Chapter 6 Lin Family's Coming-of-Age Ceremony
After standing there a while, he still couldn't decide his choice.
He knows too little about the fruits. He didn't know which one would allow him to fly. Which fruit give what ability. In fact, he doesn't know to what extend the so-called 'ability' that the fruits could grant.
The most important point was that until now he has been indecisive on what he wants to become.
Immortal cultivator like those in novels?
However, the immortal part does not seem too attractive. And in the novels, the people keep fighting and never seems to rest.
Fight for resources, eat, sleep, closing-up for secluded cultivation, alchemist. Then they fight again, ran away like stray cur, recover, revenge. Faced stupid young master, lost fiancée, meet some old ghost, promote strength and fight again.
Or maybe Magicians or knights like those in movies?
They seem to fight too. Slaying dragon, castle siege, overthrow the lord, saving the day.
Or cleric and priest like those in games?
On second thought, nah, he doesn't want to be a nanny who had to babysit the warriors in battle campaigns. Cancel that thought.
Instead, he could try to become shadow warrior or similar?
If there's hiding or shadow related ability, he could even be assassins and join the Assassins Brotherhood.
'Hmm? Wait…why when I tried to think about it, all that I could remember were those fighting and struggles? Is it because I watch and read too many action movies?'
Well, he does not like fight that much. It doesn't make sense to antagonize people everyone. If he ever gets superpower, he will use it to travel. He likes to travel around and adventuring.
Maybe went into the dungeon, saving a demon princess. Or went deep into the jungle, gets drunk drinking monkey wine with the monkey king. Travelling into the sea meeting the mermaids and sirens. Or fly to the next planet to find exotic fruits.
Aren't that kind of life more fulfilling?
His mind continues to dream of the unknown while his eye kept looking around to find a way to climb up.
The one meter or 3-feet height white platform was not too high and even if he used it as steppingstone and jump up, he could only reluctantly reach the 11-feet mark.
There's no other choice other than to try to climb up the tree from its trunk.
After making the decision, he stepped forward towards the platform.
He decided that he would take advantage of the platform height to easily reach half-way up from the nearest tree branch. That way it is easier and the distance to climb up is shorter.
Yes. That's what he will do.
As he walked into the 12-feet diameter circular range centering the platform, the ring on the right hand of the teenager suddenly reacted and reverberated.
As if receiving some type of signal, the pattern on the ground produced resonant with the ring. And the outer most part of the circular pattern encircling the garden starts to light up.
However, because the pattern was cleverly hidden, covered by the bushes and stone pavement, it was not obvious and not noticeable unless one paid attention.
From afar, seeing that the pattern had lit up, five figures quickly moved towards the garden from inside the dome building.
These group of people had already gathered and waiting for quite some time near the dome building entrance.
Earlier after the grandfather entered the dome, he went directly towards deep inside the building and met one of the family's ancestors.
He and Sir Frank had briefly discussed something inside for a while and later went out. As they walked towards outside, they met two other people and then decided to wait near the entrance.
So, when they finally saw that the garden's formation had been activated, they quickly come forward.
At this moment, the teenager was already focused on the fruits above, thus neglected any changes in his surroundings. As he walked nearer to the platform, more patterns light up, starting from outer most moving towards inside.
When the teenager finally reached beside the platform and steps on the stairs leading towards the platform above, there was sudden wind that shakes the tree and blowing around it. The teenager looked towards above and saw various branches shaken by the wind.
There seems to be a voice talking and summoning him to go forward.
As he reached the top of the platform, there was an amazing blue glow coming from the tree.
It was not blinding light like the afternoon sun. Nor was it a gleaming radiant light of sidelight on the side of the road at night.
It was more like of a blue lustrous light, giving a translucent and mystical feeling.
Dazzled by the light glowing from the tree, he didn't how and when one of the tree branches had lowered down. From the branch, he saw a translucent fruit dangling front of him.
It was a bluish white fruit with flaming red pattern. The fruit was not small, around the size of a melon. The texture to the touch felt like an overgrown mango fruit.
There's a pleasant fragrance radiating from the fruit. A bit like a mixture of jasmine and lavender fragrance essence. Rich floral scent, with a bit of sweetness, light and fresh fragrance.
At the same time there's a faint but strong indescribable smell that's unique to the fruit that stimulate his mind.
Though he didn't quite understand what's going on, he who was already fascinated by the fruit since he was a child didn't think much about it. He quickly reached out and plucked the fruit into his hand.
While admiring and intoxicated by the fruit that had finally fallen into his hand, he didn't notice that the pattern of light keeps moving towards him, or to the platform to be precise. It was as if something was activated.
When he was excited from obtaining the dreamt fruit, his long desire was finally fulfilled. He was still wondering what kind of ability he would obtain, when he suddenly heard a shout from outside.
"Grandson! Hold on tight. Don't lose the fruit!"
Huh??
He looked towards the voice with a blank face. There were two old man and a middle-aged man standing there looking at him. One was his grandfather; one was Uncle Frank and another an unknown old man.
'Is that the old ancestor? My great grandfather?'
He has had no time to look carefully to the old ancestor. Rather he was immediately attracted to the glowing light pattern all around him.
The glowing pattern changing from blue, to green, later to yellow and finally back to blue again in repetitive cycle. The changes were in a set pattern as if some program or mechanism was being activated.
He was dumbfounded.
"Grandfather, what did you just say? What's happening?"
He only heard him shouting back some incomprehensible reminder.
"Remember. When you first arrive there, put your necklace to the ring I gave you. Trust the Spirit Soul. Don't lose the fruit. No matter what happen, stay calm and remember your training. And finally, we all love you!" the grandfather shouted.
Yes, we all love you.