The night sky deepens gradually, approaching dawn.
A faint aroma fills the narrow little shop.
That's the scent of flour expanding in the oven, with a crisp, charred smell.
He Ao leaned back on a small chair, sitting at the entrance of the shop, with Sui perched on the back of the chair behind him.
The street under the night sky was unusually quiet, the entire area had been sealed off by the Abnormal Association, leaving only this small bakery with its dim yellow lights on.
He Ao glanced at his field of view displaying his physical fitness: 300.
This seems to be the limit for D-level. His physical fitness hadn't changed in several hours, the dense 'Qi' was currently piling up in his body, pressing against him.
The pendant on his chest lightly swayed, attracting the surrounding energy to slowly converge.
He took a deep breath.
The 'Qi' gathered at his feet slowly amassed below his navel, then quickly surged upward, while the 'Qi' in his mind gently moved downward.
