Once again, Tang Ling rose from his bed and looked at the small window just next to his bed. He couldn't help but marvel at how different were the two worlds. One was a beautiful world while the other was a dead world that seemed devoid of life.
However, deep in his heart, Tang Ling knew this was not true. It was not void of life but lacking in vibrancy. Here, the world seemed monotone.
Tang Ling shook his head, trying to shake off his thoughts, and succeeded. Rising from his bed, he greeted his sister and planned his schedule.
Credits aren't much of a problem now. Even if he did nothing, he would be able to live off the money made for quite some time. What was important was to change things up.
He had become a Hunter full of anticipation but now, it seems that his enthusiasm has somewhat diminished. Or at least, calmed down.
The prospects of a Hunter isn't that good. The pay is great but the nature of the job made it shaky.