God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

It spoke to Nolan, who couldn't help but give a faint nod.

[Most likely.]

"Those two side buildings seem like some sort of marketplace where they can get the weapons and armor needed for their quests," Nolan muttered.

"I'm guessing it's some kind of shop."

"They all must need points to access the shops and also go to the special cultivation area where they can increase their strength."

"The point is an important tool—the currency of the Ancient's area."

"And the only way to get points is most likely through completing quests!"

[Can you sense the connection?] The system suddenly said and Nolan's eyes furrowed before quickly brightening up.

Now he was starting to understand how the academy worked.

Everything was interconnected!

The reason for the Celestial Heirs' creation, according to what he had heard from Instructor Tiamat, was to fulfill their responsibilities, which included maintaining order throughout the planes of existence.

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The only way that could be done was if the Celestial Heirs were deployed to complete quests.

But Nolan had a reasoning: of course, even though the Celestial Heirs knew their mission was to maintain order, they most likely wouldn't bother with the hassle if there was nothing for them to gain in return.

After all, Celestial Heirs were not robots.

On Earth, even though it was understood that a man's role was to take care of his people and fulfill his responsibilities toward everyone he loves, how many men actually kept such a promise?

Nolan figured the same applied to the Celestial Heirs.

However, the academy seemed to have predicted this and established a system to tackle it.

The Celestial Heirs wouldn't willingly go out of their way to complete quests.

They might refuse or be reluctant, as they saw no reason or benefit in involving themselves.

Instead, the academy had implemented a smart system of power.

If the Celestial Heirs wanted to grow stronger, which was the only way to survive in this cruel world, they would need to increase their cultivation stage.

One of the ways to do that was by visiting the special cultivation rooms, but that was where the catch lay.

To access the special cultivation rooms, they would all need points in their possession, or they would be barred from entry.

To earn points, they had to complete quests.

That was the only way to get points, and hence, improve their strength.

So while the average Celestial Heir might see no reason to go to some distant galaxy and help strangers, they would certainly want to improve their strength, which required points.

Therefore, they would go on these quests and give a 101% effort to ensure the mission was completed.

In this way, the higher forces could make sure their duty of protecting the planes of existence was well upheld, and the Celestial Heirs would have no choice but to comply if they wanted to grow stronger.

It was an incredibly beautiful and smart system, keeping everyone under control, and Nolan was amazed at the Ancients.

[You see, those Celestials are smart bastards. Probably why the academy was created in the first place. Hmph.]

The system scoffed, not holding Nolan's amazement.

Instead, it felt disdain for the academy's cheap manipulations.

Nolan didn't bother arguing back with it, and he simply remained silent before walking away from the area.

Now, there was only one more place to check: the training area.

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Only an hour of walking and Nolan finally arrived before the training area.

Looking up at the sky, he noticed it was starting to darken once more, even though it should only be mid-afternoon.

[The night is longer than the day here...]

The system commented, and Nolan raised an eyebrow before shrugging.

He had heard of such a thing back on Earth but hadn't paid much attention to it. At least he was aware of the possibility.

Even though it was starting to get dark, things were still relatively bright around the area.

The stars in the sky were incredibly bright, making it seem like dusk, and the Ascedants and newcomers were still moving around.

That meant the darkness was not an issue for Nolan.

If anything, he found it somewhat helpful, allowing him to avoid gazes and sneak past people easily.

The training area was an abnormal zone with various buildings, all numbered.

When Nolan arrived at the gate this time, he wasn't stopped by a dome and was allowed entry, going in along with multitudes of Ascedants.

Just like the newcomers' area, there were various buildings, each tagged.

It didn't take long for Nolan to arrive before one of the largest buildings in the area, and at the top of it were incredibly bold words:

"GREEK DESCENTS TRAINING HALL!"

Arriving before it, Nolan went in along with the remaining Ascendants and soon stood in the lobby, where the instructors were seated.

But he was pleasantly surprised when he spotted a familiar figure among the instructors in the lobby.

It was none other than the man with dark hair and eyes, and immediately as Nolan entered, the man also turned his gaze to him, a small smile making its way onto his face.

Nolan walked toward him.

"Instructor Gerrard. What a pleasant surprise..." Nolan called out to the man.

And truly, it was Instructor Gerrard, the one who had been present in the training area in the newcomers' section and had directed Nolan to the Kratos training room the first time he had arrived.

The man was here once more, and it surprised Nolan very much.

Wasn't he a staff member of the newcomers' training hall?

What was he doing here?

"I was transferred here. Don't be surprised. It's not only the students that get transferred to higher hierarchies." The man said with a chuckle, almost like he could read his mind and Nolan finally understood.

He made a reasonable point.

Who is to say only the students get promotion?

"The Kratos training room, right?" Instructor Gerrard asked, and Nolan nodded.

"True. That's the elevator..." The instructor said, pointing to the side where an elevator could be seen.

He could see students coming in and out of the elevator with every passing second, and they were all Ascendants.

"But I must warn you, Nolan, of something..."