Julius Reed wasn't in a hurry.
Because time here compared to outside was incredibly slow.
One could even say that spending a year and a half here might not amount to even a day outside.
This is why Nelson could learn that set of complex and stunning swordsmanship in such a short time, merely in the time it takes to have a nap.
It's all because of this time difference.
Julius Reed had a bold idea.
If he learned some new methods here, perhaps he could also shorten the learning time?
"Newcomer!"
Before he could think more, someone shouted loudly, "Are you the newcomer 9527?"
"That's me."
Julius Reed nodded.
It was a very filthy and disordered room.
Scattered files were everywhere.
"Let me introduce, this is our new colleague, 9527."
A chubby man pointed at Julius Reed and introduced.
Suddenly, a dozen or so people appeared like phantoms in the room.
But these people's faces showed no sign of welcome—instead, they were filled with hatred!
"1150, step forward!"
