I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 425 The Era of Large Dungeons

Tokyo,

Shinbungyo-ku,

In the newly built city known as 'Academy City'.

"The Princess of England delivers a televised address,"

"The following instructions were put forward for post-disaster reconstruction work."

On mobile phones, computers, and televisions, the headline news is about England, which has finally recovered and is issuing a global announcement.

"At the same time, Parliament unanimously passed the 'Ban on Biological Experimentation Act,' which will prohibit all human and biological experiments involving supernatural powers within England."

"Upon discovery, they will be immediately prosecuted for 'endangering national security': any superhuman or law enforcement agency has the right and obligation to kill them on the spot, and will not be held legally accountable afterward."

"It is understood that many countries are drafting relevant laws in order to completely eliminate anti-social and anti-human activities such as 'human experimentation'."

In human society, if a nation gets serious, it can almost suppress everything!
No matter what kind of 'organization' it is, there is always the shadow of a 'nation' behind it: that kind of mysterious force that is independent of all countries and can wield power like the wind and rain has never existed before.

Now, while there are indeed organizations like the Akatsuki, how many Akatsuki are there in the world?
There is no national-level venue, financial resources, material resources, or technology.
It's completely impossible to conduct human experiments.

After Ie's outburst,
Anyone who dares to conduct human experiments again will be wiped out by numerous major powers.

On the sidewalk, students walked back and forth, scrolling through their phones and discussing the 'international situation'.

"It seems that England has really been badly beaten this time."

"That's right. Half of the country's core area has been bombed to smithereens; and now there's the 'Eight-Nation Alliance' arguing in London. It would be normal for the country to be destroyed."

For example, other Commonwealth countries.

There is no government now, and everything is in chaos.

"It's unlikely. Princess Charlotte has the holy sword 'Durandall' in her hands. Who would dare to use violence?"

"It's hard to say. Bad people are difficult to deal with, but there are many ways to deal with good people."

The people discussing these things were not teenagers pontificating about the state of the nation; rather, they were several teenage girls dressed in traditional junior high school uniforms from an island nation.

The so-called traditional school uniform is the sailor uniform. In fact, many schools in island nations have gradually changed the sailor uniform to a girls' blazer and skirt. The reason, of course, is that the sailor uniform is easy to associate with the American navy, although this style of clothing was originally modeled after the British navy.

The saying "a father resembles his son" is actually an unnatural reversal of the traditional concept of yin and yang.

As things stand, the percentage of junior high school students wearing sailor uniforms has fallen below 50%, and those are all various 'modified' versions.

As for high school, everyone wore a suit:

What era are we living in? Why are people still wearing sailor uniforms?

The reason why sailor uniforms are everywhere in 'educational films' is, of course, to cater to the tastes of 'older' people in their thirties and forties.

However, there are some special cases:

"Look, it's the uniform of the 'Curse Magic Vocational School'."

Several girls, who were discussing national affairs, pointed at a boy waiting for a bus.

The other person was wearing a traditional 'hakama' similar to a pleated skirt on the lower body and a 'haori' embroidered with the school's name on the upper body, a style that was very different from the high-tech city around them.

"I'm so envious! I wish I could go to a magic-focused academy too!"

"Shall I recommend a sleep-aid pillow to you?"

That's a vocational school specializing in sorcery. As you can tell from the name, it's a subordinate school of the higher vocational school of sorcery. It's a place where the children of the truly powerful and noble families gather, and more than half of the students are superhumans. With the power of the powerful and noble, getting a bottle of "level three superhuman potion" is not a difficult task.

Some are ambitious and proud, and choose to cultivate themselves to break through to the extraordinary level.

According to the teachers, those who voluntarily enter the extraordinary realm are far superior to those who 'take drugs' in terms of both potential and cultivation progress.

Of course, if you have connections, influence, or a powerful figure willing to nurture you, you can disregard these rules.

"Stop looking, we have no chance. Wait—"

One of the girls turned her head and looked at the classmate in the group who was not participating in the discussion and was staring at his phone.

"If it's Kagome, she should have a chance."

"Huh? Me?"

The girl, who was intently looking at her phone, looked up, her expression not quite bright.

She had long, flowing hair and brown eyes, and her appearance was actually quite good, but her temperament was a bit of a letdown: no, it should be said that her standard youthful and girlish aura made people subconsciously overlook her delicate features.

"I'm still far from qualified. I'm not even qualified to step onto the stage of 'Valkyrie,' the women's organization under the Kengan Association."

A fighting game was playing on her phone.

These words left the other girls speechless.

That's the 'Valkyrie' founded by Hina Hongo, the president of the Kengan Association!
Although the rules stipulate that only female contestants can participate, the competition is no less intense than that of men's competitions: since everyone is a woman, no one will go easy on you; groping, kicking, and pulling hair are all unrestricted.

It's already quite impressive that someone can pass the preliminary selection and participate in the internal assessment in such a place.

"Kagome, aren't you setting your standards too high?"

"Yes, as a school."

"The car is here!"

While we were chatting, the driverless bus slowly pulled up at the bus stop.

This is the 'New Bunkyo Ward', home to nearly 200,000 students. Besides Tokyo locals, there are also geniuses from other places who have come through the entrance exams, making the competition incredibly fierce. You could grab anyone off the street and they might be a first-degree black belt or a sixth-degree swordsman.

In this extraordinary era, martial arts are worse than studying!
Reading allows you to debate scriptures with others, and practicing martial arts allows you to have others listen to your explanations.

Sit down!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Kagome, please come to the principal's office for a moment."

Upon arriving at her school, the girl named Kagome heard an announcement over the loudspeaker.

?

"Maybe it's some kind of competition?"

"That's Kagome's strength—"

"Even wild boars are no match for her. If Kagome were in ancient times, she could easily earn a title like 'Bunkyo Man-Eating Beast'."

The other girls speculated, but the content was nothing but 'violence'.

"While that is true, what you said was extremely rude!"

After scolding her group of friends, Kagome went straight to the principal's office; she figured it must be some kind of competition. Although it sounded a bit boastful, the girl was quite confident in her ability to fight.

Only in this era could her previously useless talent be brought to fruition.

But this time:
"What?! Go to the High School of Spellcasting to participate in an experiment?!"

"What are you thinking, Principal? Any random student from there could easily defeat me."

Faced with the loud protest of the girl, the bald principal helplessly adjusted his glasses.

"Calm down, Higurashi-kun."

"Although the college did not say the specifics, it certainly did not mean that they would send people to participate in an 'exchange competition'."

The vocational high school only provided one 'spot', saying it was for participation in an experiment, without revealing any details; all schools in Bunkyo Ward received varying numbers of spots: originally, these spots would definitely be given priority to 'internal members'.

But in such an unknown situation, who would dare to send their own offspring?
Experiments in the extraordinary world carry considerable risks.

Therefore, various schools sent their outstanding athletes: and the girl's school was preparing to send her there.

"Hey?"

"That sounds suspicious~~"

"That's a prestigious 'Specialized School of Spellcasting,' would they possibly harm you?!"

Suppressing the girl's words, the principal, who also found it 'suspicious,' added a comment.

"Don't complain. When you come back, you'll have priority access to the school's 'Extraordinary Training Room' for half an hour every day."

"Principal, it's a deal!"

The girl, who had just looked reluctant, suddenly perked up.

"go Go."

The principal, who is over sixty years old, has given preferential treatment to this student who has a high probability of becoming a 'superhuman' in the future, even though he is just an ordinary person.

However, if he knew the details of this 'experiment,' he would definitely be upset that he didn't let his grandson go.

And I am heartbroken to the extreme.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"This is the High School of Spellcasting!"

As soon as she got off the bus, the energetic Kagome couldn't wait to examine the building before her. "Just as the legends say, even the school gate is made of extraordinary materials; our school doesn't even let anyone near a single branch of an extraordinary tree branch~~"

"cough,"

A cough came from behind her teacher, reminding Kagome not to embarrass her 'alma mater'.

It was Bunkyo Ward after all, so she couldn't help but marvel at the extravagance of using 'extraordinary materials' to make the gate; as the teacher who came forward to negotiate waved her over, the girl stepped into the school.

"Amazing!"

Along the way, the people that the young Kagome encountered.

They are either composed and dignified figures or spirited young people;
Although they were clearly over the age limit, their strength was so great that ordinary people dared not say a word: they were all extraordinary individuals!
The truly wolf-class is no match for a dog, while tiger-class is everywhere.

Aside from the 'first-generation students' in this school who clearly don't look like students, you can see many teachers along the way leading groups of students in various school uniforms, and they are all heading in the same direction.

"Are all these people here to participate in the experiment?"

"I think so, Kagome, come over here."

The teacher who brought her here didn't know either, but as the saying goes: As a prestigious sorcery academy, whatever experiments she conducts represent the will of the entire island nation and 'that person', how could she possibly refuse?
I haven't heard of 'that person' having any bad habits, besides:
If 'that person' really wanted to, what wouldn't the entire island nation offer up without hesitation?
"Hey?"

"You are... Kagome Higurashi from Mizusaki Middle School?"

Just as a group of students, led by their teacher, gathered together and walked through the Jujutsu High School, a female high school student next to them spoke up in surprise.

"It's me, senior is—"

"I am Yukino Satsuki from the Gunnery Club of Kinshu Academy High School."

The high school girl confidently extended her right hand.
"I wish I could team up with you in a little while."

Team up?

After shaking hands with the other person, Kagome looked bewildered but didn't dare to ask.

Clearly, unlike her who knew nothing and the Metasequoia Junior High School behind her, this high school senior was obviously someone with 'connections'.

Ok?
My gaze swept to the other side,
Kagome Higurashi saw a familiar figure.

I met that boy from a vocational school specializing in sorcery when I was waiting for the bus.

It seems that the participation of such prestigious students in the experiment is not only safe, but also a good thing.

Steady!

Soon the group arrived at a building.

After a rigorous comparison and search, the students were allowed to enter the next room; the teachers waited outside.

"Students, follow me."

A teacher approached and beckoned, leading a group of middle and high school students—some already aware of the situation, others completely oblivious—into another room. Passing through a corridor guarded by superhumans in power armor, they arrived at:

Three motionless, mysterious figures in black stand in the three corners of the hall, covered with dense black characters.

Unlike the high-tech environment outside, it instantly shifted to a mysterious style.

here it is--

Snap, snap, snap,

"Welcome to the 'Teleportation Hall', everyone."

The crisp sound of clapping made everyone turn their heads subconsciously: a figure was standing in the center of the magic circle at some point.

Not to mention those who hadn't noticed, even the students who had been watching that spot didn't know when this person had appeared.

But they all knew the people who came.

"what!"

"Is that Principal Yu?"

"Such an important person."

The students from different schools were taken aback, but fortunately they were all teenagers, a time when they were fearless.

Despite the surprise, we remained calm and waited quietly for the 'principal' to speak.

"As you can see,"

Under the watchful eyes of a group of students, You pointed to the magic circle beneath their feet.

"This is a 'Flying Thunder God Formation,' used for spatial teleportation. By the way, this is a core secret of the island nation. Remember to sign a confidentiality agreement when you leave, or you'll be silenced."

? ?
Not the principal,

We didn't ask you to explain.

"The reason I'm telling you this is because you're going to be transported to another world."

? ? ? ?
Before coming, these students had all guessed what kind of experiment it was: testing the effect of a certain spell, or the influence of a certain cultivation method, or even the 'quirks' of an important person. But none of them had thought of 'traveling to another world'!
Principal, you also read toilet paper light novels?
No, given the principal's age, it's perfectly normal for him to read light novels, right?

"I know you have many questions, so next—"

With everyone listening attentively, You suddenly changed the subject.

"I'm not going to explain."

Don't be angry, don't be angry.

You are the boss, you have the final say.

"Because there are too many vested interests and too many people involved, therefore:"

Yu's gesture of raising one finger wasn't a joke; it was a statement of fact.

Whether you are qualified to know the secrets depends on what you can gain in the 'other world'.

? !
I understand some of it.
Students with quick thinking were already deep in thought.

If what Principal Yu said is true, then they are the vanguard in reconnaissance of the 'other world,' or in other words: cannon fodder!

In this situation, it's natural not to explain things too clearly to them: only those who have gained something in the other world are qualified to know the details; as for the others: among extraordinary abilities, some are methods to erase memories.

Besides, if you don't have the ability, you won't be able to come back at all.
"Don't worry, you all have 'marks' on you."

As the principal of the entire Academy City, Yu doesn't have the perverse sense of humor to send these students to their deaths; that wouldn't fit his 'persona'.

"It will automatically teleport back if it encounters danger."

Is that so?
Many students breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what that so-called 'other world' is, after hearing what the principal said, it doesn't matter anymore.

If you can't win, just "return to base"—there's nothing more reassuring than that.

"Alright, get ready to team up and head to another world!"

After saying that, You waved his hand.

"Although it's a team, the teleportation is random, so you'll have to find your teammates nearby."

"what?"

"why is it like this"

A few low gasps rang out from the student ranks.

It's obvious that these are all children of powerful and wealthy families who knew some inside information beforehand.

"This is troublesome, I was hoping to team up with you."

Yukino Satsuki, the high school girl standing next to Kagome Higurashi, shrugged.

Hopefully we can find each other soon~~

The two of them had a very pleasant conversation and can already be considered friends.

"Um, Principal!"

Kagome Higurashi raised her hand and asked cautiously.

"Aren't you going to provide us with weapons and equipment?"

New player gift pack and stuff~~
"No,"

You refused outright.
"You will pay tribute to 'Bear Grylls'."

Wilderness Survival!

Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush
In a flash of light, before anyone else could ask a question, the students vanished.

"I wonder what this group of students will be able to obtain in the 'demigod plane'?"

Letting students take the lead can create a great opportunity.

Don't waste it.

(End of this chapter)