I set up a shelter organization

He also kindly told them that only a miracle performed by a Level 3 priest could allow their sister to stand up.

Chen Fan stood in the square outside the Awakening Hall, and the cheers from the hall lingered in his ears, like countless fine needles piercing his eardrums.

He looked at the mottled sunlight in the distance, casting broken shadows on the ground. He vaguely remembered his childhood, when his sister sat in a wheelchair, looking up at him and saying, "Brother will definitely become the most powerful Awakener in the future."

A gust of hot wind blew towards him, carrying sand, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

But he touched the yellowed ginkgo leaf bookmark in his pocket - it was made by his sister, and she had carefully cut the edges of the leaf into wavy shapes.

His fingertips stroked the lines of the bookmark.

Chen Fan suddenly turned around and walked towards the slums on the edge of the city.

The streets of the slums are narrow and dark, and the stench of decay mixed with the damp and moldy smell hits you in the face.

Chen Fan stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden house and pushed open the door. In the dim light inside the house, his sister Chen Yue was lying on the bed.

Hearing the noise, she turned around with difficulty, a smile blooming on her pale face: "Brother, you're back! Did the awakening ceremony go well today?"

Chen Fan's throat tightened, and he forced a smile: "Yeah, not bad."

He didn't dare look his sister in the eye, for fear that she would see through him.

Chen Yue didn't notice anything unusual and said excitedly, "I knew my brother was the best! When you become an Awakener, you can participate in the rookie competition. If you get a miracle, I can stand up and go out and play with you!"

Chen Fan turned his back and dug his nails deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped blood marks on them.

He suddenly remembered his parents' advice before they left: "Xiao Fan, no matter what the result is, don't let Yueyue worry."

At this moment, he hated his overly sensitive hearing for the first time. The harsh laughter in the Awakening Hall echoed in his ears again.

Late at night, Chen Fan sat beside his sister's bed, listening to her even breathing, his thoughts swirling. Moonlight streamed in through the shabby window lattice, casting a cool light on the ground.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by an old book on the bedside table - it was his sister's favorite fairy tale book. The cover showed a brave knight who could defeat the dragon with wisdom and courage even without magic.

"If I don't become an awakened one, can I really do nothing?"

Chen Fan muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

He recalled the information he had read in the school library. In the historical records of the Temple of Glory, there were ordinary people who obtained the title of "God's Favored One" through special trials. Although they did not have powerful awakening abilities, they were able to use the power of God to accomplish some incredible things.

The next day, Chen Fan went out early and went straight to the city library.

He searched for clues about "the one favored by God" among mountains of ancient books.

He worked tirelessly for three whole days and finally found key information on a tattered parchment: deep in the misty forest on the outskirts of the city, there was an ancient temple hidden. It was said that it was a place of trial to gain the favor of the gods, but nine out of ten people who entered the temple did not come back alive.

Chen Fan didn't hesitate at all. He quietly packed a simple bag and left a note after his sister fell asleep: "Yueyue, wait for me to come back. I will definitely find a way to cure you."

When the first rays of morning light dyed the sky red, Chen Fan stood at the entrance of the misty forest.