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Chapter 5 Surprise Passage

Stepping back into the Processing Center, the familiar stench gave Jiang Zhe the absurd illusion of coming home. Before he could even change into his overalls, Old Sun emerged from the supervisor's office. "Oh, Xiao Jiang, you're here." Jiang Zhe’s heart sank. What was bound to come had finally arrived. "Supervisor Sun." Jiang Zhe lowered his head, feigning the look of someone who still hadn't recovered from last night's scare. "How are you holding up? Sleep well last night? No nightmares, I hope?" Old Sun walked over, his rough, calloused hand patting Jiang Zhe’s shoulder with practiced affection. Jiang Zhe averted his gaze, acting too timid to meet the older man's eyes. "F-fine... It's just that every time I close my eyes, I see that thing..." "It's alright, it's over now. Surviving a disaster means good fortune is on the way," Old Sun consoled, before suddenly shifting the topic. "By the way, Xiao...

Chapter 4 The wicked will be punished by the wicked.

District 14, Donghai City: Chengnan High School The name sounded decent enough, but in reality, it was a third-rate school. It specialized in taking in ordinary kids from the slums, as well as rich second-generation brats like Chen Zixuan—guys with a little bit of talent but who cared more about playing the local tyrant. The moment Jiang Zhe stepped into the academic building, a cacophony loud enough to blow the roof off assaulted his ears. Someone was hoisting a scratched-up, second-hand power gauntlet high in the air, practically shoving it into people's faces and drawing a chorus of awe-struck gulps from the unworldly crowd around them. In a corner, a group was huddled around an optical computer, watching a live stream of an underground deathmatch. Blood and flesh flew across the screen, yet the group watched with gleaming eyes, howling like animals. Keeping his head down, Jiang Zhe wove through the noisy crowd until he reached his classroom. It was even more chaotic inside. Sev...