"Yes."Her subordinate nodded respectfully. "Will tomorrow be eptable?”


    Ebony Fox had just arrived, and much of her paperwork was still pending. As the person responsible for her arrangements, he had to handle it personally.


    "Fine." Ebony Fox stubbed out her cigarette and stood up, gazing at the trainingpanies in the distance. The girl was lost in the crowd of thousands, but the image of her effortlessly conquering the obstacle course remained vivid in her mind. So full of life, so vibrant.


    Her own sister had been a mischievous child, turning the house upside down from the age of two or three.


    At the thought, a shadow of sadness crossed Ebony Fox''s cold eyes. Fifteen years ago, the shipwreck had happened. She had been rescued by a stroke of luck, only to fall into the hands of cruel human traffickers. They sold her on the international ck market.


    Her buyer had intended to harvest her organs, but on the day of the auction, she fought with all her might and escaped her cage. But she was just a small, starving child of seven or eight. The ck market thugs caught her, leaving her covered in cuts and bruises.


    As fate would have it, a mysterious tycoon attending the auction took an interest in her, buying her for a high price and taking her to the Huntsman Institute. Her training began at age eight, and she wed her way up from what was essentially a death pit. If you couldn''t beat the others, you died. Over time, her strength grew, and she became the Huntsman Institute''s only female instructor.


    Some time ago, she received a tip that her younger sister might be in Era City. But her unique status made entering Orient Country extremely difficult. So, she agreed to be a special instructor for a special forces base in Orient Country for three months. During this time, she would do her best to find her sister and any other survivors.


    But Era City was so vast. How could she possibly find her?


    "If I need to find someone in Era City quickly, what''s the best way?" Ebony Fox asked quietly, rubbing a distinctive bracelet on her wrist.


    "Find someone?" Her subordinate paused for a moment before cautiously replying, "You could try Cybeic shadows. It has a solid reputation in Borealia. As long as you pay, they can dig up your target''s entire family tree."


    Cybeic Shadows? The name was familiar. But she couldn''t forget her parents'' dying wish: she was not to look for her sister before she turned eighteen. And even then, she couldn''t make a big scene. There could only be one reason for such socha Warning. Many other people were also searching for her sister, for reasons unknown. Cybeic Shadows was a far-reaching organization. Rashly exposing her sister''s information could put her in danger.


    "I see," Ebony Fox nodded slightly. "You may go."


    She needed to consider this carefully.


    ...


    The next training activity was shooting.


    Due to time constraints, the best student from eachpany was selected to participate. The top three shooters would earn the title


    "Outstanding Cadet." More of tee


    Compar


    of the first ce


    the


    winner


    would be exempt from the final


    long-distance march and get a day


    of rest.


    The promise of a day off sent a wave of excitement through all thepanies. A day of rest was a godsend.


    "Ourpany will nominate Ynda,” Farrell announced, standing with his hands behind his back, feet apart.


    “Yes, sir,” Ynda stepped forward, a radiant smile on her face.


    "Her?" Murmurs of discontent rippled through thepany. They weren''t happy about Ynda being chosen.