The Festival, Part III
The stall game that Huǒ Schushang stood before was one specifically made for cultivators. Naturally, it was the kind of game where someone tested their strength. A large black stone sat on the ground, connected to a meter that recorded someone’s strength. The goal was to hit the stone with a hammer as hard as you could to get a high score. Several scores were already listed on a board, with the highest being 15,457.
It’s the same stone…
Wu Jian recognized the testing stone as the same kind that the Wu Clan had for their bi-annual strength test. This one was smaller and made from higher quality material, but it was the exact same. He shook his head. It had cost his clan an arm and a leg to acquire that one stone, and here it was being used at a random stall game. That went to show the disparity of wealth between his clan and this nation.