Time passed.
Shang's conviction had been reaffirmed by the Day of Chaos.
This time, he had been helpless during the Day of Chaos, but in the future, he wouldn't be as helpless.
Right now, Shang was at a level of power where he didn't count as relevant to any major cities. Sure, Shang could probably become a high-ranking officer in a town, but his goals went much further than that.
Shang trained until the life in the academy went back to normal. The piles of corpses had been cleaned up by the hunters and had been sold for profit.
Warrior's Paradise had spent a ridiculous sum of money for the Day of Chaos, but it had earned far more.
This was what Warrior's Paradise was all about: Finding profit in danger!
And thus, Shang's life in the Warrior's Academy continued.
During the mornings, Shang took part in whatever theoretical lesson was available. The lessons mostly consisted of politics, geography, and Magic.
