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"Left arm forward!"

"Right arm backward!"

"No no no! That’s not it, maintain your stance!"

"If you encounter a monster, are you going to let your guard down?"

"Again!"

Yelling in the training room, Elena stood with her arms behind her back, an all-white bandana tied over her forehead.

In front of her was a group of about 25 people, following her instructions as she taught them martial arts.

These twenty-five people were the Awakeners in the shelter.

A week had passed; the world had changed, and it had been a week since her brother had gone into seclusion.

In that time, following the instructions of her grandpa, she was in charge of teaching the Awakeners fighting skills.

Fortunately, with the awakening of their abilities, even the less powerful ones had improved their attributes.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to keep up with her level of training.

’Hmm~ I already noticed this when I first started training them, but what kind of orphanage did that girl Victoria and Terry come from?’

’Not only are their combat senses exceptionally high,’

’But out of thirty kids in the orphanage, ten of them awakened, about one-third of them!’

Looking at Terry and Victoria, who tirelessly delivered punch after punch, Elena was pleasantly surprised.

Those two were amongst the best she taught.

However, the others didn’t fall behind too much.

Just behind them was her very own aunt, Emilia. It turned out that she had awakened a water control ability.

And behind Emilia was the Spade Mercenary Group leader Ethan had brought before.

’Natasha Crowe, even till today she remains emotionless.’

’Perhaps that’s why she gained such an ability as teleportation.’

Observing the stance of each person present, Elena shook her head.

In a shelter of 500 people, only twenty-five people awakened!

less than the ten percent Ethan had told her before.

Plus, apart from her, her brother, Terry, Emilia, and Natasha,

all the other Awakeners were kids, with the youngest one being only five years old!

In such a situation, she knew the shelter was seriously lacking in combat power.

Based on her and Victoria’s current strength, it was obvious that future battles would no longer rely on guns and bombs, but on the number and strength of Awakeners.

"Sigh~ hopefully, Brother can come out of seclusion soon."

"At this rate, perhaps only his magic can show us a way out," she said, preparing to teach them the next move.

However, just before Elena acted, a familiar laugh came from behind her.

"Hahaha, don’t worry, sister!"

"Not only will my magic be the way out, but it will be our key to changing the world!"

In his white suit and tie in hand, Ethan had officially stepped into the training ground.

...

"Brother! You’re out!"

"Finally!"

Turning around, Elena couldn’t help but jump up in joy, completely disregarding her status as a devil instructor.

Behind her, Terry and Victoria’s eyes also lit up, obviously relieved that Ethan had come out.

Unknowingly, within their small group, Ethan had already become its core.

As for the other Awakeners, looking at Ethan, various eyes were filled with curiosity.

Emilia looked at her nephew in thought and decided to ask him a few questions later.

Natasha looked at the person she had decided to follow with her subordinates, even if it meant leaving her former master.

For her, every day that passed, she found herself glad that that night she decided to follow Ethan; otherwise, perhaps their mercenary group might have been wiped out by now.

As for the remaining kids, while their eyes were filled with curiosity too, there was more awe in them.

In the past week, perhaps to maintain calm and keep spirits up,

using the speakers in the shelter, a lot of propaganda was being spread about the stories and bravery of the Smiths, especially Ethan and Elena—

how it was thanks to his planning they could survive while the rest of the world suffered.

Because of this, to these kids, Ethan was like a legendary figure from a fairy tale.

Now receiving all these gazes full of curiosity, awe, and joy,

Although shocked at first, Ethan soon regained his calm.

’Haha, fortunately, it doesn’t seem like Elena was too hard on them.’

’In fact, judging from their movements just now, it’s hard to believe they haven’t been training for months.’

’The training progress of Awakeners is truly absurd.’

Sighing inwardly, Ethan once again understood why Awakeners in his past life were called God’s favorite children.

With all kinds of supernatural powers, learning abilities, and being at the top of the food chain, it was no wonder people thought so.

’However, in this life, I am also one of those children.’

’Plus, in terms of learning, can anyone truly compare to me?’

Talking to himself, Ethan’s lips curled into a smug smile, as he once again wished to slap his former self for looking down on such an ability.

It was only through this ability that he was able to do what he wanted to do next.

Thinking of this, waving to his sisters, he walked directly in front of the crowd, scanning each person one by one.

For a split second, Elena seemed to have a weird sense of déjà vu.

Not only her, but even Emilia, who had been studying her nephew, also had this feeling.

Same with Victoria.

All three of them, thinking of something, couldn’t help but twitch their lips as they guessed what was about to happen.

And sure enough, what happened next completely confirmed their thoughts.

Ethan’s next words made all three remember the past.

With a smile on his face, Ethan faced the crowd and asked them a question they would never forget:

"Awakeners of the Smith family, I am Ethan Smith, and I’m sure most of you have heard of me."

"However, before any more introductions, I have a question for you all," he paused.

"Awakeners of the Smith family..."

"Do you believe in magic?"

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