Translator: Silavin It was late autumn of 1975. At the foot of Nanshan Mountain in Wuyuan, Jiangxi. Under a tall old Pagoda Tree, a group of villagers gathered, looking up at a notice pasted on the tree trunk.
Translator: Silavin “… Although in this world, changing to a Combat Specialised Profession can lead to a better future, Lifestyle Specialised Professions and Enhancement Specialised Professions also have great potential. Especially Enhancement Specialised Professions. Those well off students only need to practise diligently and improve their Skill proficiency. In the future, wherever they go, they will be highly sought after. The treatment they receive would be no worse than Combat Specialised Professions. In fact,…
Translator: Silavin “Qin Yichen! Qin Yichen!…”
Translator: Silavin “It hurts so much?” Su Bai struggled to open his eyes. It felt as if his head had been hit by a hammer.
Translator: Silavin “I actually transmigrated…” In the messy room, Chu Mo sighed after absorbing the memories in his mind. He was not from this world, but came from Earth. In 2050, an asteroid hit the Earth and simultaneously spread an unknown virus, causing the vast majority of people worldwide to become infected and turn into zombies. The civilization that humanity was proud of collapsed in an instant.
Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin Nine Province Continent, Ghost Province, Soaring Immortal Mountain.
Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin It was mid-April, a late spring night with a clear night and a bright moon.
Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Silavin Late in the night…
