Chapter 1 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Pegasus Planet. In the secret underground training base in the Beikun Icy Plains.

Inside a cramped room, there was just a bed and table. The room was simply decorated, and its empty steel-gray walls looked exceptionally stern.

There was a tiny cupcake on the table, and it was the only item in the room that made it feel warm and lived in.

Xu Hui, who was sitting upright on the bed, rolled up a piece of paper to form a small rod and then poked the rod into the cupcake.

Xu Hui’s ancient face revealed a satisfied smile. He seemed very satisfied with his skill at making paper rods.

He spoke to the young man standing at the other side of the table. “088, it’s your eighteenth birthday today. You’re an adult from this day on. You can leave the training base and officially start serving the organization.”

Xu Hui, a little melancholy, said, “I remember that you were just six years old when you arrived. You were the most talkative of the lot, and you liked to ramble on nonstop. I’d always thought that you wouldn’t live long. I didn’t expect you to pass Hell’s Training alive. It’s worthy of celebration.”

“It’s all because of your nurturing, Teacher.”

088 was an unusually handsome young man. His smile was like the afternoon autumn sun—clean, radiant, and filled with energy.

Even though Xu Hui had seen much of the world, he had to admit that this young man’s handsomeness was unparalleled. The shape of his eyebrows gave him a pure, spiritual quality that made him look a little like a deity.

Even though someone could change their appearance at will with plastic surgery, they’d never be able to achieve such an effect.

The organization had injected the youths with the Spirit Beings’ Genetic Medication and nurtured these youths as if it were cultivating parasites. The organization got these youths to kill each other to eliminate the weaker members.

Through these methods, the youths continuously got stronger and more refined. The evolutionary direction of 088 was extremely strange. His appearance continuously trended toward perfection, and he possessed exceptional charisma.

088 was extremely talkative but only had average abilities. He must’ve relied on his exceptional charisma to survive up until now!

Xu Hui had to admit that his high regard for 088 was also due to the other party’s charisma.

This unique charisma was extremely useful when it came to human interaction. This quality made him much more valuable than an average assassin.

The organization would never let a unique talent like 088 be an assassin on the frontlines. This lad would definitely live for a long time. He had a bright future ahead of him.

“You will leave the training base and officially serve the organization tomorrow.”

Xu Hui said, “Seeing that we’re teacher and student, I hope that you’ll climb the ranks. You can even take care of me in the future should you have the chance.”

“You must be joking, Teacher. You’re an elder of the Blood Deity Association. When will there come a time where you’ll need me to take care of you?”

088 said, a little emotional, “I remember very clearly. There were six batches of 1200 people, but now there are only a few dozen people left. If it hadn’t been for your care, Teacher, I would’ve died a long time ago. How could I have made it through Hell’s Training without you?!”

Xu Hui nodded. He was very pleased with 088’s attitude. This young man was usually detestably talkative, but right now, his words of praise were exceptionally soothing and came at just the right time.

He then let out a deep sigh. “Hell’s Training is extremely cruel. There’s only a 4% survival rate.”

The Blood Deity Association was willing to pay any price to nurture the best youths. However, Xu Hui lamented the high elimination rate.

More than ten years had passed, and the Blood Deity Association’s efforts had paid off. This batch of youths had grown, and each had their own unique abilities. They were going to become the backbone of the organization in the future.

088 was only eighteen years old, yet he looked calm and collected. He talked about his tragic past without a trace of emotion. That made for a good assassin.

Xu Hui masked his emotions and said calmly, “Only by being powerful and cold can you grasp your own fate.”

He then gave another example. “I remember this very clearly. There was a girl with exceptional potential during the training when you were fifteen. I think she was called 006. If she hadn’t blocked the thrust of the sword for you and given you the healing medication, she wouldn’t have died.”

“That’s right. 006 was too soft and emotional.”

088’s starry eyes brightened as he recollected the incident. From his perspective, it had happened ages ago, so long ago that he’d almost forgotten about it.