Chapter 1
'All-Heavens Descent System has been activated. '
'The host is waking up...'
'The host has awakened. '
'Starting to load the memory...'
The cold mechanical synthesis sound wakes Cole from his sleep.
The damp and cold environment made him tremble, subconsciously wrapped around his blanket.
After fully regaining consciousness, Cole looked at the environment all around, browsing slightly wrinkle.
Strong wind and swift rain outside the window.
At this time, he was lying on a damp, musty broken wooden bed. The roof was covered with black and yellow spots because of water leakage.
On a rusty iron table less than half a meter away from the wooden bed, a pot of thick soup, which has been left for no idea how long, exudes an unpleasant smell.
Two mice sneaked into the sewer pipe along the corner of the wall. From time to time, there were abnormal noises of'dong dong dong'.
'Memory loading is complete. '
After the mechanical synthesis sound stops.
A lot of memories poured into Cole's consciousness. Because of a headache, he pinched his eyebrows and sat up on the bed, his hands and legs were cold and unconscious.
Cole · Walker?
Mengxi Imperial Family Demon-Hunter Academy fourth grade student?
A country very similar to the British Empire in the nineteenth century?
Mixed memories made him take a long time to figure out the connection between the different fragments.
Before this, one thing can be determined in advance.
He crossed.
And there is an All-Heavens Descent System that can enter the other world and complete tasks to obtain various special abilities.
Remove the musty damp blanket from the body, weak body , It was very difficult for Cole to reach out for the mirror on the window sill.
Now he has black hair sticking to his scalp, his blue eyes are very deep, his nose is tall, and his skin is paler than the dead.
So.
Now this hapless person who died from typhoid fever has changed... to be precise, it should be a replacement of his soul.
The calendar on the wall stopped on October 9, 1835. According to the analysis of Cole Walker's dead body that has not yet appeared to be stiff, it should have crossed over within an hour after his death.
'system, determine the current time. '
'New calendar at 3:17 pm on October 9, 1835. '
Take out the pocket watch to calibrate the time.
So, there is only one day left before the graduation ceremony of the demon-hunter Academy.
Time is running out.
Turning over the pocket of his coat, there is a roll of crumpled banknotes in it, totaling two hundred and thirty-nine yuan, enough for him to prepare a clean and tidy new suit for the next ceremony.
Naturally, preparing new clothes is not for the sake of useless face, or for fear of being rejected by the auditors of the Imperial Family Demon Hunting Group and unable to graduate.
In this World, not only the most powerful Mengxi empire, but also demon-hunter students, there is no such thing as being unable to graduate at any time.
To be precise, even if you want to stay with your face, Academy will force you to be thrown into a certain subordinate organization of the Demon Hunter.
Official statistics, within three years of entering the Demon Hunter, the survival rate of demon-hunter interns is only 20%. For the sake of the data, the students who have not graduated that year have also been added.
Just look at the survival rate, what kind of profession demon-hunter is, it goes without saying.
But it is equivalent.
Any officially certified demon-hunter is a privileged class of the Mengxi Empire and even the entire world.
No tax is required.
Immunity from felony.
High subsidies every year.
Whether you are born on a street corner, a mud-legged man who grew up eating garbage, or a rich man born with a golden key, once you become a formal demon-hunter, you are the only privileged class in this World.
Cole · Walker is obviously the former.
If he didn’t save his life and saved a demon-hunter, he would not be recommended to the Imperial Family demon-hunter Academy. This kind of place where everyone squeezes their heads and squeezes in regardless of their lives. .
patted cheeks, took out the mud-stained raincoat and threw it under the bed. Cole opened the iron door of the old apartment and took the 1st Step where he came to this dangerous world.
devil, witch, Evil Spirit, dark creature.
They are hidden in every corner of this World, entangled in the earth and rivers, hidden in small objects that can be seen everywhere, maybe a pocket watch, maybe an antique mirror...
p>Each of them is extremely deadly to humans.
Come to the tailor shop, change a pure black woolen coat, and buy a pair of thick-soled short boots that are suitable for all kinds of terrain.
When he was about to pay the Boss, a soft and beautiful voice suddenly came from behind Cole.
"Cole, are you also preparing new clothes for the graduation ceremony?"
The speaker is his classmate.
A blond, blue-eyed, rebellious girl from the Finley demon-hunter Aristocratic Family, Celia Finley.
He looks pretty, but his personality is troublesome.
A long time ago, this Eldest Miss expressed a good impression on Cole, or...want to keep a relationship with him for a while, but since she was dating at least five men at the same time, The previous owner of this body has always turned a blind eye to Celia's hints.
Cole saw the two girlfriends who were standing beside Celia laughing secretly. Not surprisingly, she should have just happened to see herself when she passed by here.
"What a coincidence, Celia, are you here to order dresses too?"
The girl's right hand slowly crossed the row of clothes, "Well...I just passed by, five Dian Kate’s family has a private drama performance. Are you interested in being with me?"
Cole said with a slight smile, "Sorry, I have other important things, so I won’t be with you."
p>"Really?"
Celia raised her chin slightly, "This is the third time you have rejected me, Cole Walker, maybe I will consider letting father arrange your internship Intelligence team, not logistics.
So, don’t you really think about it?"
Anyone knows.
In the Imperial Family Demon Hunting Group, the intelligence group has the highest casualty rate, and the survival rate of interns is less than 10%.
As for being able to mix qualifications with peace of mind, it is not easy to enter without a strong relationship without a strong logistics.
Cole eyes slightly narrowed.
A naked threat?
Taking the bag that the Boss handed him, Cole's expression turned cold and said, "Now of the thirteen adults with the highest judgement Echelon, twelve are from the intelligence team. Maybe it’s a good time to enter the intelligence team. Opportunity."
Celia and her two girlfriends suddenly laughed together.
"Oh my God, our poor poor boy Cole wants to be the highest judgement Echelon, hahaha...Celia, what do you think about him? Is it bragging ability?"
"Look at the reality, Cole Walker, like you, poor and useless. The mud guy who entered the demon-hunter Academy with dogshit luck, entered the intelligence team and lived for three days, the highest Judgement Echelon I must tell this joke to everyone, hahaha!"
Three girls with horrible character but gorgeous and flamboyant, took each other's arms and left the tailor's shop.
Across the floor-to-ceiling window.
Celia puts up a middle finger to Cole, which can be read by the movement of her lips,'Let's see, unable to tell good from bad mud guy. '