Apocalypse City, the Hall of Professional Instructors.
At best, this place is called a temple, but at worst, it's just a ruined temple. The paint on the two pillars at the door has almost fallen off, and the one on the left has been carved with a line of words - "I don't want to go to work." I don't know which unscrupulous player did it.
The hall is quite spacious, but the atmosphere is a bit heavy. You have to light candles during the day, otherwise it will look like a haunted house in the dark. A dozen NPC tutors each occupied a corner, with a broken table in front of them and a sign on the table, writing what professions they could teach.
There was a long queue in front of the warrior instructor, and there was also a huge crowd of people in front of the swordsman instructor. The archer instructor shouted at the top of his lungs, "Come one by one." The assassin instructor simply hung up a sign saying "Today is full" to hide in silence.
In the far corner, there is a rocking chair.
