The Rise of the Black Plain

In the blink of an eye, the alchemist, the blacksmith, and the remaining doctor of Minos' group left for the places outside the city headquarters where they would now develop their skills.

Not surprisingly, Ruth followed the only doctor in the group, as the one-eyed woman from earlier had assigned her to learn the medical practices of the local healers.

She had never studied it because, at the beginning of her journey, her ability only worked on herself, and she wanted to be a warrior. However, after significantly increasing the potential of her innate ability, she was able to help people recover, which meant she had good potential to become a doctor.

So she followed the only remaining doctor in the group to Armhands Medical School.

Arriving there alongside a level 98 human, they followed the signs in the area until they reached the registration area for new doctors.

"Are you the new recruits assigned to my post?" Asked an alien who looked like a bird with white feathers and golden eyes.

Seeing this creature with chicken legs and humanoid arms, with level 104 cultivation, Ruth just nodded in confirmation, along with the companion next to her.

"Which one of you is Ruth?" The man in charge of the two asked, already knowing that these two would be there today.

"That would be me, Officer," Ruth said, recognizing this alien's rank from a symbol on his feathers.

After absorbing the knowledge from the crystal with the information about the rules of the guild, she and everyone else in her group learned the symbols that represented each hierarchical rank in this place.

The bird-shaped alien looked at her silently for a moment. "Sigh, your case will be difficult. I've never had to deal with a doctor who knows nothing about medicine. But we'll manage it."

He turned his back on them and motioned for them to follow him.

"You have a lot to learn, Recruit Ruth. So for now, your job with me will be to come to this place and study ten hours a day according to the schedule I'll give you.

As for you, it will be easier to fit you into my group. We'll talk about your case later."

"Yes, Officer." The two said as they followed the strange bird.

They entered what looked like a large library, where over 100 shelves of different lengths and heights were irregularly scattered over an area of more than 500 square meters.

"Recruit Ruth. You can start with shelves number 1 and 2. The books on them are in order, so it won't be difficult for you to start your work here. If you have any questions, ask a senior colleague... Although everyone will be able to help you." He commented.

"As for you, recruit Wyatt, start with racks 50 to 55. If you have difficulties, don't look for other books. Go to a doctor of the Soldier rank to solve your problem.

You'll get a schedule for your tasks and studies in this place at the end of the day... Anyway, start studying." The creature left them there, while Wyatt felt as if he had reached the land of his dreams.

For a doctor like him, who had lived in the Spiritual World for more than 10,000 years, this place with completely new information and many possibilities was like a doctor's dreamland.

As for Ruth, she hadn't been on a journey to study medicine, so the feeling of being there was completely different for her.

After seeing Wyatt go to shelf number 50, she sighed and went to shelf number 1.

'I thought I had escaped my studies... But I was completely wrong.' She laughed bitterly.

...

Meanwhile, the other professionals in the group acted more or less the same way as Wyatt.

They all wanted to learn new things to clear up old doubts, improve their positions in this world, and more easily achieve what was necessary to return to the plan to end the War of the Worlds.

So when they found the opportunity to learn from Armhands, they couldn't help but be happy, even though they had been forced to join this force and had risked their lives in the selection process.

Meanwhile, almost all of the rest of the group were assigned to the warrior wing, where they could use their skills to the best of their abilities. Not all of them had the potential to become blacksmiths, alchemists, doctors, and so on. Most of the cultivators had skills only useful for minor things or combat.

In the case of Minos' group, most of them were born warriors and would join the guild guard. But just like the spiritual experts in the group, they also had things to learn. As guards, they needed to have more in-depth knowledge of certain external guild matters, such as which powers were the guild's rivals or allies, which places were important to the guild, and so on.

So, even the warriors had a lot to study.

Meanwhile, Minos was in a different place from the others, having been assigned to the seers' wing in this outer part of the city!

...

Having just entered a white spherical building in a not-very-busy part of the outer area of the headquarters, Minos saw a few individuals on his way into the building.

They all seemed to have some strange visual powers, able to look directly into his soul and see his destiny.

He did nothing and made his way to the reception area, where he was soon led to where the person who would be responsible for him from now on was waiting.

When he met a being that looked like a tree-humanoid, Minos stopped for a moment in silence, feeling the strong power of this level 106 creature.

"Officer." He mumbled a moment after observing the 3-meter tall creature in the middle of a strange room with an oval ceiling and completely white from floor to ceiling.

"Recruit Minos Stuart, I presume." Said the creature, which had no mouth but was able to speak by emitting sound waves from the top of its body.

"You have some talents outside the curve, recruit." Said this being as a screen with Minos' data showed him Minos' talents and physical characteristics. "When you become a Sovereign, the power sealed in your body will be fully integrated into you, giving you an ability that can give you refined control over time.

You'll probably be able to see into the future with some ease from this point on your journey."

Minos understood what this was about, as Henricus Longus had left his innate ability to this young man when he passed his powers on to him. Unfortunately, Emperor Stuart was too weak at the time to absorb the power sealed within him.