572 Nice Fronting (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

After dinner, the group followed Zhou Ming to the outer walls.

She was assigned to the corner of the walls northwest of the city. The number of undead here was not as high as the number of undead at the front, hence it was more suitable for students to train and climb the rankings.

The group followed Zhou Ming to her spot. The place nearby was a residential area consisting of mostly small old houses. Looking down from a great height, one could see streets covering the entire area, splitting the area into four equal squares like pieces of tofu.

Zhou Ming's spot was the intersection between the west walls and the north walls. The walls were wide, with roads along the top. They could easily drive a few vehicles parallel to one another on the walls.

The walls were perfectly straight, too. Standing at the corner and glancing in any direction, the walls simply felt like a highway, with dense residential buildings on one side continuing into the distance.

The walls were very long too, with no visible end in the distance. One could simply see the two lines of lights growing denser, until they disappeared into the darkness.

During night time, the walls were guarded by groups of Magicians. Occasionally, the glows from spells would flare in the dark, like fireworks exploding in the sky, followed by loud blasts on the ground, where flesh and blood were splattered in the dark.

”This is the corner guard tower. The other students should be inside,” Zhou Ming led the group to the building.

The guard tower was constructed right at the intersection between the walls. It was most likely used for rest and replenishment. An observation tower was built at the top of the place, with a Heavenly Eagle Battlemage on duty. The white Heavenly Eagle was sitting at the top of the observation tower with its wings withdrawn, but its sharp eyes were fixed on the darkness.

As they entered the guard tower, they could see people walking around. The crowd consisted of Magicians from the Magic Associations, Hunters, Battlemages, Trainees, Students… It simply felt like a small supply station, with stalls selling medicine, Equipment, and fresh loot.

After weaving through the crowd, Zhou Ming led the group to another room.

A few people were seated in the room. One could easily tell they were from the Institute from their outfits. They even had their school badges pinned to their chests.

Every Institute had their own badges, and the color of the badges usually reflected the Element School the students were in. On top of that, the lines on the badges indicated their levels.

Similarly to the badges, the Magic Association, Hunter Union, and the military also had badges to indicate their people's identities and levels. It was essential for Magicians to team up, be it for completing quests or missions. Most people would wear the badges on their chests so people could easily see them.

Zhou Ming was wearing her school badge all along. The badge had the shape of a flame, implying that she was an Intermediate Fire Magician. The two lines at the middle meant her Fire Element Nebula was level two, thus showing that she was a level-two Intermediate Fire Magician.

Zhou Ming was curious to see Mo Fan's badge at dinner, yet the guy was not wearing anything. She had no choice but to inspect his cultivation instead.

Mo Fan had discovered that most people in the city would wear their badge, as if there was some kind of rule.

As Zhou Ming was about to introduce the others to her classmates, when an unfriendly voice spoke.

”Those without badges should leave at once. Unauthorized personnels are not allowed here!” The person speaking was a slightly plump young man sitting in the middle. He was fairly well-clothed, wearing an obviously proud look.

”Senior Jiang Li, they are my classmates back in high school. They are all Magicians. They have come here to help me with my duty,” Zhou Ming said to the plump young man quickly.

”Tell them to wear their badges then; the Magic Association wants everyone to strictly follow the rules, otherwise we'll be scolded by their people,” interjected a handsome man wearing a scarf.

Mu Bai was well aware of the rules around here. He glanced at Wang Pangzi and Zhao Kunsan and said, ”Did you bring your badges?”