Arselan System: AI Controller

Arselan System: AI Controller
Chapter 005: Disappearing from the Face of the Earth


Over a century ago, the Vyro Clan of the Elementals began sharpening its fangs. They developed a very dangerous crazy project. With that project, they could destroy the other clans around him.


At that time, most of the Zarah Clan of the Aklali People also still lived on the surface of the earth. They were embarking on the development of a cutting-edge technology that allowed him to explore the sky, not only with one small team, but with the entire Zarah Clan within.


Geopolitical conditions were very hot because the actions of the Vyro Clan at that time made the Zarah Clan under the leadership of the Altair Empire accelerate their research. While waiting, the Altair Empire was active on the international scene to prevent more dangerous conflicts.


Honey, it's so dear. The Vyro Clan was really greedy. They began to invade the surrounding countries in order to realize their dominance. A grand alliance of Elementals was established against them.


Although the Altair Empire was not directly incorporated into the alliance, they were quite close to establishing communication with its leaders. It made the Vyro Clan wary and denounced the actions of the Zarah Clan. They were afraid that an empire as big as Altair would join into an alliance that was not as common as him. It would greatly threaten the existence of the Vyro Clan.


Because of that fear, the Vyro Clan made a reckless move. They launched dozens of nuclear warheads to destroy the entire continent where the Zarah Clan lived at once. Some say even up to hundreds of nuclear warheads were launched. Because of that event, the clans of the Aklali felt threatened and were dragged into a world war. They did not accept the arbitrary actions of the clan of the Elementals.


"That's how the last world war between clans began" Professor Surya clapped his hands once. His clap sounded so loud that it made the sleepy disciple flinch. "It all started with the destruction of the continent where our clan lives."


"Is that why we live in the air now?" one student raised his hand, "How did the ancestors avoid the dozens of nuclear warheads that destroyed the continent back then?"


"I'm just gonna explain. Go to page 457" said the professor, sliding the page on his thin device. The screen on the digital whiteboard in front of the class changed, "You'll see how we can survive on that page."


The reigning Emperor Altair predicted that a possible war would be very dangerous and potentially bring down the technology they had painstakingly developed. He decided not to get into a war. They also make the scheme "Disappear from the Face of the Earth" with various considerations. When the Vyro Clan launched dozens of its nuclear warheads into the Altair Continent, the empire instantly activated the continental veil to temporarily hold back its explosion.


In the short time that remained, all the plates and pegs of the earth were artificially removed. This was the first step to fly the entire Zarah Clan into the sky. The leaders of the Zarah Clan also activated their launch into the sky simultaneously.


Great leapfrogs happened on the continent. In an instant, the entire surface of the Altair Continent disappeared from the earth, leaving behind a layer beneath the artificial plate. That was when the veil of the continent shattered. The nukes launched by the Vyro Clan fell to the remaining lands. As a result, it looked as if the Altair Continent had completely vanished.


The destruction has shocked the world. The Vyro clan itself also did not expect that its weapons would be as terrible as that. However, that event made the Vyro Clan more powerful.


"That's what surface people know," Professor Surya tapped his pen on the table. A moment later, the children's desk in the classroom clinked. The sleeping children wake up again. "Klan Zarah is gone. Zarahian is extinct. They no longer exist. Lately, their new generation did not even believe in the existence of the Zarah Clan that was familiar with its particle power. They think of us like the Fairy Clan of the Elementals who are generally considered fiction."


"Why is that?" this time, a teary-eyed boy asked, "Has our history been wiped out by some of their people?"


"No," Professor Surya shook his head, "We alone erased that history from them. The imperial family living on earth bears the task of carrying out the abolition."


"Why do we cover their history?" ask the diligent child sitting at the front desk, "Do we not have to be in a relationship with them?"


"Simple it," Professor Surya shifted the digital whiteboard in front of the class. A new page clean of doodles appeared. On the new page, Professor Surya wrote two words.


"Blood Shed."


"With our advanced exploration, the Zarah Clan need not rely too much on other clans," Professor Surya circled the words he wrote with a large circle. He does not need to explain the meaning of his writing. The intelligent students of the academy could definitely understand easily, "However, we also continue to cooperate with some of them through complex mechanisms. You will learn it in International Relations Class later. That's if you take it."


"Professor, if the reason is related to bloodshed," a lazy-eyed disciple wanted to criticize, "Don't that mean we are a clan of cowards? Is our military so weak that it has to hide for peace?"


"No, we are not at all weak," Professor Surya looked at the lazy eye with a cold gaze, "Rightly, we are one of the strongest clans ever since. It's just, we don't need to be ambitious to master another clan, right? If we can live in peace, why would we conflict with them?"


The discussion in class kept going. Professor Surya has successfully lured his students to actively ask questions. He was fouled with many critical questions from the children in this class until the lesson time passed without feeling.


Some students check their hands. Justright. A new task was given to them. When the task file was opened, their eyes immediately widened. "Professor, this ...."


"If you don't finish it on time, you won't be able to get into my class next Sunday" interrupted Professor Surya who then glanced at one of the students who repeated the class, "You must know the risks, you know the risks, ain't he?"


"But, Profe ...," before a student had finished the negotiation, Professor Surya again interrupted him, "I do not accept rejection. If you want to repeat the class, do as you like. Oh, is it possible that you'd like to ask for additional duties?"


The professor's last question was greeted with silence by the compact disciples shaking their heads. There is no one who is too diligent to make a review of the entire chapter today coupled with his academic analysis. Reading that thick history book alone had overwhelmed them. Especially copying each chapter.


Chapter copying may be manipulated with a variety of tricks, but academic analysis needs its own thinking to do so. Professor Surya is very thorough. He did not hesitate to read all the duties of his students that he asked for. A big zero will appear on the page of children who are caught copying each other's answers.


Arjuna heaved a sigh of relief as Professor Surya walked out of the classroom. It felt like there was pressure being lifted. His sleepiness disappeared instantly.


That's really weird. The young man started to get sleepy as the professor came and greeted him. What else in the middle of the lesson. The way Professor Surya conveys history is like a bedtime story so unique. Upon awakening from the drowsiness, the lesson was finished and a pile of tasks was given like a mountain sticking out of the surface all of a sudden.


"You're too hyperbolic, Jun. Don't think too much of a burden," said Ats while tidying up his learning tools. Today's lesson is over. He wants to go back to the dorm and test Arselan's abilities.


"It is not a burden to think, but it is a burden," complained Arjuna insisted, "You are very good. I've been used to writing since. "


"Well, that's a 'small' investment for the future. No problem dong. That's why I want to go to Scientific Research Class" Ats replied. At Altair Academy, there are a variety of additional classes that are consistently run by competent teachers. Students can enter any class as long as they can manage their time well.


"Scientific Research Class, huh?" Arjuna thought about those extra classes. As he remembered, he had not chosen any additional classes, "I want to take a Shooting Class. I think it'll be exciting."


"Not all of the Reserse Classes," joked Ats, "You like to play detective first. Maybe you can actually be a detective if you go in there."


"Hm, it's fine, but ...," Arjuna nodded. He opened the device on his desk. There is a profile of additional classes there. His crooked eyes looked with jelly at the class in question. "It's not hard to get in. Of the many applicants, no more than ten percent passed the initial test."


"Try first," Ats encouraged, "Perhaps accepted."


"Yes," Arjuna nodded.


***


"That's the kid you said?" asked a long-moustached man who was sitting next to Professor Han. It stared at the photo of Ats on its screen and nodded in reverence.


"Right, I didn't expect him to be able to bear the burden of the system in his head," Professor Han downed a cup of hot coffee. Thin smoke still billowed from his drink. He could only sip a little and put it down again. "I'd be very helpful if you'd take her along, Magister Snoug."


"Of course, he was a very attractive child," Magister Snoug twirled his long mustache, "A military-background driver alone could not bear it. It's a rare opportunity. I'm not gonna miss this opportunity."


"I'm so grateful," Professor Han singed a shady smile. He has to focus on adjusting the Arselan system and perfecting it. After all, there were still other projects he was holding.


"Professor Han take it easy," Magister Snoug patted his best friend's shoulder, "I'll guide him wholeheartedly."


Magister Snoug also resigned. He smiled happily as he walked out of Professor Han's residence. Along with his departure, came a red-eyed young man who looked at him coldly. Seeing that, Magister Snoug simply replied to him with a gentle smile.