[Age 25: You found work escorting a caravan, introduced by a fellow veteran. Such caravans were always happy to recruit retired soldiers from the Wilderness Cleanup Corps, especially decorated Transcendents like you, who were highly sought after.
The job was certainly far more dangerous than staying in the city, but the pay was indeed generous, allowing you to save up a considerable sum.]
[Age 26: You successfully enrolled at Aines Law School. Your school was not large, occupying only a small area, but it was one of the Federation's oldest law schools. Its overall ranking lagged far behind Dawn University, but in subject-specific rankings, its law program ranked among the top five in the Federation. It also had countless distinguished alumni spread across politics, the judiciary, and top law firms.
The school had produced more than a dozen Federal Presidents, as well as countless legislators.
Of course, you only learned this after enrolling. Your advisor was a highly respected legal authority, an honorary professor at several universities, a board consultant for multiple conglomerates, and a legal expert specially appointed by both the Senate and the House of Representatives.
He had so many titles that you could not read them all in one breath.
The world here was completely different from any you had experienced before, completely different even from Vetland College of Liberal Arts—even though it was in Vetland, it stood far from Vetland's prosperous world.
Aines Law School, meanwhile, stood at the heart of Aines.
There were even quite a few antiques more than eight hundred years old on this small campus, their histories longer than that of the Federation itself.
Sometimes, you would run into people in suits on campus. They were often senators or members of the House of Representatives. At times, you even encountered cabinet officials