Four years ago.
District 19 Potential Institute.
Amid the 'cheers' of the entire institute, Hao Long successfully completed his training. Carrying his instructors' blessings, he officially set foot in society.
The first thing Hao Long, whose entire body was covered in scar-like stripes, did after leaving the Potential Institute was sit down at the bubble tea shop by the institute's entrance. He ordered a cup of pearl milk tea with little ice and simply sat there in silence, his mind completely blank.
There was neither the joy of escaping the Death Abyss nor the excitement of crawling out of hell over countless corpses and being reborn.
Only calmness. A strange calmness.
"What are you thinking about? Can't you adjust to this peaceful, ordinary life?"
"Commissioner Zhang Qing! What brings you out here?"
At some point, Commissioner Zhang Qing had taken a seat across from Hao Long. After being processed with illusion magic, he looked like an ordinary male commissioner. He was also the person Hao Long respected most in his entire life.
Without the illusion, a zombie carrying a huge coffin appearing on a street in broad daylight would inevitably cause a public uproar.
"You're the first disciple I brought through training. Your growth and personality are quite similar to mine... Do you want to become stronger?"
"Yes!"
"I don't think you need to accept the government's invitation. A beast like you would be better off developing at a special Ability Institute, wouldn't you? By chance, I once met the dean of this Ability Institute, and I mentioned you to him."
Zhang Qing took out a special invitation letter. It was pure black and emanated yin energy: a special invitation from Dean Wuxin of Dihua Ability Institute's Language Academy.
"All you need to do is take this invitation letter to