After that, Zhang Tao began working hard to temper his Golden Body while also learning to handle some of Culture Academy's affairs.
By now, everyone at Culture Academy knew that Zhang Tao would soon be taking charge. Many matters had already begun to fall to him.
Zhang Tao pored over the files, his head aching. He was incredibly busy and hadn't slept for several days. He had to temper his Golden Body and deal with all this paperwork.
Fortunately, Zhang Tao recovered quickly. Otherwise, the strain of such intense training and work would have left him exhausted.
Li Xianling had watched all this unfold, but he knew this was a path Zhang Tao had to take. While Li Xianling was still around, he could guide Zhang Tao in handling things. If he died, Zhang Tao would have a much harder time.
The next battle in the Forbidden City Catacombs would be exceptionally brutal. Since the Forbidden City Catacombs had been lost on his watch, he would fight to the death to take them back.
But he knew humanity's strength better than anyone. He was prepared to die. When the time came, even if he had to self-destruct, he would take a group of enemies with him and leave Zhang Tao in a favorable position.
A month had passed, and Zhang Tao had gotten used to working at Culture Academy. Although he had held a title before, he hadn't needed to handle many affairs; he'd only had to focus on training. This month, he had truly broadened his horizons.
He now understood Huaguo's strength. Compared with what it would become later, it was indeed far weaker. But there was no helping that. They lacked resources and had to face powerful Catacombs. Zhang Tao had Heaven Suppressing King to thank for the