The Absolute beast Tamer

Alan: "LUCK!?

Lieutenant Rock: "I know, it sounds ridiculous.

You might be asking yourself, How the hell is luck, which is something that we can't measure or define, related to the huge criteria that the organization uses in enlisting combatants?"

Alan: "Indeed, these are my thoughts. After all, you can't measure it. Even if luck is good, I don't see how it can play a part as huge as 50% in my upcoming trial."

Lieutenant Rock: "We have a saying in the organization that no matter how much of a genius a cadet is, unless they grow, they can only be a prospect; after all, no matter how much of a genius someone is, if they die early, then that's it. The organization prefers an individual who can make it rather than a genius who might die halfway through the Journey.

Some people are just lucky; with a single opportunity, they can transform from an unimpressive cultivator that you can see everywhere to a dragon or a phoenix.

If you ask your instructors, they will tell you that the feather of luck is enough to pass through hell in one piece.

As for why specifically luck is needed in the trial, I can't tell you, as only you will be able to find out."

Alan: "Thank you, lieutenant, but I'm still determined to go through with the trial even if it was a life-and-death test."

Lieutenant Rock: "I can see that already, but you should get the one-month vacation to rest and recuperate. It is a much-needed R&R, and I'm talking from experience."

Alan: "Thank you, lieutenant, for your console, so I don't need to go to the advisor now."

Lieutenant Rock had a weird expression on his face as he answered the innocent question with memories flashing like a movie of the previous events.

Lieutenant Rock: "The advisor was transferred due to emergent circumstances, so no, you're free. You have until the end of the week. Then you can start your one-month vacation, and by the way, your friends should be here soon. You can probably see them now if you go to the infirmary."

Alan: "Infirmary!??"

Lieutenant Rock: "You will understand once you go there. That is all from me now; have a good rest."

Watching the lieutenant leave, Alan silently saluted Lieutenant Rock.

Alan: "Luck, huh!! Looking back, I was never lucky. Let's just hope that the trial goes smoothly."

Picking up a change of clothes, Alan left his room as he was curious about why his comrades were in the infirmary.

....

It did not take long before he found himself standing in front of the infirmary door as he requested permission to enter via the small screen on the right side of the door.

watching the door slide open The first thing he heard was a complaining voice.

"Ahh, why can't they be gentle? That guy knocked me out cold and dragged me away like a sack of potatoes."

Alan: "It is good to hear your loud voice. But I have to say it was a quiet month."

No80: "33, you're here; just give me a moment to let this headache subside."

Dr. Han: "Lie down; otherwise, your headache will continue."

As he entered the room, he was surprised to find all the beds filled with his comrades.

Most of them were asleep peacefully.

Alan: "What happened to you all!!?"

No. 80: "Try remembering how you came here in the first place."

A sudden realization Hit Alan as the memory of a small shop with the elder being the last memory of the outside world he had before coming here.

Alan: "Is this some kind of tradition? Do I have to get knocked out when I go on vacation?"

Dr. Han: "Duh, remember where we are? A black site."

No80: "Yeah, but why do they have to knock us physically? Can they just use drugs to put us peacefully to sleep"

Dr. Han: "If you want, I could put you peacefully into an eternal sleep."

With a slightly dark smile on his face, Dr. Han came back at 80 with a creeping answer.

No. 80: "I suddenly feel their methods are very gentle; thank you, Dr. Han."

Alan: "How was your vacation?"

No. 80: "Fantastic, I finally have the opportunity to spend some time with my fiancé, and my parents finally acknowledge my existence. Usually I was the bad example for others in my family, but no more. Your man here has everyone looking up to him."

Alan: "Well, good for you, How about your important decision? What branch are you going to apply to?"

No. 80: "Well, after deep thinking, I'll be joining the trial."

In a nutshell, Alan was not surprised by '80s decision, as he had seen that this goofy senior, who was like a joker in their group always pranking others, was in fact one of the hardest-working cadets between them. If the others worked for 4 hours, he would put in 8.

Beyond the jokes, Alan had seen an iron will and an unwavering determination. His senior was someone with a purpose, and nothing could stop him from achieving it.

No. 18: "We all knew that already, ahhh."

The voice came from the bed next to 80, as the lady slowly woke up.

Alan: "It is good to hear your voice, senior."

No. 18: "It's been a while, 33. Congratulations on finishing the program."

No. 80: "Yeah, congrats."

Alan: "Thank you, so how was your vacation?"

No. 18: "Same old, same old. I spent it training; I can't let myself fall back behind you guys."

Number 18 was looking at the empty bed next to her.

Alan immediately understood that the person who was using that bed was none other than number nine, who appeared to have already left.

Alan: "Have you made your decision?"

A gloomy look appeared on her face as if she wanted to say a lot but could only put a fake smile on her face.

No. 18: "After consulting with my family, I'll be choosing the support division, probably following the path of a leading officer, just like Lieutenant Rock."

Many words were spoken, but many were buried deep down as Alan noticed the deep discomfort behind those green eyes that looked hurt for some reason.

Alan: "I believe you will be an amazing leader; after all, you always kept 80 in check. If you can do that, then you can lead anyone."

No. 18: hahahahaha."

No. 80: "That is so mean. I'm an easy-on-the-soul, easy-on-the-eye kind of person."

After finally getting a genuine laugh from number 18, Alan met with the others who were waking up. He knew that with everyone taking a different path, their destination was bound to be completely different.

He didn't know when he would be seeing them again or if he would ever get to see them; after all, even though he knew them very well as they went through many hurdles and challenges together, they fought through the whole program. Yet at that moment he remembered that he did not even know their real names.

Secrecy is the mantle of the organization, who are his comrades and what they do outside, or what kind of life they are leading. All of this formed a huge part that he did not know about.

Right now he could only cherish the time they spent together, keeping these memories as a wonderful chapter in his new life. He remembered the saying that the old man in the orphanage always muttered.

"YOU COULD CHERISH, LEARN FROM, OR REFLECT ON THE PAST.

YOU CAN DO EVERYTHING IN YOUR POWER TO CHANGE THE PRESENT.

AND YOU WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT THE FUTURE HAS IN IT FOR YOU."

...…..

In his office, the lieutenant was reviewing the reports sent by the seeds while they were on vacation.

These reports were the final decisions on their future service in the organization.

Instructor Tony: "So how many?"

Lieutenant Rock: "three"

Instructor Tony: "Only three? Why do I feel that this number keeps declining every year?"

Lieutenant Rock: "As the higher-ups always say, we are looking for quality, not quantity. But you're right; in the last batch there were five, and the one before it had eight."

Instructor Tony: "Yes, but that does not reflect everything. How many have survived from the previous two batches of seeds?"

A helpless look on his face with deep sadness over the many lost souls as he finally remembered the faces of the previous cadets that also lived on this base for 2 years, finishing the program and proving that they were at the top of the elites in the entire federation, only for so few to come back from that trial.

Lieutenant Rock: "I still remember changing my mind at the last minute; I could not go through with a trial, so I changed my career path.

To this moment I felt that I ran; I also felt that I had gained a new lease on life.

Instructor Tony: "So how many made it from the previous two batches?"

Lieutenant Rock took a deep breath as he answered with a heavy voice.

Lieutenant Rock: "They add up to 13 people who took the trial in the previous two batches; only three made it alive!!"

Instructor Tony: "Sometimes I don't understand the organization at all; why waste so many talented seeds? Every life is precious, let alone such a bunch of prodigies thrown to fire."

"to find wide shoulders that could lift and save the human race from extinction"

These words hung up in his throat as he did not voice them out.