Green Monster Epic

Chapter 500: The Beginning is Always the Hardest

The term 'academy' once held a lofty and magnificent image in Allen's mind. He never imagined that one day he would personally establish several specialized academies.

Knowledge was far too precious to the tribes of the wilderness. Therefore, whenever the major tribes collected useful and valuable books and inheritances, they would mostly hoard them jealously, rarely sharing them with others, let alone imparting them to people of other races. Some selfish tribal leaders even forbade their own people and subordinates from easily accessing this knowledge, treating it as a tool to control people's hearts.

But for Allen, in his dreams, he had seen countless young humans of different skin colors sitting around in large rooms, holding books and listening attentively to an elder speaking eloquently from a high platform above or below, constantly writing various texts on blackboards.

Although Allen couldn't understand the content of these texts, nor could he hear what the elders were saying, his constant explorations over the years had made him understand that these humans in his dreams were receiving knowledge passed down from their predecessors and history through the methods shown in the images.

They had no inheritance crystals, nor did they use any magic, but they could use various amazing technologies to turn night into day, to make iron birds fly in the sky, and to turn the ocean into a sea of fire. All of this was built upon the accumulation and research of unknown knowledge, creating a magical and powerful world.

The reason Mansha City was so powerful, the reason it became a holy land in the hearts of the wilderness natives, was not only because it was the contact point and resolution center for the many powerful tribal alliances in the wilderness, nor only because the various churches of the Nature God system were stationed here to preach, or even because Mansha City's geographical location was a necessary passage on the Mansha Corridor trade route. A significant factor was also that Mansha City possessed a relatively complete education system, and it held no prejudice or discrimination against those of various races in the wilderness seeking knowledge, thus establishing its status as a holy city.

For countless years, Mansha City's several academies, regardless of race or social status, had cultivated countless warriors, spellcasters, and craftsmen, allowing those talented individuals from weaker races to have a channel to acquire knowledge without having to be attached to powerful tribes. Although they still had to pay a price, these prices were much simpler compared to the harsh demands of those powerful tribes.

Therefore, as countless adventurers grew up through the academies of Mansha City and changed their status and strength, as well as that of their tribes, they naturally developed a sense of reverence for Mansha City.

Over time, it was only natural that Mansha City became a holy city in the hearts of the wilderness natives.

Allen didn't expect Green Lake Town to be as revered as Mansha City, but he also hoped that, at least in the northern wilderness, the Green Field Tribe could become a powerful tribe with a long-standing reputation through such means.

In the short term, teaching the various knowledge painstakingly collected by the tribe to the surrounding natives would damage the interests of the Green Field Tribe, and at the same time, it would invisibly increase the risk of other tribes posing a threat to the Green Field Tribe after they became stronger. However, the expansion of Allen's horizons through dreams, as well as his own personality, made Allen prefer to focus on the long term, and temporary gains and losses were not necessarily a bad thing for the tribe.

If he could build a city in the Northern Territory where all the indigenous tribes could coexist harmoniously and attract countless talents to settle down, then the foundation of the Green Field Tribe built on this would inevitably be able to go further.

It should be known that although the number of member tribes in the Wilderness Alliance has been expanding, those initial member tribes have long disappeared in the long river of history, and the current 113 member tribes are already unknown how many generations of existing members have been replaced.

Eric, carrying Allen's request, finally embarked on the road back to Green Lake Town. Recalling the scenes and content of his detailed conversation with Allen before leaving, Eric couldn't help but be a little absent-minded as he walked through the rugged foothills.

This goblin, Allen, always seemed to have all sorts of extraordinary ideas and the ability to turn them into reality. When he heard Allen say that he had already established several academies in Green Lake Town dedicated to teaching knowledge and recruiting students from other tribes in the northern wilderness to study, Eric simply couldn't believe his ears.

Whether it was the wilderness natives or the major civilized powers, knowledge was precious.

Although the human civilization where Eric was located had established a relatively complete education system, most of what the academies could teach students was basic knowledge. Even if truly useful knowledge was taught to intelligent and outstanding students, their identities and affiliations would be thoroughly investigated, and it would never be allowed for this knowledge to be obtained by other foreign forces.

The other three powerful civilizations were the same. What seemed to be circulating culture and art still had heavy barriers.

As for the Mansha Wilderness, the degree of cherishing knowledge was even greater than the four civilizations of the two continents, because their knowledge and technology were even more scarce, so every useful book and technology often had greater value.

Allen's request was very simple, only requesting that Eric, after returning to Green Lake Town, could take more care of these academies and serve as an honorary vice-principal in one of the academies. Of course, Allen also made a suggestion to Eric, which was to have Eric share the knowledge and books of their Tanting Society and establish an academy belonging to their Tanting Society.

This proposal was the main reason why Eric was now feeling restless, because the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this might really be a great opportunity to promote the ideals of their Tanting Society and expose the shameless faces of the gods.

Several decades had passed since the collapse of the Wall of the Faithless. It was originally thought that this major event would gradually spread, but in reality, there was almost no news of the Wall of the Faithless being destroyed in the secular world. People were still deterred by the terrifying legend that souls were imprisoned behind the Wall of the Faithless after death, undergoing endless torture and punishment, and they flocked to the banner of a certain god, becoming the source of their faith.

Obviously, the gods and the major forces under their command jointly blocked this news, preventing it from spreading in the secular world.

Eric and his proselytizing activities were also very difficult. Although Allen, the actual leader of the Green Field Tribe, had never hindered Eric and his fellow travelers of the Tanting Society, even after decades, the number of fellow travelers Eric had developed was only a few hundred, and most of them were still wavering.

And during the year or so in Moore Fortress, Eric felt the tangible and intangible resistance from the Church of Nature, making his journey to find fellow partners particularly difficult.

Therefore, Eric had always been searching for other ways to spread the ideals of the Tandin Society further, gaining more recognition and support. He was fortunate to advance to Legend, and at least in these long centuries, he had to make some achievements, didn't he?

Now, Allen's hints and suggestions truly helped Eric open a window, allowing him to see a ray of hope for spreading the ideal of self-improvement.

When they rebelled against the Spring Church, the wealth Eric and his group brought out from the Church would have been enough for them, a few dozen people, to live comfortably in their later years, establish a small force, and pass on knowledge and funds. However, having stayed in the Church for too long, coupled with the education and influence they had always received, Eric and his group had long been accustomed to treating these precious things as the wealth of the Tandin Society, and would not easily allow outsiders to view or learn them.

It was only because Allen took in them and allowed them to settle in Green Lake Town that Eric and his group, as a price, restrictively allowed the goblins of the Green Field Tribe to view and learn some ordinary heritage and knowledge.

The people of the world are ignorant, not because they are stupid, but because they do not understand the deepest operating rules of this world, nor are they clear about the views of the gods towards them. If you want to make the people of the world see the cruelty of this world and the true faces of the gods, then you need to enlighten the people, let them learn to see the world with rational eyes, and understand the laws of the world.

And all of these need to be completed through education: just like the mages of the Ice and Snow Kingdom. They were not born with knowledge and naturally saw through the faces of the gods. They also had lofty pursuits through the study of knowledge and the mastery of the laws of the world.

Eric was struggling and thinking, and just in front of him, on the vast plain, on the edge of the prosperous town by the turquoise lake, prosperous construction sites appeared once again.

In the east-north direction of Green Lake Town, a brand new and wide avenue is extending straight forward, and is now gradually approaching the location of the Gravel Beach; on the south side of the town, there are several high-rise buildings under construction, each occupying a very large area, and the architectural style is quite grand, as if building palaces and temples.

As the mayor of the town, Tric now truly controls the power of Green Lake Town. Shi Sheng, the former mayor, has calmed down. Except for showing his face in necessary routine meetings, he spends more time gathering with a group of old friends or taking care of his grandchildren at home.

However, the joy of holding power alone is not much. The exhaustion and busyness from the bottom of his heart fills Tric's mind and body.

Although Chief Allen rarely interferes with the specific affairs of the town, he always issues difficult directional tasks to Tric. For example, the commercial road and academy plans that started construction one after another this time were the overall plans that Allen formulated for Green Lake Town after he brought Cour back to the town at that time.

Undeniably, Chief Allen's thinking is far-reaching. When he described the future development direction of Green Lake Town to Tric, Tric was greatly encouraged. However, behind this magnificent picture is a series of tedious and complex tasks. Chief Allen only stated the direction, and the substantive specific plan had to be worked out by Tric and the town's supervisors and leaders, bit by bit, and put into action.

The excavation of the commercial road, because there was a precedent of connecting the Rapids Bay and the Mansha Mountains quarry before, there were not too many problems. The most troublesome thing was the route selection along the way. But building an academy is really something that the Green Field Tribe has no reference to!

Just the architectural drawings and geographical location of the academy took Tric and his team two or three months to discuss before they were finalized. The original three-level school system of elementary, middle, and high schools in the town, as well as the chef training school, are obviously not in line with Allen's requirements. After all, these old-fashioned schools are not large in scale and only meet the needs of the tens of thousands of people in Green Field Town before.

Now, after annexing the Ajina Tribe, the population base of the Green Field Tribe has reached nearly 200,000. In addition, Chief Allen once said that the students of these schools are not limited to the Green Field Tribe, then whether it is for the face and prestige of the tribe, or for the sake of scale considerations, the design of the academy buildings needs to be grand enough, beautiful enough, and magnificent enough.

Tric is very clear that if he can complete this matter successfully during his tenure, then his name will definitely be written heavily in the history of the Green Field Tribe.

Therefore, Tric put more energy into this matter, and only spent a little time each day dealing with trivial matters in the town. Tric now has no great desire for power. After hearing Allen's long-term plan for Green Lake Town, he already understood that the significance of Green Lake Town to the tribe may not be weaker than that of Mur Fortress.

Instead of fighting for the position of city lord of Mur Fortress, which already has a clear route, it is better to let Green Lake Town grow vigorously in his hands, and embed his deep imprint of Tric in the history of its growth.

"The exam questions must be professional!! Professional!!!!"

"We need the most outstanding goblins to serve as teachers in several academies. There must be no favoritism!!!!"

The physical work of construction naturally does not require Tric to personally go to the field. However, there are more important things that need Tric to worry about, such as the faculty that has already begun planning before the academies have even been established.

The tribe has always advocated that those who are capable should take on the responsibility. Basically, many professional positions are selected from the tribe through various methods such as examinations and internships. Now, the newly built academies have never had too much experience, and even the test questions for the examination have to be discussed and improved bit by bit by Tric and the goblin scholars in the tribe.

At this time, Tric was holding a thin piece of yellow paper in his hand, with detailed content written on it. After roughly reviewing it, Tric unhesitatingly threw the paper on the table and loudly scolded the dozen or so outstanding graduates from the senior academy in the room, who were of varying heights.

"Mayor, what specific content should be taught in the Warrior Academy, and how should it be taught? How would we know! If we had talent in combat, we wouldn't have only the meager strength of a level 6 warrior even now!!"

Dwarf Benson is a pharmacist with good attainments in magical potion alchemy and is also a partner who grew up with Tric. Because of his profession, he only needs to learn very mixed and broad things, so he was selected by Tric as one of the question setters for this selection of teachers.

Feeling Tric's displeasure, Benson, who hadn't rested well for two days, also felt resentful in his heart and retorted with equally resentful words.