While Others Cultivate, I LVL UP In My Sleep Using The Dungeon System

Adam without realising it, allowed his Bloodlust to take over and beat the gang, after the small amount of hate he felt towards the despicable nature of that gang.

He was noticing that although his emotions clouded his judgement and should be suppressed in certain situations with his Hunter's mind, they also granted and fuelled his power and drive.

But Adam couldn't help but feel slightly wary and confused by the lack of police in the areas that Elizabeth was taking him to, and couldn't help but praise Elizabeth's cautiousness and planning that surpassed even his own.

She took into account that the amount of police intervention was low in the poorer areas and targetted small and non-influential gangs that she would be able to draw to her side easily.

The police focused more on the richer and more central areas of the city, leaving the outer and poorer areas neglected, as everything was controlled by those of higher status, wealth and power.

Along with the existence of cultivation, that allowed people to gain superhuman strength and abilities, guns were quite easily accessed and knives were easy to get a hold of.

Because of that crime was beginning to become more and more uncontrollable in the poorer areas, that most of the time had no choice but to resort to crime in order to provide for themselves and their families.

Although, there were despicable groups that had no reasoning behind their actions, other than their evil nature and enjoying the pain and misery of others.

Seeing that along with knowing about the existence of powerful cultivators who were above the law, Adam was less afraid about the police coming after him or finding out who he was, and even if they did, his strength and power was ever-growing.

Each time he thought about the detestable crimes committed by them, he imagined his aunt in that position and was consumed with hatred.

Adam had to show his strength through battle a few more times, but most the small gangs were willing to stop with their petty crimes, if they were able to provide for their families.

Elizabeth was planning to rally up as many desperate people as she could, and with desperation came the drive to succeed, which would propel her organisation forwards.

Or so she hoped.

While Adam continued heading from one small gang to another, passing onto them the meeting point that Elizabeth had set, the local police stations were busy looking for a Hooded Criminal.

"The FBI tried to take over this case and look for this hooded killer alone, but not on my watch" mumbled a young detective to herself.

Her name was Angela Valdez and was of Latin American descent.

She held the record of the youngest to be promoted to a detective in her precinct and was a talented and vigilant detective.

Her mother died during child birth, and her older brothers and father raised her.

She had always gotten what she wanted and lived a fairly happy childhood despite the death of her mother, but it didn't last long.

When she was old enough to understand how the world worked, she realised that what her family were involved in was against the law.

Her father was part of a mafia along with her older brothers and other relatives, and all of them were involved in weapon and drug trafficking.

Despite their criminal activity, her family were loving and cared for her, while also making sure she didn't get involved in what they were doing, and Angela was able to look past it.

However, their actions came back to bite them and the happy ignorant life that Angela was living soon came crashing down. Two of her older brothers were killed by gun violence between rival gangs, while her father and third older brother were arrested and incarcerated with long sentences.

Angela had a hard childhood, that was riddled with traumatic experiences, and she came to the conclusion that the root of almost all of them was crime.

With that realisation, she studied hard and after leaving school joined the police cadets, despite being hated for it by relatives.

She wanted to stop crime, while also making sure that people in vulnerable situations were not forced to resort to crime, and quickly worked her way up the ranks in her precinct.

She went from a cadet to an officer within a year, then within another 3 years she had already been promoted to a detective by her precinct captain after achieving many feats.

Now at the age of 22, she was up against her first killer, that had not only killed a director of a hospital, but also got away without leaving any tracks or evidence.

"This is the kind of criminal I hate the most. One that takes justice into their own hands" mumbled Angela to herself, thinking about how her family seemed righteous while raising her but committed many crimes.

She was infuriated by the fact that she didn't get to continue to investigate the case after the FBI took the case over, and not only was it the first murder case that she came across, but it was also a unique case.

"Angela, Angela, there have been reports of a hooded male figure in the western outer areas of Brooklyn and he has reportedly beaten a small group of gangs severely" reported the officer under her.

"There have also been a few other small gangs that were couldn't arrest without evidence, that have been beaten by this hooded criminal" added her subordinate.

"Ambulance are on route now, and the last seen location of the man, according to police reports was XXXXXXXX" informed her the officer.

Without thinking she grabbed her badge, gun and jacket and rushed out of her office.

She dashed through the precinct followed by her subordinate.

"Wait up detective, you aren't on this case and the hooded criminal may be dangerous" called out her subordinate as he chased after her.

But Angela didn't listen and rushed out of the precinct.

Angela was a detective that was assigned cases that didn't have a clear verdict, and the cases she dealt with were below the FBI and ordinary police officers.

But most of the time, Angela had to find her own cases to solve in order to improve her portfolio, seeking a promotion to a higher station with more power.

Her aim was to reform the country's police, then the FBI, and eventually the entire government, so that nobody else would have no choice but to turn to crime or ever have to be a victim of crime.

As a detective, she was assigned her own police car that was undercover, but also had sirens if necessary and without requesting permission, she jumped into her car and turned on her sirens, driving off before her subordinate or anybody else could stop her.