22 We’re Going To Need A Bigger Boat! (1/2)
Jam finally returned back to the academy. He currently had no urgent matters to attend to, so, he headed to the library to learn more about the various types of beast he had killed. He would also take this time in the library to stockpile as much knowledge he could possibly attain; Tzatziki told Jam that ”you can never have too much knowledge.”
Jam reached the library very quickly, and once again met with the receptionist. Jam didn't expect the receptionist to prompt their conversation.
”You're back again? What do you want to know about now?” Jam might not have found anything odd about the receptionist tone or facial expressions, but Tzatziki knew that something interesting had happened between those two; if not by the receptionist manner of speaking, then by the ”knowing” look she gave Jam.
”Hi! I want all the general knowledge I can get.” With Jam's cultivation at the Palace Creation Stage, he could use his divine sense to read even large jade slips instantaneously. With this ability Jam only needed to find the jade slips with the largest collection of general knowledge, and he'd be good to go.
”Here you go.” The receptionist was disappointed that Jam no longer wanted to research taboo subjects. She complied with Jam and gave him four different jade slips, each possessing the equivalent to trillions of pages of information. The Jade slips summarized all the general knowledge of Yhamnigh, Herbs and Metals, Beasts and Habitats, and The Mortal Plane.
Even with Jam's cultivation, it took him ten whole minutes to digest the information on these four jade slips. Now, Jam knew about pretty much all the herbs, metals, beasts, and locations on Yhamnigh, as well as the various special zones and various sects. Outside of Yhamnigh, there was a ton of information about all the habitable planets, and their records. However, none of those other planet's records were as extensive and detailed as the one for Yhamnigh; it was after all, a compilation of knowledge for all the recorded planets in the Mortal Plane.
Jam thanked the receptionist and bid her farewell. Now that Jam had the knowledge he wanted he went to the Hall of Affairs; he had a mission to turn in… as well as several hundred thousand other dead demonic beasts.
On his way to the Hall of Affairs, Jam coincidentally encountered Arnold.
”Oi! Jam!” Arnold shouted at Jam to get his attention; he succeeded.
”Hey Arnold! Whats up?” Jam didn't expect to see one of his classmates roaming around the academy grounds. Jam though that all of his classmates were cultivation fanatics that would only leave their habitats to attend class. At least, that was the impression he got, from the fact of not seeing one of them during his first five weeks at the academy.
”I haven't seen you here in a couple days. You want to spar?” Arnold was a fanatic, just not a cultivation fanatic, he would welcome a challenge from anyone, at any time. As for Jam, Arnold wanted to challenge him, in an effort to build a worthy rival.
”Sure, lets do that; but first let me turn in my mission.” Jam had just come back from a four day expedition, working only on his Dao centered attacks. Now that an opportunity to train his hand to hand, basic combat skills came his way, he wouldn't dare waste it.
Arnold tagged along with Jam, patiently waiting for Jam to turn in his mission. The duo quickly reached the Hall of Affairs, and Jam met with the same receptionist that gave him his mission.
”Welcome back! I guess you're here to turn in your mission right?” To the receptionist, even if she knew Jam was a cultivator, it seemed weird for a ten year old to travel over 200 kilometers and kill fifty Night Rangers, in just four days.
”Yep.” Jam re-engaged his taciturn mode.
”Great! If you could follow me to the inspection zone.” The inspection zone was the place where people would go to leave demonic beast corpses for the academy attendants to inspect and organize.