserved his strength, because pulling a rope at his angle wasnt exactly easy. There was barely any room at the top before the slope down, and he didnt want to risk damaging the rope. So he had to pull straight up. That worked muscles he really hadnt had much reason to use, and he needed energy to augment them and keep the rope from slipping. Hand over hand he pulled, until he had to lift his hands over his head. She wasnt much shorter than him, so to get her feet over the edge he had to extend his arms to their full height. Then he gently set her feet on the ledge.
She just stood there with her arms raised, the rope hanging down. Pete could see her eyes were closed, but then she yanked on the rope, bringing her arms down in front of her belly. She didnt immediately seem to register what was happening, but she seemed stable enough to not fall backwards. Pete hopped over to the side and ran down the slope in the section next to her.
He watched carefully as he passed Sterling. If he was to get in trouble, he wanted to explain that he was the one whod done everything. However, the only response he got was, A bit slow. With that, he walked past into the next section. It was full of tables, and people were already furiously scribbling away at papers. Well, hed done what he could. Another member of the Order was waiting and pointed to an empty table. Answer as many questions as you can.
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Chapter 90
It was strange to be nervous, Pete thought. Certainly, he was about to take a test, but when Anton Krantz said that he would pass easily, Pete Sharman believed him. He believed him, but still joining a cultivation sect? The Order of Ninety-Nine Stars was known all throughout Graotan. But Pete still thought of cultivators as something else. Something that didnt include himself.
Oskar clapped him on the shoulder. Hey, dont worry. Youll do fine. Oskar decided against mentioning that this wasnt their only chance. Better to pass the first time. Oskar himself wanted to give it his all, because Anton believed in them. There were many opportunities as a member of the Order, not just fighting. He would still make sure he could fight, to defend his family, but he didnt want to continually risk his life. He had a wife and child, and though his death might support them financially he knew the loss of loved ones would tear them apart. Kevin was still too young to really understand, but both he and Patricia had lost most of those they knew in Dungannon.
Pete and Oskar couldnt help but be a little bit nervous as they found themselves lining up with a half dozen others who all seemed to be a decade younger. But age wasnt everything. Some seemed strong and muscular, but one young woman was quite round. They probably had a better chance than her, at least. Pete and Oskar had started cultivating later, and Anton demonstrated that age wasnt impossible to surmount. It didnt help that the one running the test seemed younger than them.
Welcome! My name is Sterling. the young man said. All of you have reached the third star. Thats good, but not enough by itself. We have to test your body and mind. He gestured, pulling back the cloth covering a doorway to the outside. First we have an obstacle course. The rules are simple, make it to the end as fast as you can.
Pete stood on his tiptoes, trying to see as far into the course as he could. He couldnt see the end, but he did see a number of ramps along with strange impediments on the ground. He could see several routes he might take.
With twelve of you, well do two sets of six, a minute apart, so you dont get in each others way too much. Sterling pointed out six of them, seemingly at random. Youll be the first group.
Neither Pete nor Oskar were picked in that first group. That gave them a chance to watch the others go first. It seemed like an advantage, but he wasnt going to complain. As they ran ahead at a quick pace, Pete learned of something he hadnt spotted before. Mud. One of the dips was quite full of it, and it seemed to be both sticky and slippery at the same time. It was quite difficult for people to go up ramps or hold onto ropes after that point. That added some appeal to a higher route that simply looked more difficult. Maybe we should go that route? Pete said.
Go ahead, Oskar said. Im gonna pick my own route though. No offense, but I feel like going with you would be too easy.
Pete shrugged, I might want to use that rope. He touched it, and instantly became glad hed avoided the mud previously. It stuck to him like molasses, but slid along the rope at the same time. It wouldnt shake off his hands, and he didnt want to wipe it on his body and just make more things awful to touch. He used a little energy, with a trick Anton had done to get mud off his boots. Just sort of pushing from the inside out. It fell right off. He grabbed the rope and poured his energy into it, the mud sloughing to the ground. Could I see your hands?
She seemed reluctant. I think this is enough.
He shrugged. Thats fine. He stood and watched as she grabbed the rope. Her grip remained firm, but she just didnt have the strength to pull herself up. But she didnt let go either. If you work on that for the next month, Im sure you can do it.
He had meant it innocently enough. They were supposed to be words of encouragement. But the eyes half hidden behind rounded cheeks glared at him. Then she muttered under her breath in a way he clearly wasnt supposed to hear. ... Dont get to come back to try again. Want me to fail.
Pete waited until her attention turned back to the rope before grabbing the next one over. He didnt want to look like he was taunting her with the ease he could do the same task she was failing. She probably noticed anyway, but he didnt look. When he reached the top, he saw there was just a slide down to the end where Sterling was waiting. It seemed to be the final obstacle.
Pete looked down at the young lady struggling below, then at Sterling. Sterling had his arms behind his back, looking up. Come on, Pete called down. You can do it! He didnt think she could, but he wanted to motivate her. In return, he didnt even get a glare. In fact, the only thing he could see was the top of her head below her white knuckles. She seemed to have a death grip on the rope, but couldnt move. Pete looked over at Sterling. No reaction. Well, technically nobody had said they had to reach the end on their own. There was nothing he could change that would even end up with a minor formation to bolster her energy. It was also clear she wasnt able to move under her own power anymore.
So he grabbed the rope. The young woman clearly wasnt willing to give up, and if she really couldnt try again he might as well see if he could bend the rules a little. He was glad hed reserved his strength, because pulling a rope at his angle wasnt exactly easy. There was barely any room at the top before the slope down, and he didnt want to risk damaging the rope. So he had to pull straight up. That worked muscles he really hadnt had much reason to use, and he needed energy to augment them and keep the rope from slipping. Hand over hand he pulled, until he had to lift his hands over his head. She wasnt much shorter than him, so to get her feet over the edge he had to extend his arms to their full height. Then he gently set her feet on the ledge.
She just stood there with her arms raised, the rope hanging down. Pete could see her eyes were closed, but then she yanked on the rope, bringing her arms down in front of her belly. She didnt immediately seem to register what was happening, but she seemed stable enough to not fall backwards. Pete hopped over to the side and ran down the slope in the section next to her.
He watched carefully as he passed Sterling. If he was to get in trouble, he wanted to explain that he was the one whod done everything. However, the only response he got was, A bit slow. With that, he walked past into the next section. It was full of tables, and people were already furiously scribbling away at papers. Well, hed done what he could. Another member of the Order was waiting and pointed to an empty table. Answer as many questions as you can.
Chapter 90It was strange to be nervous, Pete thought. Certainly, he was about to take a test, but when Anton Krantz said that he would pass easily, Pete Sharman believed him. He believed him, but still joining a cultivation sect? The Order of Ninety-Nine Stars was known all throughout Graotan. But Pete still thought of cultivators as something else. Something that didnt include himself.Oskar clapped him on the shoulder. Hey, dont worry. Youll do fine. Oskar decided against mentioning that this wasnt their only chance. Better to pass the first time. Oskar himself wanted to give it his all, because Anton believed in them. There were many opportunities as a member of the Order, not just fighting. He would still make sure he could fight, to defend his family, but he didnt want to continually risk his life. He had a wife and child, and though his death might support them financially he knew the loss of loved ones would tear them apart. Kevin was still too young to really understand, but both he and Patricia had lost most of those they knew in Dungannon. Pete and Oskar couldnt help but be a little bit nervous as they found themselves lining up with a half dozen others who all seemed to be a decade younger. But age wasnt everything. Some seemed strong and muscular, but one young woman was quite round. They probably had a better chance than her, at least. Pete and Oskar had started cultivating later, and Anton demonstrated that age wasnt impossible to surmount. It didnt help that the one running the test seemed younger than them.Welcome! My name is Sterling. the young man said. All of you have reached the third star. Thats good, but not enough by itself. We have to test your body and mind. He gestured, pulling back the cloth covering a doorway to the outside. First we have an obstacle course. The rules are simple, make it to the end as fast as you can.Pete stood on his tiptoes, trying to see as far into the course as he could. He couldnt see the end, but he did see a number of ramps along with strange impediments on the ground. He could see several routes he might take.With twelve of you, well do two sets of six, a minute apart, so you dont get in each others way too much. Sterling pointed out six of them, seemingly at random. Youll be the first group.Neither Pete nor Oskar were picked in that first group. That gave them a chance to watch the others go first. It seemed like an advantage, but he wasnt going to complain. As they ran ahead at a quick pace, Pete learned of something he hadnt spotted before. Mud. One of the dips was quite full of it, and it seemed to be both sticky and slippery at the same time. It was quite difficult for people to go up ramps or hold onto ropes after that point. That added some appeal to a higher route that simply looked more difficult. Maybe we should go that route? Pete said.Go ahead, Oskar said. Im gonna pick my own route though. No offense, but I feel like going with you would be too easy.Pete shrugged, I might want to use that rope. He touched it, and instantly became glad hed avoided the mud previously. It stuck to him like molasses, but slid along the rope at the same time. It wouldnt shake off his hands, and he didnt want to wipe it on his body and just make more things awful to touch. He used a little energy, with a trick Anton had done to get mud off his boots. Just sort of pushing from the inside out. It fell right off. He grabbed the rope and poured his energy into it, the mud sloughing to the ground. Could I see your hands?She seemed reluctant. I think this is enough.He shrugged. Thats fine. He stood and watched as she grabbed the rope. Her grip remained firm, but she just didnt have the strength to pull herself up. But she didnt let go either. If you work on that for the next month, Im sure you can do it.He had meant it innocently enough. They were supposed to be words of encouragement. But the eyes half hidden behind rounded cheeks glared at him. Then she muttered under her breath in a way he clearly wasnt supposed to hear. ... Dont get to come back to try again. Want me to fail.Pete waited until her attention turned back to the rope before grabbing the next one over. He didnt want to look like he was taunting her with the ease he could do the same task she was failing. She probably noticed anyway, but he didnt look. When he reached the top, he saw there was just a slide down to the end where Sterling was waiting. It seemed to be the final obstacle.Pete looked down at the young lady struggling below, then at Sterling. Sterling had his arms behind his back, looking up. Come on, Pete called down. You can do it! He didnt think she could, but he wanted to motivate her. In return, he didnt even get a glare. In fact, the only thing he could see was the top of her head below her white knuckles. She seemed to have a death grip on the rope, but couldnt move. Pete looked over at Sterling. No reaction. Well, technically nobody had said they had to reach the end on their own. There was nothing he could change that would even end up with a minor formation to bolster her energy. It was also clear she wasnt able to move under her own power anymore.So he grabbed the rope. The young woman clearly wasnt willing to give up, and if she really couldnt try again he might as well see if he could bend the rules a little. He was glad hed reserved his strength, because pulling a rope at his angle wasnt exactly easy. There was barely any room at the top before the slope down, and he didnt want to risk damaging the rope. So he had to pull straight up. That worked muscles he really hadnt had much reason to use, and he needed energy to augment them and keep the rope from slipping. Hand over hand he pulled, until he had to lift his hands over his head. She wasnt much shorter than him, so to get her feet over the edge he had to extend his arms to their full height. Then he gently set her feet on the ledge.She just stood there with her arms raised, the rope hanging down. Pete could see her eyes were closed, but then she yanked on the rope, bringing her arms down in front of her belly. She didnt immediately seem to register what was happening, but she seemed stable enough to not fall backwards. Pete hopped over to the side and ran down the slope in the section next to her.He watched carefully as he passed Sterling. If he was to get in trouble, he wanted to explain that he was the one whod done everything. However, the only response he got was, A bit slow. With that, he walked past into the next section. It was full of tables, and people were already furiously scribbling away at papers. Well, hed done what he could. Another member of the Order was waiting and pointed to an empty table. Answer as many questions as you can.
