Chapter 130: Hey judo

Atlan had to sneak his way through the crowd that gathered around him. It took twenty minutes for the curious bystanders to let Atlan pass and go into the HeadQuarters.He was finally given peace and solace inside the government office. Causing a scene in the HeadQuarters was considered a taboo. The crowd immediately dispersed before the guards had to intervene.

Even though he asked them multiple times, nobody answered his question about where the Vineyard was located. Perhaps it was because they'd never been there too, or maybe it was because it was located in a secret location. Either way, Atlan had to find his way there by himself.

He walked inside the HeadQuarters and saw the same Hall of Heroes he visited back then. Quinto Kindle's dominating image was still emanating an immovable strength

Atlan scratched his chest. He found it tragic. Nobody knew he was dead. They probably thought that it was a good riddance that the senile old man no longer roamed the streets spouting conspiracy theories and the like.

He walked through the halls and atriums not knowing where to go. However, he saw a lot of Vanguards walking in the same direction. These were youths like him, somewhere between the 1st and 4th stage Student realm—their internal body temperature indicated so. Discover exclusive tales on мѵʟ

He continued following the group until they led him to a bustling event in the grass fields adjacent to the main building of the HeadQuarters.

<Genesis Club Fair: Find your passion!>

The event was filled with hundreds upon hundreds of Vanguards walking around the green grass, all wearing their respective green battle suits. Most of them walked along one pathway filled with rows of tables and booths that were decorated with banners, posters, and flyers.

It showcased the different activities that Vanguards could do together.

Atlan strolled through the event, looking left and right with each step. The sounds of enthusiastic pitches and conversations entered his ears as the club members tried their hardest to attract new applicants.

There were a lot of interesting booths that caught his eye.

One of them was a booth for a fishing club for Vanguards. Their banner was filled with pictures of the club members visiting the Seven Seas and catching a giant tentacled monster. Surprisingly, they had a lot of curious applicants. He heard them talk about the different monsters they could catch and the equipment needed to catch them.

He looked at the main recruiter of the fishing club and was surprised to see that the epaulet on his shoulders indicated that he was in the Pre-Intern realm!

I guess you need to be that strong to tussle with monsters of the sea.

He walked more and saw that there were also a lot of cooking clubs that offered food and drinks for people to try out.

They were quite popular as multiple long lines extended far back to the end to the opposite end of the event.

This event wasn't just a way for clubs to get new members, but it was also a way for other Vanguards to interact and socialize with each other.

The atmosphere was quite lively, with laughs echoing now and again.

He found it quite weird. Nobody was talking about the disaster that happened in the Pocket Remedium yesterday. The joyful atmosphere of the club fair made everyone temporarily forget about the horrible situations plaguing the City.

It wasn't a coincidence that the club fair started today. The HeadQuarters wanted the conversation to steer away from the disasters by distracting them with their favorite pastime.

Clubs were quite popular because it was the only place where people could explore other interests aside from killing Canzers. People get bored sometimes, especially if they lived for thousands of years in perpetuity. They needed to spend their time on other hobbies.

He looked to the opposite side and saw a completely different booth. This one was for a Judo club that focused on competing with the Global competition that happened once every four years.

A very serious man stood next to the signup sheet. He glared at everyone who showed interest as if he didn't want them to join his club.

One of the passersby looked intrigued with the cool and hard style of the Judo club. He wanted to join.

Unfortunately, the recruiter didn't want him.

"Get lost."

The man was offended. "Why not?! I just advanced to the 4th stage yesterday. Am I still not eligible to join your club?!"

This wasn't the first time that the guy tried to enlist with the Judo Club. And every time he tried, he always got rejected because the recruiter thought he was 'weak'. But how could he be weak when he was at the 4th stage Student realm?

Atlan was going to walk past this club but the recruiter suddenly came up to him.

"Hey, you."

He stopped and looked at the man dead in the eyes. "What is it?"

"You should join the Judo club."

"WHAT?! You're recruiting him instead of me?"

The other guy couldn't believe his ears. The Judo club recruiter chose to invite a random guy from the street instead of a talented guy like him. The worst part about it was that the random guy wasn't even interested in joining in the first place.

The guy immediately put himself between Atlan and the recruiter.

"Why him?! I've been practicing my Judo and I know that I'm a better fit than this rando."

In response, the recruiter pointed at Atlan. "Don't you know this guy?" seaʀᴄh thё Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The man had no idea. "Who is he?"

"He's Atlan, the Star Porter. His reputation precedes him. And judging from his posture and the way he walks, I can see that he has the talent to become a Judo master."

The man was flustered for a second after he learned of Atlan's identity. But he quickly doubled down to save face.

"I don't care about who he is. No one here is a better fit for the Judo club than me."

He looked at Atlan and challenged him with his eyes. "If you want him to join the Judo club, then you'll only lower your standards. At that point, I wouldn't even want to join your stupid club!"