Chapter 4

At the Medic Center's entrance where many people come and go, Z9 waited as he was instructed that someone would pick him up after getting discharged.

Naturally he was stared at due to his appearance. A super malnourished skeletonish kid standing under the sun. So he put on his cloak's hood that the nurse gave him after leaving to avoid further contact.

A few minutes minutes later, a man running that looks on his 30's approach him. He has no distinctive feature aside from a small ‘x’ scar on his chin and seemingly in a good mood.

The man introduced himself as Roy and he'll be responsible to where Z9 will be staying at.

Z9 flinched when he heard his voice as it was so deep that seemed so unnatural, so unnatural that you may think someone is dubbing his voice, yet a little surprised when he asked him how is feeling.

This made him a little happy cause it's the first that someone actually asked him how he is doing for the past years he's been reborn.

Z9 smiled and answered “I'm good how about you?”

Roy replied “Good! I'm good too.” Then opened his right palm.

Z9's eyes widened when 2 weird looking purple fruits pops out, out of thin air and noticed a ring on his index finger.

Hmm.…. Must be a spatial ring… Cool!

“Here! Take 1, you probably didn't eat yet right?” as Roy handed him a piece then they started walking.

Roy explained to him how things work in Collbir. The usual Zhen Clan's do's and don'ts and how fighting is allowed just no killing or crippling each other, at least not now he added.

He also mentioned about Z107, that he already begun his training which made Z9 smiled a little knowing he hasn't took someone's life.

Also, in 4 years time, they will be tested to enter “Primordial Havoc Institution”.

The only school in Collbir and owned by the Zhen Clan. It's a school where they take in disciples and trained them. They only open their doors every 10 years the reason why they're brought here.

Except for Red Chu and Kohan, the 2 people considered as elite talents and were directly accepted the same day.

Foods and lodging were also be given. The only task they gave is for the children to train without any Instructors for the past 4 years which will help time to show how much can one improved without any guidance.

And if were to fail, you can only resign to yourself! So there isn't much of an option.

They only gave them a brochure and a map where they are allowed to get ‘Entry Level Martial Techniques’ and ‘Weaponry’.

Everything's already prepared for them and those who ever went to places they shouldn't supposed to will be punished on the spot.

The next day, Z9 went to the ‘Havoc Pavilion’ where they can get Martial Techniques to practiced.

It is not like what he has expected it to be. From the big and luxurious like you would see in movies, what faced him is like an old Lighthouse like you would see in modern era.

And next to it is a guy probably at the age of 23 to 25 with a black long hair and a ponytail, wearing a white tank top and blue shorts, sleeping under the tree's shade.

As soon Z9 got near at the entrance, the guy appeared before him with his hands in his pockets and stopped him “Waaait! You're new here little guy?”

Z9 startled from the guy's sudden appearance and glanced at the tree's he is at earlier and looked back at the guy in from of him and nodded.

The guy pulled out a small brown wooden plate with an ‘Entry’ sign and handed it to him and said with a blanked face “Here is your pass! Check everything first, get 2 manuals at most then return it after 6 months got it?”

Z9 instinctively replied “Y-yes sir!”

“Alright!” then the guy walked out as Z9's eyes followed him lie down.

He then entered and was surprised to see on what was inside!

It is like a run down library that's been abandoned for years. Webs on the ceiling, dusts everywhere and some books were scattered on the floor.

Z9 signed, picked the books up and dusted the tags on the shelves with the cloth he found on the table.

I need to have good techniques before the other kids picked all of them.

But… If I wanted to be strong in the long run, I need to have a good foundation, so I think it's best, to better understand everything first before choosing.

He grabbed the books he saw pertaining to all the information about Spiritual Energy and Innate Ability. And after several hours have passed he noticed that it was still only him in the Pavilion. He muttered “I guess they all have already picked their own techniques huh?”.

Time flew fast as the room was filled with silence and only the flipping of a page of a book can be heard.

Several hours more, he found out that what they called ‘Dantian’ is like the vessel where the Spiritual Energy can be stored in ones body that's needed to be used to practiced Spiritual Energy Techniques so he stood up and run a test.

After several tests, Z9 became restless for he can't feel his Dantian after several attempts, he begun to think that there might be something wrong to what he was doing, so he sprint out and tried to wake the guy up he met earlier.

“Excuse me! Sir! Sir! Sir!” as he said cautiously

The guy yawned as his eyes were still praying for some sleep then looked at Z9 while getting up “What do you want kid?”

Z9 turned pale, afraid that he might hurt him for interrupting his rest and replied “Ca-can you help me detect my Dantian sir?”

The guy bend his knees and stared long at Z9's eyes which makes him uneasy and unconsciously shrank himself “Hmmm… Z9 right?”

“Yes sir” he answered and avoided eye contact

The guy looked at his surroundings first then snapped his fingers.

Z9 felt that the surroundings suddenly changed yet still the same. It was like they were detached from the outside world and entered anew on their own.

Then the guy spoke “Okaaay! You... Asking me this means that you already get the principle of how Spiritual Energy works right?”

He answered firmly “Yes sir!”

The guy smirked “Ahhh… Smart kid! However I'll be blunt with you so listen up” then he crossed his arms “You can't practice Spiritual Martial Techniques, well, it is not that you're crippled but your Dantian is just too little to nothing”

Then he lend his hand and a gust of golden light encircled onto his palm and formed into ball “Look how this is the size of just a normal mortal's Dantian which is still unlocked” then the ball diminished into a dot size and said “And this is…. How yours looks like, you get it right?” then he snapped his fingers and the weird feeling vanished like everything went back to normal.

Z9 was devastated after hearing those words and just stared blankly to nothing.

So it is not that I was it doing it wrong, it is just that I can't feel it…

Cause it was just too little... to be felt.

He don't know what kind of expression to show. It feels like every time he do something, there was already an obstacle lined up for him, waiting to be triggered to each direction he take.

His eyes started to moist and his body begun to tremble. He bowed as if his energy was being drained and thank him in a low pitch voice “.....Thank you” then he send himself out of the place, facedown.

The guy felt pity as his eyes followed Z9 as he slowly vanished from his sight.

Poor guy… If only he has a normal mortal's body or Dantian at least. His direct acceptance wouldn't be cancelled and with his high comprehension… his future will surely be far.

Now, he can only practice normal Martial Techniques.

Z9's room

Z9 silently sat to his bed after sulking on his way back and looked up. He begun to think the things that happened on his last life.

I guess it was really my fault.

Previously there are tons of Masters trying to recruit me to be their personal disciple but due to my naiveness or maybe… lacked of dream.

I… continue to live as a normal mortal.

I keep hearing I got good constitution and a great vessel, so I guess they were referring to my Dantian huh. Reason I got abducted and experimented day and night by that damn…

Sigh! Maybe this my punishme…

“Grrrrr………” sound of his belly interrupted his thoughts

Z9 smirked as he touched his stomach “You still have time to be hungry while I'm sulking huh?” Then he lie down “Not tonight, goodnight buddy”

A few moments later, Z9 went in a ‘Dream State’ where all the surrounding was pure white. The atmosphere feels like it was filled with energy to everywhere he went. Everything was so bright but not blinding. He can sense the heat but feels warm instead. The coldness that surrounds him makes him feel at ease.

He felt nothing, like nothing was real, He sighted every direction but all seems the same.

The feeling is new, no hands or feet, all limbs were gone, no body. He has no form, just floating, drifting like the air but with his control.

He wondered around and finally, he saw something, a window. He took a look and inside, is the place where he grew up on his 1st life.

He saw his father a Blacksmith and mother that sews with other housewives. It was the era of the aftermath of the Battle Of The Gods when he was born in a remote place called ‘Hemburg’.

It's a beautiful place with a unique terrain. It was situated in a high plane, like a mountain that has been cut in half horizontally, surrounded by 4 large mountains near the sea. No floods or any natural disaster has ever been breached.

Peaceful and no luxurious things to see just the beautiful sceneries. The houses were near each other where they can see and meet everyone anytime. Everyone knows each other like a family. No malice seen.

You can never be hungry in this place because everyone helps one another. They even have their own farms to grow plants and animals. And almost every night is like a festival.

It's like a tradition for them that every time the sun falls, they get together and bringing their own respective donations. Foods, wines, people playing their instruments, singing and dancing. Like happy festival, sharing their times and smiles together.

Then 1 day a…..

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