Jacquard went home straight. By the time he got home, he met nobody inside. Everyone had gone out for their daily activities. He went to the kitchen to prepare himself a very good meal.He did that within twenty to thirty minutes and went inside to get prepared for the mission. He decided to rest till everywhere went dark. After everywhere was dark, he stepped out of the house, brought out a lamp, and drafted a map. He remembered he did that when he was studying then. After moving from one house to the other, he later found an opening that looked like an abandoned well. He tied a rope to the nearby three and use that to slide down into the hole. After getting to the hole, he then threw back the remains of the rope in the hole to the surface to prevent getting people's attention. He successfully get into the hole and turned on the lamp with him. With the light on which really gave him a brighter view of where he was, looking forward he definitely affirmed that he is on the right pat
But that man from unit 9? Jay oh, one of the kids that Jacquard teaches, was right. The guy was just plain stupid. And besides, General Lane probably did not understand what these books represented. This was the inherited knowledge of mankind! If this was not stopped here, where would it stop? Only a librarian and Knowledgeable people, the scholars, could understand just how important it was. Suddenly in the distance, Jacquard heard a sound. The soft whoosh of an automatic door opening. For a moment a shaft of pale light cut through the gloom. As quickly as it appeared, it was gone. Jacquard frowned. If the thief had entered the room, the light should be coming on. But they were not. Maybe it was not the thief after all. Maybe someone had walked by and the door had opened automatically. Or maybe the thief had started to enter, but somehow sensed Jacquard's presence. There was no way to know. Whoever it was, was gone. He paused for a while, " I was told there were
The vast majority of what was once Abasia Kingdom was now underground. There were remnants of the ancient world left. The lions outside the Abasia Kingdom Public Library, the Silver- cald Empire State Building, and other monuments, and buildings. But the city was mostly a maze of tunnels and underground chambers that extended hundreds of feet deep and contained thousands of miles of corridors. For the most part, the underground was as bright and cheerfully lit as the outdoors. Beautiful iridescent murals covered the walls, and the nearly unlimited power sources available to the society meant that being underground never meant feeling as if you were in a cave.Well. . . Rarely. For about an hour, Jacquard had been tracking the thief who narrowly escaped. The thief left with a book. He did not know the title but he felt it will definitely be one of the ancient books. He went straight to the shelf as if it was pointed to him. He felt unrest. After the whole thing, still, none of the
After he was done chasing a thief and felt his efforts are fruitless, he decided to try again tomorrow. He turned to take his leave. As he was moving backward, he suddenly stopped. Looking confusedly, he did not know where he was and how to return back to the surface. He was there looking around, trying his best to recollect the path he took while he was running after the theif. He was just running after the thief without taking note of those path he took. Now he is lost. He was not even sure if he was still within the walls of Abasia Kingdom but he was so sure that it is impossible for an underground like this to connect with any kingdom or vilages. He said to himself, if such could happened, then the security of the kingdom will easily get comprised. Abasia Kingdom dugged those underground to prevent and protect her people from the effect and radiation from those giant machines and also to protect his heritage and keep his power source out of people. People can have access to the
The class arrived at the wilderness preserves early the next morning and disembark from the bus. As soon as they had unload their packs full of gear, the bus sped away.Jacquard had realized that a field trip to the preserve was actually the perfect answer. First, by bringing his class in the guise of an "educational filed trip," he would be granted access to the park so that he could recover the stolen book. But even more important, he would have the entire class with him. He hoped that during the course of the field trip, he would be able to figure out who had been to the park before, and that would tell him who had been to the park before, and it would be a nice break for the rest of the students to have some time outside. Often people grew so accustomed to the pace of daily life underground that they stopped coming above the surface to enjoy the beauty to behold there. As far as Jacquard was concerned, reminding his students of life up here was a helpful lesson for them. Okay, e
While the students perched themselves on a fallen log and began pulling out their lunches, Jacquard pulled out his comm again. It was still not working correctly. Then, for a moment, the antenna link strengthened, and he could see the route they should have taken on the tiny map. They were about two kilometers off the trail. There had been a fork, and he had taken the wrong path. He remembered it clearly and saw his mistake now. Fortunately, it would be easy to go back. He quickly checked the tracer to see if he could tell where Shena was. He was glad to see that the tiny red circle representing her location shiwed up brightly on the map. But then- to his dismay- he realized that she was not anywhere close to the shelter by the road. Instead, she was on completely the wrong trail. He zoomed in on her location. The trail she was on, he noticed m, actually out her close to the cave than Jacquard and the rest of the class were. He frowned. Why had not she gone back to the shelter? Was s
Once Jacquard had explained about Shana going into the area where wolves were, Jay said, " why don't we split up? Four of us can take Em back to the shelter and-" " Wolves can smell blood from more than three kilometers away. If the smell of Em injury attract them, I want us to have the largest possible group to fend them off." " Yeah, but-" Jacquard shook his head. " We are nkr separating again. That is final." He was not at all sure this was the right decision. At the speed they were moving carrying Em, he was not completely sure they'd be able to get to Shana and then get back to the shelter by nightfall. Part of him was not sure at all that he was making a good decision. Em's leg was still bleeding, and she need Ed medical attention. But he also know that the worst thing he could do at this moment was to show uncertainty. He was the leader. The kids needed to feel confidence in him. If he wavered, they had see it. And that would lead to more problems." Follow me," Jacquard sa
One wolf. Then two. Then five. Then more. " This way," Jacquard said firmly. " Girls, get the stretcher. Everybody else surrounds it. Jay, Roger, you are tye biggest. I want you in the rear." Four girls immediately hoisted Em and began to walk briskly down the trail. At the far side of the meadow, the wolves begain too move. The lead wolf was snow white. It crep toward them, head down, teeth slightly bared, sniffing the air. " Eric," Jacquard said sharply, " look for tree limbs on the ground. Two meters, no more than three centimeters thick. And they Can't knives and camping knives- had been outlawed centuries ago. Strictly speaking, the knife was illegal. But every serious camper Jacquard knew owned one. Eyes widened at the sight of the gleaming knife." Sticks!" Jacquard said, snapping his fingers urgently. " Now." " What are the sticks for?" Eric said. " Spare," Jacquard said. " We are making spears." At the rear of the group, Jay's face spilt into a broad grin. " Yeah!' he