Chapter 6

The cold, grim, and perilous wilderness, those savage beasts with blood still dripping from their sharp white fangs, now seemed so gentle and adorable in Ethan Brooks’s heart.

So this is the true face of the Induction Field? In fact, the Induction Field must be hundreds of times more dangerous than the wilderness!

Mr. Bennett finally stopped, satisfied. “Students from the Old Lands, when you passed the aptitude assessment, you received a sum of money, right? That money is meant to cover your daily study needs.”

He himself hadn’t passed the aptitude assessment...

Ethan Brooks stared blankly at Master.

“Of course, that money is only enough for your basic living expenses. If you want more resources and opportunities, you’ll have to work harder. There are seventy-six cities in the Induction Field, with plenty of job opportunities and daily tasks that allow you to earn corresponding rewards. Let me remind everyone: your main task here is to study and cultivate, not to make money. Don’t waste too much time on this, or it will delay your cultivation, and that would not be worth it.”

At this, Ethan Brooks let out a long sigh of relief—thankfully, there was still a way out for him. The joy of surviving a disaster was like just escaping a tiger’s jaws. Unconsciously, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

Wiping the slight sweat from his brow, Ethan Brooks immediately raised the danger level of the Induction Field in his mind!

Mr. Bennett handed out a thick stack of materials: class schedules, nearby maps, job lists, task lists, accommodation standards, a guide to local restaurants, routes to other cities, and so on—very detailed.

“You have three days to arrange your food and lodging. After three days, classes will begin. Note: Yuan Power Enlightenment is not part of our curriculum. If you haven’t taken the basic course, you can study on your own in the library or audit Mr. Cooper’s basic class. That’s all—dismissed.”

Ethan Brooks found Mr. Cooper’s basic class on the schedule and circled it—that was the class he needed to attend.

However, his most pressing problem right now was money. He didn’t have a cent, not even enough for lunch.

He sat up straight, his sharp gaze quickly scanning the materials in his hand, focusing first on the “meals included” section. There were quite a few; Ethan Brooks breathed a sigh of relief. His fingertip slid down the list one by one, then suddenly, his fair and slender finger stopped.

The sharpness in his eyes faded, becoming deep and reserved. He was a little lost in thought.

Ethan Brooks carried an old cloth bag in one hand and a map in the other, a blade of grass he’d picked up on the road dangling from his mouth, as he walked out of the school building.

Before him were unfamiliar streets and shops. All sorts of things he’d never seen before whizzed past him and overhead, and the people around him were discussing topics he couldn’t understand.

Ethan Brooks found that he could calmly observe all the unfamiliar things before him.

After three years in the wilderness, his strength was still not considered great, but his heart was much stronger than before. He had the courage to live alone in this world, the courage to face the unknown and unfamiliar, even though it wasn’t easy.

Maybe this is what it means to grow up—a little faster than others, and that’s not a bad thing.

He laughed at himself, feeling that since leaving the wilderness, he’d become much more sentimental. With the old cloth bag slung over his shoulder, chewing on the blade of grass, and following the map, he walked forward in the sunlight, his shadow accompanying him toward his goal.

Fortunately, the place wasn’t too hard to find. The commission hall was located in the center of the city, very conspicuous.

“You really want to accept this commission?” The Old Man issuing the commission kindly reminded him, “The dojo is quite large, and the daily maintenance is no small task. Honestly, I didn’t expect anyone would still take this commission. The owner of the dojo hasn’t returned in twenty years. Before he left, he deposited a sum of money in our account, and until that money runs out, we issue the same commission every year. But you know, the payment for this job is still at the standard from twenty years ago. No one has taken it for the past ten years. I have to remind you, the pay is very low—barely enough for food. Are you sure you still want to accept this commission?”

Ethan Brooks didn’t answer but asked in return, “Can I get an advance on part of the payment?”

Old Man immediately understood Ethan Brooks’s situation and nodded. “You can. But I have to remind you, if you accept this commission, you can’t cancel it until you leave the Induction Field. Do you need to reconsider?”

Ethan Brooks replied decisively, “I’ll take it.”

“Very good.” Old Man quickly handled the paperwork for him. “The place is spacious enough, so you can also save on accommodation costs. The advance has been credited to your card. Here’s the key—the address is on it. And, welcome to the Induction Field.”

Ethan Brooks thanked him sincerely, bowing respectfully. “Thank you, sir!”

“A polite young man.” Old Man showed a slight smile. “Work hard on your cultivation—strength is everything.”

Sensing the other’s kindness, Ethan Brooks returned a somewhat awkward but earnest smile. “I will.”

With money in hand, there’s no need to panic—truly words of wisdom. Ethan Brooks felt great now; the world seemed much more beautiful.

All those strange things on the street suddenly seemed very interesting. Ethan Brooks felt like a tourist, full of curiosity about everything around him.