The Primal Hunter

Jake sat in the meditation chamber as he went over some basic knowledge within the Token related to the Academy as a whole. He had wondered for a while how exactly an educational institution would function in the multiverse, much less an Order of poison alchemists, and the way it worked was rather, well, simple?

There wasn’t a curriculum or a set schedule of teachers and their lessons. There were no long-term lesson plans or forced subjects either; there weren’t even defined grades or “years” of any kind. It was all honestly weird from the perspective of someone from Earth who had gone through any kind of traditional education. He even saw that those teaching were, more often than not, also students themselves.

Classes and lessons did exist, of course, but you had to sign up to them individually, and they didn’t end with any exam or test or anything. There wasn’t attendance either, but it would be stupid not to come to a lesson you had signed up to due to one other thing: Credits.

No, not Credits as in the standard system currency, but Academy Credits used to sign up for classes. Ah, but these Academy Credits could be bought using regular Credits and some other means. To attend a lesson cost these Academy Credits with the teacher getting a portion based on how much was spent by those attending.

It was a free-market capitalist dream-version of an educational institution with ample competition to get people to attend your lessons. Jake was honestly surprised at how everything worked and did question the efficiency of it, but then again… he had a feeling most members of the Order were selfish assholes, so they needed selfish motivations to do anything.

Lessons themselves were as varied as they came. Some were massive seminars where it looked like hundreds of thousands if not millions could attend, performed by powerful individuals on their own specialties, while others were one-on-one lessons and practice. The most popular form was smaller lessons with below a hundred people and often combined teaching and practical workshops.

Time was also a massive factor. Some lessons lasted a few hours while Jake saw one that said it had an expected running time of fifty years. It was one related to growing certain kinds of herbs and would seriously last fifty years based on the description without any breaks or anything in between. This seemed insane to Jake, even if he could see it really did not matter as the lesson catered to C- and B-grades, where spending fifty years wouldn’t be that bad.

That was another thing. Jake could sign up for any lesson he wanted at any time, though most did have an advised grade. Shit, if he had the Academy Credits – or AC for short – he could attend the lesson of an S-grade if he so wanted. Maybe even a god at some point. Of course, it would be an utter waste as they would be speaking about way too advanced subjects, but it was an option.

As for what kind of lessons there were? Well, it would be a better question to ask what kind of lessons there weren’t. Jake saw everything from rituals, potions, elixirs, all kinds of poison, everything related to herbs and natural treasures, including how to grow and find them.

There were even lessons on practical applications of poisons where one could use them on targets and observe their effects. Jake didn’t like the sound of that but would rather do another kind of lesson: combat.

Yep, the alchemist academy had combat lessons too, and a wide variety of them. They were far less, and they were definitely not as popular from the looks of it, but many did also hold lessons in them. In fact, it looked like anyone could make their own lessons at any point for others to sign up for using the Token.

The Token was the root of everything and functioned as both a lesson plan and the only way of signing up for things. It also stored the AC and all the information regarding lessons. It even had a small spatial storage in it. Jake kept sitting in the room, tinkering with it a while longer as he went through some potential lessons for fun.

Oh yeah, while there weren’t really any school years per-se, there were certain set periods where new members were recruited. Jake theorized this was for the ones making lessons to focus on stuff new students would need in those periods. In fact, he saw quite a lot catered towards newer students in the upcoming weeks, including topics related to general knowledge of the wider multiverse.

He also found many interesting classes on a subject that honestly shouldn’t have surprised him. There were thousands total pertaining to languages. The reason why these were interesting was that he saw even E-grades who would hold these classes. Of course, with Tongue of the Myriad Races, such a thing was completely unnecessary for Jake. He and others from Earth had really lucked out there.

Jake had not decided on anything yet but would wait and probably take some of the ones aimed at people new to the multiverse. There were a few related to understanding affinities and what ones you were good at, which he especially wanted to give a go, as so far, he felt like he only discovered if he was good at something when faced directly with it.

He spent a bit longer going over stuff before he was forced to leave the meditation chamber again. Now, he was a bit reluctant to do this, as his sphere had made him aware Meira had been sitting outside the room for the last nine hours, completely unmoving as she waited for him.

Getting his shit together, he walked out. Meira stood up immediately when he exited and bowed deeply. Jake threw her a glance and asked: “I have been wondering, how much do you know about herbs and natural treasures and such?”

“I have been educated in both herbology and toxicology and possess skills related to both. In addition, I also have skills pertaining to Identifying and acquiring any kind of natural treasure requested, as well as the locations and methods of which I can acquire them within the Order,” Meira quickly answered.

quirk Meira had picked up over the last day or so since Jake arrived: her ability to avoid referring to Jake in any direct way. It was honestly impressive how her way of dodging to

with Neurotoxin properties from the warehouse as well as some books related to neurotoxins from the

days… the only way to make any progress with Meria seemed to be to actually allow her to feel useful by making her do things. It was just small things, like asking her to show him where something was or maybe check up on the garden and make sure everything was okay or any other mundane task. Jake believed,

as she

after her as she turned and bowed again in acknowledgment before enthusiastically running

would still get some work done, and one of the classes he really wanted to attend was related to Neurotoxins. Jake already used Hemotoxins

soul poison, was something Jake had also dabbled in, but some toxins directly targeted mana, some that

he went to his lab, the Token vibrated slightly in his spatial storage as he saw Reika was calling him. He swiftly picked up as he answered in his best customer

asked in a worried tone as the joke

just… never mind. So, how are you settling in?”

work using telepathy. Shit, the sound was even blocked, making no one able to hear their

accommodations are a lot better than expected. I had assumed a dorm would mean shared living space and possibly even communal alchemy

I am working on it. Anyway, have you had time to check the lessons

the others from the Noboru clan to take some lessons together. This is one of the reasons I contacted you as I wanted

As Reika had said, it included the lessons, with most of them being elementary lessons Jake himself

wasn’t sure yet what to pick, but a few did seem interesting enough to join. He did, however, notice one thing: “How come only you and that Haruto guy will attend all of the

Jake,” Reika answered. “Those with White Tokens start with one hundred while Haruto and I started with a thousand each. We are already

Credits as naturally not everyone was suited for teaching or had anything worthwhile to teach. Of course, one would still require ingredients, but these could

taking on quests from the Order, or holding a certain number of lessons with a good

was. It was a bit like social media in that the users of the system were both the customers and the creators of the product. Sure, the Order did provide all accommodations, but the sheer income from donated ingredients, potions, elixirs, and all

number of AC yet, and he quickly discovered an issue… he couldn’t find it. He tried mentally searching the Token, but there just wasn’t any registered to

to answer Reika either way. “Yeah, donations will probably be good. I am

into right now, but it is hard, and as much as I hate to admit it, I doubt any of us from the clan have anything truly valuable to offer as of yet. No

a while, learn some valuable things, and return to Earth better for it,” Jake said

“But it also feels like that would be a waste. This entire place is a treasure trove of knowledge and wealth. To not explore it as much

get learning and improving,” Jake grinned to himself, perfectly understanding her thought process.

finished the call. It seemed like everyone was settling in, and besides the guy who died during the dungeon, all of the alchemists Reika had brought were bound to

and as he checked through stuff in the Token some more, he spotted something. A special lesson would be held soon and had just been put

the flames of creations and

mobilizing the power found within your Truesoul, take control as your flames become a catalyst of

Emberflight (mid-tier

Suggested Attendance Level: N/A

Duration: 1x 10-hour session.

AC Price: 420,000