hunter rule

Chapter 1 Resurrection

This world will change without anyone.

So it seems that Zhao Guangli is somewhat irrelevant.

Two days have passed since that day.

The man named Zhao Guangli never appeared in public view again.

Herath from Oak Academy was the only one who questioned this, but the entire Black Iron Castle senior management remained silent, as if they were all unified.

A trainee mage who is only sixteen years old.

Everyone knows what this means.

What happened behind the scenes, in the end no one cared.

Heras looked at the book in his hand and sighed silently.

"Zhao Guangli, where did he go?"

At this moment, Connor, the night watchman of Black Iron Castle, stood in front of Heras with a stern look on his face.

"Give me an explanation."

"explain?"

Herath's voice sounded calmly: "The explanation is that Zhao Guangli refused Major Shen He's admission to higher education because he was afraid..."

"Fear?"

There seemed to be anger in Connor's eyes.

"Tell me, would a professional who dares to challenge the [Three-Headed Priest] be afraid?"

"A professional who can gain the discernment of a major in the military department will run away from the battlefield?"

"Whether you believe it or not, the answer is this."

Heras sighed: "No matter what, it is a foregone conclusion now."

"Gu Xintong was promoted to the trainee level and obtained the qualification for further education. This is the best result."

"An orthodox energy mage is obviously...more qualified than a rare profession."

When saying this, Heras seemed a little lacking in confidence.

Connor's face showed a mocking look at this moment: "It's interesting."

"Heras 'Dean'."

Herath was silent for a while: "We have dispatched personnel from the extraordinary department to search for Zhao Guangli throughout the Black Iron Castle... but he has not been found yet."

"I can do this, and I can only do this."

Connor shook his head.

In the entire dean's office, no one spoke anymore.

Outside the window, the entire Oak Academy was filled with a happy atmosphere.

There is youthfulness and enthusiastic emotions everywhere.

Jike lay in front of the window and looked into the distance.

"I wonder where Zhao Guangli is now."

"We should have already set off from Torijin Station..."

Jike counted the distance with his fingers: "About... we have reached Wanli Plain now."

"very nice."

"so good."

The blond boy with freckles sighed.

The world is still turning and life is still going on.

This world is obviously fine without anyone.

The center of discussion among the upper echelons has recently become the trainee mage.

If a trainee who is only sixteen years old does not die midway, it will not be particularly difficult to become a full-level trainee.

As for the official level, they are already able to be reckoned with no matter where they are in the entire Tiandong Alliance.

This is a rising star, and some people are already looking forward to Gu Xintong's return home in glory at this moment.

………………

It rained today in the Valley of the End.

The soft soil brings a fresh smell.

Between two deep walls, a pale man walked slowly to the top of the wall with a look of despair.

The Valley of the End Every month, people choose to end their lives here.

Today is no exception.

Weather that has rained can make people feel slightly humid, and humidity can occasionally bring about depression.

The man looked at the ground, his legs were shaking a little, and he fell from above without paying attention.

There was some pain that made the man grin.

"My luck...is still so bad."

"Just...die."

The man murmured to himself.

At this moment, he felt that the soil was a little soft, and he subconsciously touched it.

It has a slippery and sticky feel, which is very strange.

The man looked down...

is blood.

And a dead boy.

The young man was wearing a deerstalker hat and was buried in the mound, with his eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief on his face.

It seems to be telling something.

"Ah...ah..."

The corpse, lying on the ground, was young enough.

The man was stunned for a moment, with a horrified expression on his face. He covered his mouth forcefully, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

The boy did not commit suicide. Even if the Valley of the End is a holy place for hanging, men can see that.

Several finger-thick holes were opened on his body, as if something had burned and penetrated them.

The man's eyes widened, his legs trembled violently, and his body was like sieving chaff.

Ordinary people lack the fear of death and think that death is a very simple matter.

It’s not until you actually face death that you realize how superficial your understanding is.

The next second, the man yelled, his voice sharp, and then ran away.

A light drizzle gradually began to fall.

I don't know how long it took.

The fingers of the corpse that opened its eyes twitched slightly.

It twitched again.

Then, the corpse's arms began to tremble.

From weak to violent.

A certain energy in the body began to operate, and the wounds on his body gradually began to scab and heal slowly.

Although the speed is very slow, it is progressing effectively.

Raindrops fell on Zhao Guangli's face.

His dull eyeballs moved feebly.

Then he blinked.

"cough."

With Zhao Guangli's first cough, the young man woke up from a painful and dark dream.

"Cough cough cough cough."

The severe pain in his body made Zhao Guangli unable to adapt.

More importantly, his brain felt extremely faint at the moment.

It hurts.

real……

Very painful.

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Guangli gasped and held his hands on the ground, half of his palms sinking into the mud on the ground.

"It's really..."

"That's pretty stupid."

Zhao Guangli whispered, with many inexplicable emotions in his voice.

"stupid."

"Too stupid."

There is such a girl who is unsmiling towards others, just like a flower on a high mountain, but she can show her gentleness only in front of young people.

That obvious goodwill easily gained the boy's trust.

Zhao Guangli thought that was her true face.

However, from beginning to end, the girl only had one face.

Indifference, the pathological pursuit of strength.

Only that is real.

"The first rule of the hunter: always remain in awe and doubt of the world."

I'm still...too young.

Zhao Guangli coughed twice at this moment, and the wounds on his body were already glued together with flesh and blood.

Some energy began to explode around him.

Zhao Guangli took a deep breath and adjusted his rhythm.

When you have just completed your apprenticeship as a hunter, it is the time when a professional is at his weakest.

Gu Xintong's psychic impact caused severe damage to Zhao Guangli.