"The advent system has been activated."


    "Waking up host..."


    "The host has awakened."


    "Start loading memory..."


    The cold mechanical polyphony awakened Cole from his sleep.


    The damp and cold environment made him shiver and subconsciously wrap a tight blanket.


    After fully regaining consciousness, Cole looked at the surrounding environment and frowned slightly.


    The wind and rain outside the window.


    At this time, he was lying on a damp and musty broken wooden bed, and the roof was covered with black and yellow marks because of water leakage.


    On the rusty iron table less than half a meter away from the wooden bed, a basin of thick soup that has been put for an unknown period of time emits a disgusting smell.


    Two mice slipped into the sewer pipe along the corner, and there was a strange noise of "Dong Dong" from time to time.


    "Memory loading completed."


    After the mechanical synthesis stops.


    A large number of memories poured into Cole''s consciousness. Because of a headache, he pinched the center of his eyebrows and sat up in bed. His hands and legs were cold and unconscious.


    Cole walker?


    Fourth year student of the Royal demon hunting College of the Monty Empire?


    A country very similar to the British Empire in the 19th century?


    Mixed memories took him a long time to figure out the connection between different fragments.


    Before that, one thing can be determined in advance.


    He crossed.


    Moreover, there is an all sky descent system that can enter other worlds, complete tasks and obtain various special abilities


    It was very difficult to take down the musty wet blanket from his body, his weak body and let Cole reach for the mirror on the windowsill.


    Now his black hair is wet and clinging to his scalp, his blue eyes are deep, his nose is high, and his skin is paler than the dead.


    So.


    Now the hapless man who died of typhoid fever has changed... To be exact, it should be a change of soul.


    The calendar on the wall stopped on October 9, 1835. According to the analysis that Cole Walker''s body was not stiff after his death, it should have crossed over within an hour after his death.


    "System, confirm the current time."


    "October 9, 1835, 3:17 PM."


    Take out the pocket watch and calibrate the time.


    So there''s only one day left before the graduation ceremony of the Demon Hunter College.


    Time is pressing.


    Turning the pocket of his coat, there was a roll of crumpled paper money, totaling 239 yuan, enough for him to prepare a clean and tidy new dress for the next ceremony.


    Of course, preparing new clothes is not for useless face, or for fear of being disliked by the reviewers of the imperial Royal demon hunting regiment and being unable to graduate.


    In this world, not only the most powerful Mengxi Empire, but also demon hunter students, there is no such situation that they can''t graduate at any time.


    To be exact, even if you want to stay, the college will force you to be thrown into a subordinate organization of the demon hunting regiment.


    According to official statistics, the survival rate of demon hunter interns within three years of entering the demon hunting group is only 20%. For the sake of good data, the students who have not graduated in that year are also included.


    Just look at the survival rate. It goes without saying what kind of career demon hunter is.


    But it''s equivalent.


    Any demon hunter who has been officially certified is a privileged class of the Mengxi Empire and even the whole world.


    No tax is required.


    Immunity from felony.


    There are high subsidies every year.


    Whether you are a mud legged child who came from a street corner and grew up eating garbage, or a rich and powerful family born with a golden key, once you become a formal demon hunter, you are the only privileged class in the world.


    Cole walker is obviously the former.


    If he had not sacrificed his life to save a demon hunter, he would not have been recommended to the imperial Royal Demon Hunter College, which is a place where everyone has to squeeze their heads and their lives.


    Patting his cheek, he took out his raincoat covered with mud, which was thrown under the bed. Cole opened the iron door of the old apartment and took his first step in this dangerous world.


    Demons, witches, evil spirits, dark creatures.


    They are hidden in every corner of the world, entrenched in the earth and rivers, hidden in small objects everywhere, maybe a pocket watch, maybe an antique mirror


    Each is extremely deadly to humans.


    Come to the tailor''s shop, change a pure black woolen coat and buy a pair of thick soled boots that are very suitable for all kinds of terrain.


    Ready to pay the boss, Cole suddenly heard a soft female voice behind him.


    "Cole, are you preparing new clothes for the graduation ceremony, too?"


    The speaker is his classmate.


    A rebellious girl with blond hair and blue eyes from the Finley demon hunter family, Celia Finley.


    She is beautiful, but her character is troublesome.


    A long time ago, the eldest lady expressed a good impression on cole, or... Wanted to keep a simple relationship with him for a period of time, but since she was dating at least five men at the same time, the former owner of the body always turned a blind eye to Celia''s hint.


    Cole saw two girlfriends standing around Celia laughing. No accident, she should have passed by and just saw herself.


    "What a coincidence, Celia. Are you here to order dresses?"


    The girl''s right hand crossed slowly from a row of clothes, "well... I just passed by. Kate''s family has a private drama show at five o''clock. Are you interested in coming with me?"


    Cole smiled, "sorry, I have other important things, so I won''t accompany you."


    "Really?"


    Celia raised her chin slightly. "This is the third time you''ve rejected me, Cole walker. Maybe I''ll consider letting my father arrange your internship to the intelligence team instead of logistics.


    So, don''t you really think about it? "


    Anyone knows.


    In the imperial Royal demon hunting regiment, the intelligence group has the highest casualty rate, and the survival rate of interns is less than 10%.


    As for the logistics that can be mixed with qualifications and rich profits, it is not easy to get in without a strong relationship.


    Cole''s eyes narrowed slightly.


    A naked threat?


    Taking the bag handed to him by the boss, Cole turned cold and said, "Twelve of the thirteen adults in the highest trial sequence are from the intelligence group. Maybe it''s a good opportunity to enter the intelligence group."


    Celia and her two best friends burst into laughter.


    "God, our poor boy Cole wants to be the highest judge. Hahaha... Celia, what do you like about him? Is it the ability to boast?"


    "See the reality, Cole walker, poor and worthless like you. The mud guy who entered the Demon Hunter College by virtue of shit transportation and entered the intelligence group can never live for three days. The highest trial sequence? I must tell this joke to everyone, ha ha!"


    The three girls, who were showy but with bad character, held their arms and left the tailor''s shop.


    Across the floor window.


    Celia raised a middle finger to Cole, and through the movement of her lips, she could read, ''wait and see, you mud man who doesn''t know good or bad.''