The Next Day, Everything was as usual.
I stepped out in my heavy clothes, not needing to worry about hiding my injured fingers since the uniform had gloves anyway.
The fatigue and pain from yesterday hadn't disappeared, but I felt a lot of motivation due to my rank increase. However, I was still worried—the mutation posed a significant danger.
The first lesson was Mana Theories as usual, followed by Basic and Advanced Combat Techniques, and then Weapon Combat Techniques.
Nothing new. I was grateful that Bruce had me train alone today, so my injury remained hidden. My exhaustion increased after six hours, but the lessons weren't over yet; there were still two more.
The general class today was First Aid, taught by Instructor Victor Adom. The military technology instructor also teaching first aid was an odd combination.
Instructor Victor was ridiculously tall, about 197 centimeters, with a slight hunch in his back, and wore sunglasses for some reason.
