The Legendary Farmer's
Chapter 20 - Main Gear

There are one hundred and fifty-six races that inhabit Gedhetenan Land. Out of those hundreds of races formed innumerable groups. From a few to hundreds of thousands and very influential in a particular region, otherwise known as a guild.

No one knows for sure how many groups there are, but surely from these groups a civilization is formed. Starting from the smallest like a village, then developing into a city. Cities in a region that had the same vision and mission finally decided to merge and form an empire, before finally forming an empire. All this took place in a very long and complicated process, and many bloodshed wars everywhere.

Because chaos was rampant and afflicted many people, an organization that served to bridge all factions and suppress conflicts that could trigger war was eventually formed. In other words, this organization upholds peace. The organization is called United Freedom.

Since the establishment of United Freedom or abbreviated as UF, conflicts and wars in Gedhetenan Land continue to decrease and eventually only leave a handful. Over time the UF became known as a peacekeeper. While now UF is also predicted as the spearhead of the freedom of the entire race. To be the only hope for everyone to return to the land of birth.

In addition to always spreading security everywhere, the main routine of UF is to hold high-level conferences every six months. In the conference the issue of peace will be the first discussion, then continued with the condition of all residents of Gedhetenan Land, and ended with the internal development of the UF itself, including recruitment and training.

However, there is something different about the current conference. There is a special agenda that is deliberately inserted at the end of the main agenda. An agenda that is immediately prepared to respond to the emergence of the heir to the power of the Leader.

"We should immediately recruit him and give him the best training." a voice echoed from one of the seats in the front row of the table. The voice shot out from the humanoid figure of the scorpion.

"In addition we must take care of him. Let not the Right Hand of Satan precede us! If you agree, let me protect her. I'll bet my life on the Leader." The humanoid figure of the lion adds. His figure who had a dense mane on the neck was also sitting on the front row seat.

"To look for it, you can count on us." The humanoid figure of the cat adds. His all-black clothes look striking in the front row of seats.

"We will search from a height." the humanoid figure of the eagle snatched.

"I'll help too."

"The Leader must be found immediately."

Sahutan demi sahutan reverberated throughout the room. His voice echoed and shrill with excitement. Everything was full of spirit. Great hope wrapped up his every word. It is not strange that all agree and are willing to do anything to find the Leader. Because for them the emergence of a figure who is predicted to open the way home is a moment that has been awaited.

"Why are you so excited?" a question suddenly grew louder, swallowing a frenzy of words throughout the conference room. Forcing everyone to shut up and get their attention fixed on one point, to a rung between two seats in the back row. Someone was standing there. His body was wrapped in a red robe from head to toe.

"Main Gear!"

"Ronald the Swordsman!"

"How did he get here?"

A wide variety of comments instantly glided from different corners of the room. Most hinted at surprise, and the rest described admiration. It was not strange that there were many people who expressed such expressions at the high-level conference venue considering the figure before them was not an indiscriminate person.

Main Gear is a name associated with a group of legendary power owners. In other words, this group contains the strongest people in the universe of Gedhetenan Land. No one knows for sure since when the group was named Main Gear. But the name is used because everyone in the group is no doubt like the main gear that moves every part of the super large vehicle engine that is believed to be able to take everyone home.

"Why are you here?" ask the humanoid lion. His gaze was sharp and unfriendly. "Do you want to ruin this meeting? You know… "

"No! Of course not!" cut Ronald. His tone is cheerful. "Where might I mess up in a sacred place like this. Just so you know, UF is important to me, too. Just like all of you."

"Then…"

"I'm not done talking, mate." cut Ronald again. "Actually I don't want to come to this place even though I have business in this city. It's just that when I found out there was an agenda discussion of the Leader that was deliberately added, of course I became curious. And I'll tell you all if what you're going to talk about will only end up in vain."

"What do you mean?"

"Come on! Don't act stupid like that! You all know that the Main Gear is just a name. In fact, the group never existed. Although the mention is devoted to the owners of legendary powers, it still cannot hide the fact if we do not know each other and are strangers to each other."

All speechless. No one commented or denied. What Ronald said was absolutely true. All conference participants are not random people. They are important figures who always examine all the information that hit the eardrum carefully. The fact that the name Main Gear is only as a designation for the owners of legendary powers is undeniable. Everyone cannot argue with that. Moreover, they also knew that the owners of legendary powers did not know each other. In other words, they are not a group. But why is the name of the Main Gear very well known by all residents of Gedhetenan Land? It was because their expectations were too high on figures who had no idea what the reason was related to the name.

"One more thing you should have realized." Ronald added. A moment of his gaze swept through the entire conference room, staring at the ranks of chairs and tables that formed five circle formations with an array like a spectator stands. "Whoever is the owner of legendary powers, he is just like the rest of us. It always starts from zero. All must recognize the power within each and of course afterwards hone it with all the time and energy we have. In other words, the present owner of the power of the Leader is no different from the new Zerenians. He is vulnerable to being killed and most likely unaware that he has great power within him.

The mouths that previously chattered excitedly could now only grit their teeth. Their tongues were stiffened by the bitter reality they had realized long ago. While the expectations that previously roiled in every conference participant now turned into concerns.

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"Is it far away?" Ask Paijo. His feet broke through the thickets, following a path that almost disappeared due to the dense cover of plants.

It had been half a day since Paijo received the mission from Dodoran. The owner of the Accessories Shop asked Paijo to seize the rainbow stone from the ruler of the black land forest. Actually Paijo intends to refuse the request after hearing a detailed explanation of his mission. The main reason was because it was most likely that the lord of the black earth forest had a hundred level. That was four times his current level.

"The place is behind the hill in front of there. Not far away anymore. Just chill. Everything must be going well." Babanyu replied with confidence. His tone was calm, not one bit shaking with fear or panic.

"Why can you be so sure? remember that! Our opponent is level one hundred and has already destroyed many groups. Know it? This is totally insane. And now you're talking like we're going to the garden and we're sure to go home with a sack of fruit."

Babanyu laughs. Not responding directly.

"Basic psychopath! Why are you laughing?"

"Sorry! I can't help but laugh

when you see a race like you are panicking and scared. You know that, right?"

"Whatever! The most important thing now was how to defeat that monster? Do we have a chance of beating him?"

For a moment Babanyu did not respond anymore. His laughter slowly subsided before finally disappearing completely. "Our opponent wins by zero percent. Yep. That's calculation. And I'm very sure of my calculations."

"Why are you forcing me to accept this suicide mission?"

"It's not like that. Calm down!" Babanyu tries to clear up the atmosphere that is starting to be contaminated pessimistically. "Of all the events and facts that have happened it can be ascertained our winning chance is zero percent. Anybody would have such a judgment given that in their eyes you attack alone. In their eyes you will be immediately considered crazy. Wh why? Because there was once a group of one hundred hundred level people who attacked and ended up failing miserably. None of them came out alive. Now we attack only the two. Especially if it's not called crazy?"

Paijo let out a long breath. "If you knew that, why would you still force me to accept this mission?"

"Because I feel you can handle it. I don't know what the basics are. But obviously I'm pretty sure you can bring home the rainbow."

"You're really crazy! So what will we do later based on your feelings alone? You know, I'm sorry to have accepted you in my body. I'd be dead silly if I kept following those crazy ideas in your brain."

"Don't complain yet! We decide later after seeing the situation. So step up quickly!"

There was no other choice for Paijo than to keep abiding by Babanyu's wishes. Rice has become a porridge. Time has been sacrificed to get to this place. The goal is just a stone throw. While setting aside the regrets that are entrenched in the mind, Paijo kept swinging steps. Moving slowly in the direction that Babanyu pointed, and not long after his steps stopped at the top of the hill. Quiet beside the tree and throw a forward look.

In the distance there lay a valley. The valley is flanked by several hills and has a flat land contour. There were no trees or shrubs there, nor any large stones.

"You sure this is the place?" tanya Paijo doubted.

Paijo's doubts are reasonable. In his eyes there was nothing strange about the place he had just come to. Even if considered carefully, the field that has an area of about ten times the size of the football field was impressed calm and peaceful. There's nothing suspicious there.

"Trust me. This is the place." Babayu answered with confidence.

"But this place is too quiet. Even since entering the forest, no monsters have come our way."

"Are you stupid or pretending to be stupid?" comment Babanyu. "Of course there are no monsters in this place. The more dangerous a place will be the more avoided by anyone, be it a monster or an animal."

"Where is the ruler of this forest?"

"Look to the middle of the valley. There are some areas covered in fog. That's where the monster we're looking for is."

Paijo threw a further glance. Right in the middle of the valley there was indeed a portion of the area covered in fog. The fog seems to rotate slowly until it forms half a ball. After seeing what was in this place, Paijo did not find anything that could benefit him when faced with monsters that were predicted to have slaughtered many groups.

According to Paijo the mission must be canceled. With the current condition there was no chance for him to be able to bring home the rainbow stone. There's nowhere to hide. There is nowhere to escape. Fighting is the same as suicide.

"We should… "

Paijo stopped talking, his attention turning to the line of trees on the left. About two hundred meters away, the one and a half meter tall thickets between the trees twitched. The sound of his urgency slashed the silence that had been ruling at the top of the hill. The clattering of footsteps faintly rang out behind it, slowly hardening until finally its voice dominated. Paijo can also hear the jumble of equipment that mutually memahut and mild babbling some people. And not for a long time some figures appeared on the top of the hill. The figures are wearing full gear and look strong. Then followed by other figures who continued to emerge endlessly to meet the top of the hill before continuing to travel to the bottom of the valley. They number in the hundreds.

"Who are they?" Chirps Paijo. Curiousness was clearly on his face.

"They-- UF!" reply Babanyu. His voice is a little shaky.