As Caleb entered the imposing gate of No. 3 High School, he overheard the hushed conversation of the guards stationed at the entrance. Unintentionally eavesdropping, he caught snippets of their discussion about the school.
"I'm the newly hired guard here. So, buddy, can you introduce a thing or two about the school I'll guard for coming years?"
"The No. 3 High School, mate. The top-tier genetic warrior academy in the City of San Fernando," one guard remarked with a sense of pride in his tone.
"Yeah, heard it's among the top three in the whole city. What makes it so special?" the other guard inquired, curiosity evident in his voice.
The first guard explained, "Well, it's not just the fancy exterior. No. 3 High School is renowned for its advanced facilities, cutting-edge genetic training programs, and a faculty that boasts Awakening Realm Veterans beings as instructors. They've got the best of the best."
Caleb, lingering nearby, absorbed the information like a sponge. The guards continued, providing more insights into the school's achievents.
"They're doing sothing right, I tell you. No. 3 High School manages to produce over 300 Awakening Realm graduates every year. That's three tis more than those other schools! They're like a factory of skilled genetic warriors."
"300? That's impressive. Why can't other schools match up?" the second guard wondered.
The first guard chuckled, "It's all about their approach, mate. No. 3 High School prioritizes quantity and quality. They've got so secret techniques or sothing. The students there are like genetic prodigies, advancing faster than you can blink. Not like those other schools producing a asly 100 or so graduates a year."
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Taking a seat near the window in his new classroom, Caleb felt the cool breeze calming his nerves. The room buzzed with chatter from his classmates, their voices a blend of familiarity and strangeness. Glancing around, he recognized faces from his mory but was still getting used to the idea of them being his classmates.
As he settled in, he overheard conversations about various topics circulating among his peers. The latest trends in fashion and ani seed to dominate the discussions. Caleb couldn't help but marvel at the seamless integration of pop culture into their daily lives.
The news about an Extraordinary Realm individual eting his end in perilous areas and wilderness drew a mix of reactions. So expressed shock, while others engaged in speculative discussions about the dangers faced by those with extraordinary abilities.
The topic then shifted to aspirations and dreams, with students expressing their desire to go overseas. The allure of prestigious schools and better opportunities abroad seed to captivate their imaginations. Unlike in the Philippines, where opportunities for genetic warriors were limited, the prospect of attending top-tier schools in other countries held a magnetic appeal.
"Man, I heard schools overseas are on a whole different level. Better facilities, stronger teachers, and more chances to advance quickly," one student remarked excitedly.
"Totally! I've been thinking about applying to so schools in Arica. They say the competition is fierce, but if you survive there, you're set for life," another added with a determined expression.
Caleb listened attentively, absorbing the aspirations and dreams of his new classmates. The ntion of the upcoming Asia Ascendancy Tournant in December stirred a spark of interest in his heart. Asia Ascendancy Tournant is a life-changing opportunity. The countries in Asia, such as Korea, Japan, and the barely qualified Philippines, would send their five best students to compete. In the end, only five people would be victors and Asia would make the representative team that would fight the teams of major countries in the world such as the US Team, UK Team, African Team, etc...
"Hey, why is Ms. Erina not still here yet? Would she attend to us today?" One of his classmates asked.
"Well, yeah. She only attends us two tis a week. So of course, she would attend us." Answered, a female student sarcastically.
Caleb leaned in his arm and closed his eyes as he enjoyed the breeze. There's nothing interesting about the topic of his classmates. The school he was in had six subjects. The weapon class is scheduled every Monday and Friday. Demon Beast and Alien Studies every Wednesday, Practical Combat, Tuesday and Wednesday, Absorption Technique, Thursday and Friday and lastly, history every Monday. On this day, there are only two subjects. History and the weapons class.
Suddenly, the door of the classroom produced a creaking sound and opened. Then, a woman walked inside and sat on the wooden desk near the Advance Holographic TV. She seed to be in her thirties and she carried himself with a refined deanor.
Yes, she was the teacher of the weapon subject. Erina Heartfield. According to Caleb's mory., Erina was already at the advanced stage of the awakening realm. Every realm is divided into three stages. Entry stage, interdiate stage, and the advanced stage! aning, that Erina may have the chance to advance to an extraordinary realm in the future! Of course, that didn't an that she would really advance.
The chasm between the Awakening Realm Advanced Stage and the Entry Stage of Extraordinary Realm was too vast. If there are only three people in the Philippines who unlocked their 3rd genetic lock. The number of Extraordinary Realm genetic warriors in the Ph hasn't exceeded the hundred mark. One could see how powerful the No.3 High School was due to its principal being an Extraordinary Realm Genetic Warrior.
Just like that, the student almost imdiately stopped talking when Erina entered their class. The respect they have for a genetic warrior was evident. Not only that, Erina wasn't just an average genetic warrior. She was a master of all types of weapons! Whether it was sword, saber, dagger, spear, katana, knife, etc... She wield them all with equal mastery!
Well, it had sothing to do with the gene he had awakened. A gene that ca from aliens outside, not demon beasts. Yes, humans can choose to incorporate genes of demon beans or aliens of their choosing. The premise is they have gene potion of the creatures of their choosing. The race is called...
In the distant reaches of the cosmos, among the twinkling stars and cosmic wonders, exists a remarkable race known as the Astraforgeans. Hailing from a celestial realm beyond our understanding, these beings are revered throughout the galaxy for their unparalleled mastery of weaponry. The very ntion of their na sends ripples of respect across the universe, and their presence on any battlefield is a harbinger of both awe and fear.
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