Once he had finished giving his instructions, he quickly finished breakfast, checked some of the treasures inside his spatial bag, and also packed some food he felt he would need.

As for the ten free attribute points still remaining on his status panel, he continued to leave them unassigned.

Since Raziel had said that she would teach him how a true summoner should fight, this training would likely expose his most obvious weaknesses. Before that happened, investing all ten attribute points into any single attribute might not be the most suitable choice.

The attribute points would not disappear simply because he left them unused, so there was no reason to rush the decision.

The cool morning air struck his face the moment he stepped out of the mansion.

The streets of the privileged area were gradually becoming lively. Large numbers of players were heading toward the mission hall, equipment stores, and central teleportation plaza, while several teams that had just returned from the wilderness slowly entered the shelter from the other side, dragging vehicles filled with magic beast materials behind them.

Zich did not stop along the way and headed directly toward the central teleportation plaza.

Some time later, he arrived at the teleportation building.

One would wonder why he was using the teleportation formation and not the vehicle like during the tournament.

Well, the reason was rather simple. Because the shelter wanted to save costs, they had opted for the vehicle.

As for Zich? He was freaking wealthy and had a lot of cash to throw away.

It was perhaps one of the best parts of being a champion.

There were already quite a few players traveling to Central City at this hour.

After completing the identity verification process, Zich waited for less than five minutes before the enormous spatial formation ahead, which measured more than twenty meters in diameter, gradually lit up. A silver white curtain of light rose from the edges of the formation and enveloped the dozens of players standing inside.

[Destination Confirmed.]

[Central City.]

[Teleportation Will Begin Shortly.]

Accompanied by a brief sensation of weightlessness, everything around him was rapidly swallowed by silver white light.

When Zich’s vision recovered, he found himself standing inside a building far larger than the teleportation plaza of the First Shelter.

Dozens of spatial formations were distributed neatly throughout the hall. Every few seconds, a pillar of teleportation light would rise as large numbers of players from different shelters continuously appeared before quickly leaving through clearly marked passages.

The staff responsible for maintaining order stood near each exit, ready to deal with any spatial abnormalities or identity related issues that might occur.

This was Central City after all, the most important cities on the First Layer.

The moment Zich walked out of the teleportation hall, his field of vision opened up.

A broad main street extended all the way to the limits of his sight, while the buildings on either side commonly rose dozens of floors into the air.

At the very center of the city stood a silver gray building that towered like a mountain.

Seven days ago, Raziel had given him only a meeting time and location, which was in this building.

Aside from that, she had neither explained what the training would involve nor told Zich how long it would last.

More than twenty minutes later, he arrived inside the building.

Just as he reached the reception area, a staff member who appeared to have been notified in advance took the initiative to approach him.

"Mr. Zich?"

"That’s me," Zich said.

"Ms. Raziel has already arrived. Please follow me."

The staff member led him through an internal passage on the side of the lobby and passed through two consecutive identity verification checkpoints before taking a sealed elevator to the upper floors of the headquarters.

When the elevator doors opened, what appeared before Zich was not an office, but a sealed teleportation chamber covering several hundred square meters.

"Another teleportation chamber? The training is not taking place here?"

An independent spatial formation had been constructed in the center of the room, surrounded by twelve metal pillars engraved with spatial runes. The surrounding walls were completely covered in thick silver metal, leaving no windows through which to see outside and preventing any sound from entering.

A familiar figure stood beside the spatial formation.

Naturally, it was Raziel. Her aura had been completely restrained, making her appear no different from an ordinary player, yet Zich still recognized her the moment he saw her.

The staff member stopped at the entrance without entering the teleportation chamber.

"Ms. Raziel, Mr. Zich has arrived."

Raziel nodded lightly.

"You may leave."

"Yes."

The staff member turned and departed, and the door of the teleportation chamber slowly closed behind him.

"I’m not late, am I?" Zich said as he walked in.

"Seventeen minutes early," Raziel said, her tone cold. "Arriving on time is only the most basic requirement. It is not worthy of a reward."

Zich shrugged, a bit used to this woman’s tone. He did not expect her manner of speaking to change in just seven days.

Raziel looked at him for several seconds, and she quickly noticed the changes that had occurred since their last meeting.

"Level Twenty. Your mana and mental condition have both recovered. It seems you did not waste these seven days."

"I didn’t want you to send me back on the first day of training because my condition wasn’t good enough."

"If your condition truly failed to meet the requirements, I would indeed send you back. A summoner who cannot even properly manage his own condition has no value in training."

After saying that, she turned and walked toward the spatial formation in the center of the room.

"Did you bring everything you need?"

"I did."

"Then step inside."

"Where are we headed?" Zich asked, stepping forward.

Raziel did not respond, almost as if he were talking to the air. Instead, she raised her right hand and aimed her palm toward the center of the formation. The spatial runes on all twelve metal pillars lit up simultaneously, and the previously dormant formation released intense spatial fluctuations.

"The environment here is too safe, and there are too many people capable of interfering. It is unsuitable for the training that follows."

Large amounts of silver white light rose from the floor. However, instead of enveloping them like an ordinary teleportation formation, the light gradually condensed into a spatial gate several meters tall in front of them.

Raziel turned to him. "That’s why we will go to my world."

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