426: Chapter 383 Miracle Happens_2 426: Chapter 383 Miracle Happens_2 “Casting spells in public would cause trouble,” Xu Yang said.
“It’s definitely for secret use!” Chiyuki Sajou hurriedly said.
“I apologize profusely!” Sajou Jiro also quickly apologized to Xu Yang, “It was just a superficial idea; we certainly haven’t planned on carrying it out yet.
Please forgive us!”
They are indeed very cautious young children, Xu Yang reflected.
As it happened, the dissemination of spells must be handled with extre care, as it could attract the coveting and plundering of other forces.
For now, he could only allow the Sajou siblings to start test practices.
He looked again at the completely destroyed car wreck, proof that ordinary people could master simple miracles after a month of training.
With the support of modern industrial technology, it was entirely feasible to establish a wizards’ army through training courses, which could significantly enhance humans’ combat capabilities.
Of course, there were tricky issues, too.
First and foremost, all sorts of witchcraft miracles were designed by the Ancient Mystics, and it was inevitable that users would co under their influence during the process, or even beco their followers.
Then there was the problem of the practitioner’s ntality; spells falling into the hands of villains could also lead to bloodshed and crises.
Xu Yang now had the ability to decide whether to distribute the spellbooks.
He needed to conduct more tests on the spells before he could make appropriate arrangents.
“Let’s go to Garbage Hill,” Xu Yang made up his mind, intent on making them save lives and help the injured in practice, cultivating the correct mindset and ideas while preserving lives.
The natural goodness of the heart required protection, or else it could collapse into the complete opposite.
When they went to gather their things and prepare to leave, Xu Yang asked Seeking Shadow in private.
“What do you think of these siblings?” Xu Yang inquired.
“They are both very cautious and introverted; the sister is a bit better,” said Seeking Shadow, “I have taught them how to keep a low profile.
So far, they’ve managed it very well, attracting no one’s attention during training.
For this reason, they even gave up the chance to go to school, opting to self-educate.”
“Are you going to Silla?”
“Yes.” Seeking Shadow nodded, “I am considering whether to take them with .
They’ve been training exceptionally hard to master more miracles, to be useful in complex situations, not wanting to be a dead weight.”
“Better to let them stay in Aizu City, to train in their own territory where the risks are lower,” Xu Yang suggested, “Wait until they have achieved sothing before they venture out to make a na for themselves.”
“Understood.” Seeking Shadow nodded.
They arrived at the outskirts of Anjiu City’s Garbage Hill, where dostic waste was heaped high, beneath which were scattered improvised shanties stretching out like a cluster of mushrooms parasitically clinging to the roots of a tree, subsisting on ager sustenance.
No sooner had Xu Yang, Seeking Shadow, and the Sajou siblings arrived than they saw a black dical Shuttle Machine parked at the center of the Scavengers Society, with two company n in black uniforms erging from a shack.
They were wearing black sunglasses and badges from Stag dical Company on their chests.
The limping Scavengers Leader followed the two n, looking uneasy.
“You’ve checked everyone,” said the Scavengers Leader, “co to a conclusion.”
“That child needs to be hospitalized for 2 months,” replied the company man, “and purchase a silver dical package.
And those of you with radiation sickness need individual dical plans.”
“What?” exclaid the Scavengers Leader, then gestured toward Garbage Hill behind them, “Do you see that?
Can you see it?”
“Yes, you’re poor,” said the company man in an unpleasantly harsh tone, “that’s visible to anyone…
But even so, staying here is just waiting for death.”
“We’ve spent a lot of money already!” said the Scavengers Leader, sounding particularly upset, “We have spent…
a lot, a lot of money.”
“You’ve already received our best service,” said the two company n as they walked back, boarding the dical shuttle machine.
It slowly ascended and flew away.
Chiyuki Sajou and Sajou Jiro appeared, but even their presence did not relax the furrowed brow of the Scavengers Leader; he just continued to sigh.
The strategy was obvious.
Xu Yang thought to himself.
The city collected the best resources, driving up housing prices, while the suburbs beca desolate and harsh, plagued by corporate pollution.
Property developers hoped the outskirts would beco even more uninhabitable, forcing all those outside the city to move in and buy hos.
“Always finding ways to make us spend money…” the Scavengers Leader cursed, “…All the doctors are heartless swindlers.”
“Did the advertisent say they would help?” Xu Yang glanced at the departing shuttle machine.
“All advertisents are deceptive,” the Scavengers Leader nearly spat out, “Anyone who believes in comrcial ads is a fool; all they want is the money in our pockets…”
He cast a cold glance at Xu Yang and the others, then led them to an inner room where a young boy with a busted head lay unconscious on a shabby, rusted iron bed, it was deathly dark inside.
“Ah…” Chiyuki exchanged a look with her brother, both intent on using a magic formula to heal.
Xu Yang took the opportunity to lead the Scavengers Leader out of the cabin, allowing the siblings to secretly perform a spell to heal the injured child.
“Is that child very important?” Xu Yang walked the Scavengers Leader away, hoping to get as far as possible.
“The smartest kid,” he said, “He’s loved reading since he was little, never getting enough, acing all his tests, scoring full marks, especially good at math, literate too…
It’s the first ti we had such a clever child around here, maybe his genes mutated because of the radiation, no one knows.
But he fell down from Garbage Hill just like Sajou Jiro…
Eh, Sajou Jiro, how co I rember him not being injured?”
“I know them, they’ve had good luck,” Xu Yang said, “Survived a great disaster.”
“I hope the child will survive a great disaster too,” the Scavengers Leader sighed, “It’s so hard; poor people have no intellectuals of their own.”
“What do you an?”
“Intellectuals,” the Scavengers Leader looked up at the sun, which was particularly bright today, leading him to indulge in so extra daydreaming, “They have knowledge and culture, you know that without saying it, but they only serve the companies and beco puppets in the process.
The poor can’t receive education, and even if they’re lucky enough to be nurtured and get a certificate, in the end, all they think about is making money, making money.
They wouldn’t think to lend a hand to those of the sa background, and they’re even ashad to talk about their origins…
it often goes like this.”
“That’s how it is.”
“These poor families, this backward region, they just cause disgust and avoidance,” the Scavengers Leader spoke bitterly, he himself had given up everything to work in the garbage village, “Without our own intellectuals, living in confusion, all we can do is hope for so people’s occasional kindness, as if waiting for a deity to descend from the heavens, it’s ridiculous!”
“The Sajou kids are different; they’ll always co back to the garbage dump,” Xu Yang reassured him.
“…Show the photos of those Young Witches,” the Scavengers Leader frowned, “You promised.”
Xu Yang used the Scavengers Society’s broken projector to display recent images of Laila dusa and the other Young Witches taken from the garbage dump; they all looked particularly healthy.
“They don’t seem bullied, huh…
not bad…
you really can…” the Scavengers Leader could tell they were receiving the best of care and he couldn’t help but laugh, regretting his constant harshness and hostility, “…Thank you.”
He turned to see the child walking out of the cabin, his head wound sohow healed, his expression as surprised as that on the Scavengers Leader’s face.
“Ah…
Ah…” the Scavengers Leader limped toward the child, his voice trembling non-stop.
Xu Yang looked around at the oppressive, towering piles of garbage.
…One day, everyone will move the mountains away.
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