Classroom To Another World's
Farms (2)

Zen Dandella was in front of the weed field. There Della realizes that there is a magic trap installed throughout the field of weeds.

“Fiuh, good thing there is you.” Zen whistling. “If I was alone would go straight in.”

“Yes, thank God,” said Della flat, “That's not magic that exists in this world, so it can be said as dark magic. Whoever goes into it, when he's going out of there, he's going to be moved into the inner area. In addition, in random times they will also be moved to a random area inside the weed field.”

“Bothers,” Zen chirps, “Now how?”

“How about turning it around?” della's advice.

“Patut tried.”

And in that way they both walked around the other lane.

Indeed, the weeds are an anomaly in this place. During their journey through the surrounding fields, they did not find any animals at all. Digging into the ground, Zen also found no worms or insects.

“What is also including that weed field effect?”

“Not, more like a spooky air that feels spreading. It's part of another dark magic.”

Walk, walk, and keep walking, until they finally get to the same place as the starting point. The grassy fields grew to encircle a large area. It took half a day for Zen and Della to circle around the field.

“Padahat when viewed from here the size is not too broad, but when traveling around much wider,” Zen murmured.

“We are indeed in an illogical world. Are you hoping for something normal?” timpal Della's.

They were silent for a few moments, making the atmosphere quiet silent that even crickets could not hear.

“Now what?” ask Della.

“You had lunch?” bargain Zen, “I will not offer ‘mau eat apa’ to you, anyway,” replied Zen.

“Good, please enjoy your time by hunting.” Della turned her body and looked at the field. “I'll try to observe it again. Maybe there's a clue that could take us through this place.”

“Oke.”

Zen left Della alone there. It was not like there would be ferocious beasts or monsters popping out. And even if there were, Della had enough strength to fight them. The look in his eyes was deadly and more than enough to defeat most of them alone.

Della sat on the ground with her hands wrapped around her knees.

“Agot humid. The atmosphere is comfortable.”

Zen entered the forest. Getting away from the field area, the sound of birds began to be heard pecking at the silence.

“Biarpun can hunt monsters, we do not have spices,” murmur slowly, “I have to how?”

Although initially overwhelmed with confusion in his mind, but Zen can find prey suitable for them. It was a bird that he happened to find while looking at the sky. The creature was indeed the easiest to find thanks to his chirping. In addition, because of the direction of its evolution that makes it easier for them to escape — instead of attacking — it is easy to hunt them during a successful ambush.

And with the results of the hunt, Zen returned to Della's place.

“Punten, how are you?”

“It looks like I'm starting to understand the dark magic art installed.” Della looked at Zen. “You can cook that?”

“Only limited to heating it on fire.”

“That's what we've been doing all this time.”

“....”

“....”

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While Zen and Della perform their silly stunts in an experiment to cook bird meat (which is unknown what kind it is), Dans and his colleagues are in for a fierce fight. Each of them was extremely exhausted and overwhelmed against those black wolves.

Dans who had been fighting with his fists the longer his hands felt heavier, Udin who dodged constantly began to chatter, as well as Suzuka, Tiana, and Cloudia. Dayat who is a tanker is in an even worse situation. His enemies are many and he has been besieged.

Just horrified anyway.

Compared to the two quiet people who are currently trying to roast bird meat (of unknown type).

If only Zen and Della had entered earlier, they might have been able to help the Dans squad, and with that at least the burden of the Dans squad could have been reduced even more. It's a pity that cooking and eating both make the other six miserable.

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“It doesn't feel too good,” Zen said.

“Isn't that what we usually eat,” timpal Della, “Toh too, whatever you eat the edges will be feces.”

Finally, after a fairly long cooking trial and full of failure, it succeeded the two of them made a dish and spent it.

Now will they meet with the Dans squad?

“Now, how do I penetrate that field?” ask Dans.

“It looks like there is some kind of core in it, which if it is destroyed the magic effect will be destroyed,” said Della.

“But because it will get lost if we get there, so we need a long-range attack, yes?” zen said, “I should be able to attack up to a distance of hundreds of meters. But I have a problem.”

“What is it?”

“My stomach is a bit mules. Wait for me to poop first.”

And the Dans squad had to wait even longer….

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Elsewhere, namely the kingdom where Zen and others were summoned, Meta conducted research regarding the Golden Eggs they had obtained at the Crown Mountain Preceptor earlier. It could be that he immediately used the item and got the benefits, just it feels a pity to do that. What it means: Why don't we make a way to make it and duplicate it so that we can increase the power en masse?

But of course, it would not be that easy to research objects that came from far more advanced civilizations. As great as Meta in the end still he is a child who has not even graduated from high school. And the thing to do when it's dead-end is to ask the knower. And the only one who knows is Goldwin — one of Suzuka's level administrators and Zen's teacher.

“You asked how to make Golden Eggs?”

“Ya.” Meta nodded.

“Sorry, but even I don't know.” Goldwin explained, “Each Administrator generally has her own role. For example, Kurokami no Yakusoku — Suzuka — that eliminates dangerous and threatening existences or others in charge of guarding the Golden Egg. Then for the continuity of their work, each Administrator is equipped with certain skills.”

“So since your job is not to create Golden Eggs, you don't have the ability to create them?” guess Meta.

“Smart child.” Goldwin praised Meta with a clear-cut smile.

“Then, what are your duties, huh?” tanya Meta, “From before like unemployment.”

Goldwin. Silence and awkward feeling were felt within the room.

It was only after that brief pause that Goldwin said, “By the way my disciple went to the Dark White Tower. He might need your help because it's dangerous. Right here! I gave you the map.”