The Human Giant

Chapter 65 65: The Training Yard





"Now that we got your identity all settled, I wanted to ask if you were the one who destroyed the Radiant Gang's encampment?" 

After everything seemed settled, the Blood Master ranked Commander asked Yoze if he was the one who destroyed the Radiant Gang encampment with calm composure. 

"The Radiant Gang? If that is the same Radiant Gang that blocked the north road then I believe so." Yoze didn't try to hide his action as he knew that it was pointless.

If they brought Cold Joe with them that meant they were quite confident that they had the right guy. Yoze also felt that he shouldn't have any ill intent. 

If the Commander did have ill intent Yoze would have been surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, Blood Masters, and Martial Grandmasters with that much firepower even Yoze didn't know if he could survive that.

"Well, it's nice to meet the person that could cause a martial art sect to completely collapse all by himself. Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention the Radiant Gang was a martial art sect disguising itself as a gang." Seeing that Yoze admitted his achievement so easily, the Commander nodded his head with approval.

"Thank you but it was just a case of me defending myself and clearing the road to come to the city," Yoze said casually hinting that he had already known the gang's secret identity.

"Since you did the city a solid by getting rid of that pesky sect, I'm allowed to reward you. Is there anything you would like?" The Commander's impression of Yoze went up a notch seeing how calm he was.

Yoze wasn't surprised by the fact that he was being rewarded as there was not any harm in getting on the good side of someone as strong as him. This was also a good way for Yoze to get the government to trust him more and not place him on some kind of watch list.

"I do have something in mind, is it possible for you to find me a training facility of some kind for me to use?" 

"That's all? That is easy, we can just clear out a space for you to use at the Martial Courtyard, is that fine with you?" 

"That sounds great, thank you for the help." 

After settling the commander's questions, Yoze was allowed inside the City Hall to complete his remaining paper to be officially signed as one of Martial Courtuard's advisors. Once he was finished with everything, he and Jewel were escorted to the Martial Courtyard and given a tour around the place.

"This room is the main meeting room for the advisors of the courtyard. When you are summoned in the future this is where you should head to."

"And this is the central training yard. Every morning to noon all the martial artists of the courtyard gather here to train before they head out to their various positions."

"As for this yard, we have cleaned it up a bit and added some training objects that should satisfy you. I wish I could explain more. Unfortunately, I don't know much about martial arts and various training equipment." Yoze and Jewel's tour guide, named Steve said with embarrassment.

"No need to feel embarrassed, I have no idea what any of these things do either," Yoze replied, not at all embarrassed.

"Oh that makes me feel a bit better, I recommend you ask the martial artists here if you are interested in using this equipment." Steve let out a sigh of relief and felt that Yoze wasn't as terrifying as his reports had led him to believe.

"But that should be the end of our little tour, if you want to know where anything is, feel free to find me and ask."  

After a brief goodbye, Yoze and Jewel went inside his private training facility. Looking at all the strange equipment, Yoze realized that due to how simple his techniques and body cultivation methods were he never needed these kinds of special equipment for training. 

The only thing that came close was his Armored Swordsman body cultivation method which only required a suit of armor and a sword, nothing too fancy.

"Jewel, have you ever seen these kinds of equipment?" Noticing that Jewel was walking towards a particular piece of equipment Yoze couldn't help but ask if she had any experience with this equipment.

"Yup, these things are quite common in martial art sects since the martial arts they practice can have strict requirements for training these types of gears are common." Jewel touched training equipment that was covered in spikes with familiarity.

"This one, in particular, my family had back home to train in the Jade Armor body cultivation method. I haven't used this in years."

"How strong are you?" Yoze asked, realizing he never asked Jewel, who was a martial artist, what level she had reached out to before stopping.

"I should be considered a third-rate martial artist by now," Jewel said proudly as she flexed her muscles.

"Congrats, now that we got a tour of the place. Help me buy some more herbs, the ones we bought yesterday had run out."

"Run out? But didn't we buy a month's worth of herbs?" Jewel said with surprise.

She didn't expect that Yoze would have used up so many herbs and medicine so quickly that another few months' supply might also not last long.

"No wonder, you wanted to become an advisor so soon. You were running out of money to buy your herbs. Not that you wanted to pay me my wages." Jewel said, pouting after figuring out that Yoze had the intention of becoming an advisor before he hired her.

Three days later, inside Yoze's training courtyard was a large bonfire that was cooking a metal tub full of red-colored water. 

As the water evaporated into clouds of white vapor and its red color grew lighter, Jewel occasionally added more boiling water and tons of herbs into the tub while she kept the fire going.

She had been doing this for several hours and was covered in sweat from the intense heat. Even though it was hard work, Jewel didn't complain since she knew that someone was having it a lot worse than her.

After tossing a few more herbs a red hand popped out of the red color water. Seeing that hand Jewel stopped adding fuel to the bonfire and waited for it to die down.


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