The Hunter School was known for its rigorous academic curriculum and intense physical training. Students would wake up early in the morning to attend classes that start at 7am and end at 4pm. They were required to study subjects such as monster anatomy, mana control, weapon usage, and dungeon exploration strategies.
The school was equipped with top-notch facilities, including dorm rooms for students who lived on campus. Each student was assigned their own room, which was furnished with a bed, study table, and a closet. The dorms were located in a separate building, which ensured that students could focus on their studies and training without any distractions.
In addition to the classrooms and dorms, the campus also had several meditation rooms. These rooms were available to all students, but the VIP class meditation rooms had an extra fee attached to them. The VIP rooms were equipped with state-of-the-art equipment, and only the wealthiest students could afford to use them regularly.
Outside the main building, there were several training grounds where students could practice their combat skills. There were fields for archery and sword fighting, a large open space for some mock monster hunting but still using actual monsters, and a dungeon that was designed to mimic the real thing. The dungeon was divided into different levels, each with its own set of challenges and monsters to defeat.
Despite the high tuition rate, many students enrolled in the Hunter School each year. The promise of adventure, fame, and fortune that awaited successful Hunters was too great to resist. Many of them dreamt of becoming famous and wealthy by completing difficult missions and ascending the ranks of the Hunter's Association.
During breaks, students would gather in the cafeteria or at the nearby park to socialize and share their experiences. They would swap stories of their successes and failures, and exchange tips on how to improve their skills. Some would even form parties or groups to tackle tougher assignments and earn more points.
The Hunter School was a place of intense training and camaraderie, where students were pushed to their limits and challenged to become the best Hunters they could be. It was a place where they learned the importance of teamwork, discipline, and perseverance in the face of danger and adversity.
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Qing Eena walked down the streets of the city, his eyes scanning the various stalls and vendors selling all kinds of goods. As he approached a small group of junk sellers, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. These were the kinds of people he loved to talk to - those who had a passion for taking old and forgotten things and restoring them to their former glory.
"Hey there!" he called out to the group as he approached. "You guys got anything interesting today?"
The sellers turned to him and smiled, recognizing him as a regular customer. "Qing Eena, always looking for treasure, huh?" one of them said with a chuckle.
Qing grinned back, knowing that he had a reputation for seeking out hidden gems in even the most unlikely of places. "You never know what you might find," he replied.
As he began to browse the various items for sale, he noticed a battered old watch sitting on the table. He picked it up and examined it closely, seeing that it was missing several parts and the glass face was cracked.
"How much for this?" he asked, holding the watch up to the seller.
The seller scratched his chin, considering the item. "That old thing? I'll give it to you for 50 silver coins."
Qing knew that was a good deal - he could easily fix the watch and sell it for several times that amount. "Sold!" he exclaimed, handing over the coins.
As he walked away with his new purchase, Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He loved the challenge of taking something that others had deemed worthless and turning it into something valuable.
As he continued to explore the market, he came across several other items that caught his eye - a broken radio, a rusted bicycle frame, and a set of discarded tools. He haggled with the sellers, knowing that he could get a better deal if he played his cards right.
Finally, as the sun began to set, Qing made his way back home with his haul. He couldn't wait to get started on his latest restoration project.
As he walked through the door, he was greeted by his parents who were surprised to see the amount of items he had acquired in just a few hours. "Where did you find all of these?" his mother asked, eyeing the pile of junk skeptically.
Qing just grinned and replied, "Just some stuff I found at the market. You know me - always on the lookout for hidden treasure."
His parents shook their heads in amusement, knowing that their son had a knack for finding value in the most unexpected places. "Well, just make sure you don't bring any more stray animals home," his father joked, referring to the time when Qing had brought home a stray dog that he had found on the street.
Qing just laughed and headed off to his room to begin work on his latest restoration project. He knew that with his Spacetime Powers, he could turn these pieces of junk into something truly remarkable. And who knows, maybe one day he would be able to buy the nearby lots and build a grand estate for his family. For now, though, he was content with the simple joy of restoring forgotten treasures.
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Qing Eena had just finished restoring a set of old armor that he had acquired from the junk sellers. The armor had been badly damaged and it took him a few days to get it back to its original condition. He was excited to show it to his Uncle Tito Mintis, who was a renowned arms dealer in the city.
Qing walked to his uncle's shop and went straight to his office. Tito was on the phone, but he quickly hung up when he saw Qing.
"Hey, kiddo! What brings you here?" Tito asked, smiling warmly.
Qing smiled back and placed the restored armor on the table. "Look what I got," he said.
Tito's eyes widened as he inspected the armor. "Wow, this is amazing! Where did you get it?" he asked.
Qing hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to reveal his Spacetime Powers to his uncle, so he quickly came up with a story. "One of my classmates pawned it to me. He couldn't pay back the money he owed me, so he gave me this instead," Qing said.
Tito looked at Qing with suspicion. "You know I don't like dealing with stolen items, Qing. You should be careful who you get your goods from," he warned.
Qing quickly reassured his uncle. "Don't worry, Uncle Tito. I made sure it wasn't stolen before I bought it. And besides, I only buy from reputable junk sellers," he said.
Tito sighed and nodded. "Okay, I trust you. But you should still be careful," he said.
Qing smiled and thanked his uncle. "Actually, I have more items like this that I restored. Do you want to see them?" he asked.
Tito nodded eagerly. "Of course! Let's take a look," he said.
Qing pulled out a few more items that he had restored, including a set of daggers and a shield. Tito was impressed by the quality of Qing's work and offered to buy them from him.
"Your work is amazing, Qing. I could definitely sell these in my shop. How much do you want for them?" Tito asked.
Qing thought for a moment before giving his price. "I was thinking of selling them for double what I paid for them. Is that fair?" he asked.
Tito nodded and wrote down the price. "That's a good deal. I'll take them all," he said.
Qing was happy with the sale and thanked his uncle. As he left the shop, he couldn't help but feel a bit guilty for lying to his uncle about where he got the items from. But he knew he couldn't reveal his Spacetime Powers to anyone, not even to his own family.
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Qing Eena couldn't believe his luck when he stumbled upon the rundown car on InstaBook. Despite its sorry state, he knew that with his Spacetime Powers, he could restore it to its former glory.
He messaged the seller and after some haggling, they agreed on a price that was within Qing's budget. He couldn't wait to get his hands on the car and start working on it.
Once he made the purchase, he called his Uncle Tito to bring his tow truck and pick up the car. His Uncle was surprised to see what Qing had bought, and asked him why he was interested in such a piece of junk.
Qing simply replied, "I see potential in this car, Uncle. With a little bit of work, it can be restored to its former glory."
His Uncle shook his head in disbelief, "You young people and your crazy ideas. I hope you know what you're doing, boy."
Qing just grinned and said, "Trust me, Uncle. I know what I'm doing."
As they drove the car back to their garage, Qing couldn't help but admire the car's design. Despite being in such a sorry state, he knew that he had made the right choice in purchasing it.
Once they arrived at the garage, Qing wasted no time in getting to work. He used his Spacetime Powers to fix the engine, which was surprisingly in good condition despite the car's overall appearance.
As he worked on the car, a random dude messaged him on InstaBook, asking about the car he had just bought. Qing told him that he was planning on restoring it, but the guy just laughed and said that it was a waste of time.
Qing just shrugged it off and continued working on the car. He spent hours fixing and replacing various parts of the car, using his Spacetime Powers to make sure that everything fit perfectly.
Finally, after days of hard work, the car was ready to be tested. Qing turned the key in the ignition and to his surprise, the engine roared to life. The car's headlights flickered on, and the stereo began playing music.
Qing couldn't believe it, he had restored the car to its former glory. After some preparations, he is still a five year old boy, so he attached some wooden sandals with ten inches of block wood, that he prepared before so his feet can reach the three pedals. He took it for a spin around the block, feeling the wind in his hair and the thrill of the open road.
As he drove, he thought about how far he had come. From a student at the Hunter School to a skilled mechanic with the power to restore even the most rundown of cars.
He couldn't wait to see what other treasures he could find on InstaBook, and what other amazing things he could do with his Spacetime Powers.
Now he also has to prepare for a Student License when he reaches 18 years old to be able to drive this beautiful thing.
Before heading for dinner, Qing covered the car in a tarp and made sure that it was tightly secured, including the tires, since he was currently "restoring" it, he can't just exposed that it was already restored and working, with this he has another possible excuse that he could use in an emergency or something.