On her second visit to the Town of the Brave, Gu Lingzhi was slightly nervous as she went to register herself as a competitor.

The person in charge of the register was a middle-aged man aged around 50 years old. His eyes were filled with wisdom accumulated over the years. He smartly decided not to ask any questions when he saw Gu Lingzhi arrive wearing a mask.

“What is your name, child?”

She would need a makeshift name to compete in the Town of the Brave.

“Black Thorn,” Gu Lingzhi reported the name that she had thought of on her way here.

This name was very suitable as she was wearing a black mask and had escaped from her previous life...