" Honey, this isn't the time," Lilia who was sitting next to him gently grabbed his hands as she whispered in his ear.
Immediately, the anger dwelling inside of him cooled before turning his head to face Daniel," Sorry about this mess, I somehow lost control of my strength after recalling some work I still hadn't taken care of."
" No worries, no worries. Minor mistakes like this happen for people with our cultivation." The village head caressed his long mustache with light laughter," The event is about to start, let's watch and see if some talented individuals will show up this year."
***
The first two phases of the talent test were completed in under a minute, as both were relatively simple tasks.
The first test involved each child dropping a bit of blood into a cup and handing it to the elder overseeing the event.
The second was a punching bag that emerged from the floor in front of each child's chair, splitting the ground in the process. After delivering a punch with full strength, the bag immediately retracted, disappearing beneath the adventurer association grounds.
Even Yone was slightly impressed by the village's technology—not because he hadn't seen such things before, but because this was merely a small village housing a few thousand people, yet it was this advanced.
Yone couldn't help but wonder what the towns and cities were like. The thought of exploring them and discovering what this world had to offer filled him with anticipation.
" Since you finished the first two tests, it's time for the third one and pretty much the most important," Thomas said," you just enter this room, and the further you can walk, the better your talent."
Immediately, a booming sound reverberated across the whole room. The ground shook, and a gigantic black door adorned with multiple white pearls opened, revealing a simple room filled with countless specks of light of varying colors making the ability to see what's inside the room ten times harder.
The surrounding kid's eyes lit up when they heard the middle-aged man's words, all of them unconsciously having their gaze fixated on the room filled with specks of light almost appearing as dust at first glance.
Thankfully for everyone, the massive door took up the entire left side of the room, allowing even those not seated in the front row to see inside.
At this moment, when the room's magnificent interior dumbfounded everyone and kept them from focusing on other things, the voice of Thomas sounded, jolting everyone awake.
"Keep in mind, this room was specially crafted by Garuda, the Holy Father of Martial Arts, to determine the exact limit of your cultivation talent," his voice echoed through the room, silencing the whispers of the children and drawing their full focus.
He then kept going.
" Given the special materials and techniques used to create this room, anyone who surpasses his limit and tries to go further beyond it will immediately collapse and faint. If you push yourself even deeper than that, your mind will crumble and your soul will shatter."
" The moment you take your first step inside the room the specks of light varying in colors you see inside will immediately begin flocking towards you," He pointed his finger to show them and kept going," Do not resist or try to brush them off, doing so will only result to your death."
" Taking 25 steps or less inside the room means you have a bottom-grade talent, 50 steps or less means a low-grade talent, 75 steps or less means an intermediate-grade talent, and finally 100 steps or less means a high-grade talent."
" Als..."
Before he could continue explaining what happens if someone goes beyond 100 steps, he was suddenly interrupted by an indifferent voice.
" What happens if you go beyond the 100 steps threshold old man."
The moment these words fell, the whole room went silent, and everyone looked at the kid in question with varying gazes, some were shocked, while others were laughing under their clothes.
Even the head village didn't know whether to laugh or punish this kid for his rude behavior for the second time in a matter of minutes.
As for Thomas, the man who got asked this question, his eyes were tearing off, the intensity of his well-power to not kill the bastard of a kid in front of him was being tested right now.
'It's him again,' Thomas said as rage started building up inside of him,' Is he interrupting my event on purpose or just trying to make fun of me?'
He then recalled the identity of the kid once again and cooled down.
Thomas didn't hate the kid; it was just that, for decades, no one had ever interrupted him during this event. Over the years, he had developed a certain pride in the knowledge and authority he shared with everyone.
The rage he currently felt was but an illusion created in the moment, it always gets washed away in a matter of seconds.
An elder of Stream Village, someone of his reputation will not take this to heart, he will instead laugh it off later with his friends while drinking or going on missions.
'Humph, spoiled brat, let's see if you gonna keep that level of confidence and act of superiority after you get a low-grade talent.'A red-haired girl with a white face and two ponytails reaching her neck whispered as she scoffed in disgust.
"Low-grade talent? Aren't you giving him too much credit big sister, he will most likely be a bottom-grade talent if not none at all." A handsome kid wearing martial arts attire of high quality commented on the side, he didn't even bother to look at Yone but only gave him a side glance.
As for Yone, the person in question, he couldn't care less about what anyone around him thought or said. All that mattered to him was the information he was about to receive. His twin brother, Tom, sitting next to him, mirrored his indifference, acting as though none of this concerned him.