(This chapter is dedicated to Aaninja. Thanks for the inspirational capsule man)
In one of the academy residential districts.
In a villa.
A man's eyes suddenly squinted. This was a rank 3 intermediate stage Dao level lifeform. This person belonged to the naga race. He was a demihuman. Several individuals from other races were seated in the room with the person. They seemed to be having some sort of discussion about something. Suddenly, the others in the room realized that the man from the naga race, the leader of these people, had suddenly become quiet.
This was the leader of the Cool Gang, one of the many cliques in the academy that preyed on weaker students and enslaved them for their benefits.
"One of our members is dead," Cool said.
"Boss Cool, you usually don't make a fuss over these things. Deaths in the academy are a normal thing. We can just find a weakling and let them replace the one who died, right?" a member replied.
