Deep underground in the Holy City, as the greatest duel within the [Death World] is taking place.
At the highest point of the Holy City, opposite its underground,
the "Holy Ring" suspended between the Steam Pillars is undergoing an alternative duel, or rather, a mental game.
the sky above the Holy City has been covered by a vast number of Crows, as much as possible obscuring the gaze of a terrifying shadow from the Moon... Such a gaze would not directly affect the battle, but it makes Mr. Black White uncomfortable.
Main conference room.
The internal personnel still maintain the same seating as at the beginning.
Black White and Newton are sitting beside the Gold Master,
directly opposite them, which is also the entrance to the conference room, sits Mr. Teacher’s first incarnation, which is also his external Body, an indispensable part of the main body.
At first, Mr. Teacher was very satisfied with this meeting.
Having just climbed the mountain, sitting here drinking tea, chatting, and having a face-to-face conversation with these wise humans was incredibly pleasant.
Not only can he pass the time,
but he can also get a good understanding of the human strongmen before him, secretly assessing their qualifications to become an "incarnation."
He didn’t want to be challenged by some belligerent native kings, leading to trouble... He simply wanted to wander around and slowly wait for the Preaching to be completed.
This invasion of the S-01 native humans, in Mr. Teacher’s eyes, is merely an appetizer, unworthy of wasting extra energy.
The true main course would be centered on Nicholas and Mr. Goodman.
as the conversation deepened, the originally relaxed and satisfied expression of Mr. Teacher began to change.
There are two reasons,
is that in such a close-range conversation, the "Preaching" effect will reach its theoretical maximum,
and during such prolonged interaction, it is enough to cause the transformation of the two [Pseudo-Kings].
But whether it’s Newton or Mr. Black White,
although they are influenced by the implanting of the Preaching, their transformation efficiency is exceedingly low... even inferior to the ordinary populace subjected to unified influence.
They must have taken preemptive measures specific to ’Preaching’, and it also relates to their brain characteristics, belonging to strongmen in terms of brain and spirit among humans. The source of this content ɪs novel·fire.net
Mr. Teacher doesn’t want to spend too much time; if necessary, he will employ physical transformation methods.
was the proposal by Mr. Black Teacher to engage in a game during their free chat.
A special game played by all life forms that have opened the gate between worlds.
Whether it’s the life forms that have advanced through the Black Tower, or the Demons among the S-01, or even these Out of Control that are not subject to rule-control,
when they first arrive at the "Door of Truth", they are sure to have a Fate Card Game with a mysterious little person.
regardless of the large base of life in the myriad worlds, no one can win the card game.
After experiencing the bizarre and fun card game,
many individuals feel a sense of never enough,
especially those with more developed brains, inclined towards wit, all wishing to privately study this peculiar card game.
Mr. Newton privately holds this interest as well; alongside his professional machinery, he visits different life forms of the world, and through his recent advanced studies at Mi University, he finally replicates a similar card game through Mechanical Technology.
During the free chat.
Mr. Black White made a proposal:
"Mr. Teacher, someone like you should also have had a profound study of the Fate Card Game, right? After all, no one has ever won that competition.
Mr. Newton is the top Mechanical Engineer in Holy City,
has designed a replica with the support of documents and techniques provided by the Demons.
Why don’t we utilize this leisure time to hold a Chess and Cards gambling game?"
Mr. Teacher nonchalantly asked, "Gambling? Betting what?"
Mr. Black White unhurriedly replied:
"The ’Fate Chess Card’ should be the most direct game mode to test individual spirit, will, and brain strength.
If Mr. Teacher wins against us in the Chess and Cards Room, it indicates that your [Wisdom] is above ours,
and we will not resist, volunteering to become your Students, and we will help you persuade all the people in the city to follow you.
If we happen to win, we just hope you can individually withdraw from invading the Holy City, undoing the preaching influence over the people."
"Wait... Have you really replicated Fate Chess Card through native technology? Let me see the product first... The card game is formed according to individual experiences.
Regardless of balance design or board evolution, they are all rather uncontrollable.
I don’t believe you could create a high-quality replica."
In the face of Mr. Teacher’s query,
the Gold Master placed his plump hand on the table, and the precise sound of gears rotating began,
the conference table gradually transformed into a "First Chessboard."
A special metal needle extended to Mr. Teacher, and the voice of the Gold Master issued simultaneously:
"Blood extracted from the brain is required to generate an individual "Fate Card Set."
Mr. Teacher conducted a comprehensive inspection the instant the chessboard was formed, confirming there were no trap mechanisms... Since there’s nothing to do, why not give it a try.
A drop of brain blood flowed out from the nostril, extracted by the needle point of metal,
and about over ten minutes later a uniquely Mr. Teacher all-metal deck was generated,
encompassing his different avatars corresponding to power cards, and various experience-corresponding trap cards, scene cards, etc.
At this moment, Mr. Teacher looked at the Gold Master with a sense of approval.
Decision is made to pack and take this mechanical card game set along after occupying the Holy City... Once everything is over and he ushers in endless leisure time, he would thoroughly enjoy it.
"Come on~ Given such a high replication rate, I am relieved.
Why not play a bigger game?
My level exceeds yours, not to mention there’s a throne upon me... Why don’t the three of you unite against me in a single game? The bet remains unchanged.
This way, the duration of the whole card game should be extended, making the experience better.
I would hate to go through three short games without full enjoyment."
By the time the words ended,
Mr. Teacher’s chair transformed into a realistic, bizarre, distinctly unique throne.
The structure of this throne made both Newton and Black White knit their brows tightly,
1. The design of the entire chair back was surprisingly an old classroom building, not just the building mold, through the windows you could see Students inside, studying, each as vivid and sentient as life itself.
The school bell would ring every 45 minutes, allowing Students to leave the classroom for free activities.
The overall activity, learning, and courses of the Students would directly affect the throne’s functions and properties.
if the Students actively conduct interclass activities, Mr. Teacher’s mobility would be greatly enhanced,
if the Students were taking tense exams, Mr. Teacher’s brain would be significantly fortified.
2. The armrests were fashioned into an administrative building,
through the arms resting on top, directly controlling the throne’s state... Relaying the Teacher’s subjective consciousness to guide the Students’ actions, expressing the throne’s corresponding efficiency.
3. The seat was a vast playground, where Students doing exercises or sports classes could supplement the Teacher with various forms of ’energy’.
this belongs to an extremely rare growing throne.
As Mr. Teacher enslaves more [Students] in reality, the scale of the throne would expand, increasing the effects provided.
"Right on, besides, the final exams are just in several days~ Students in the entire school, prepare for the exams in advance."
within the throne, all the Students turned pale, returning with utmost speed to their respective classrooms, sitting upright and still.
As they entered the examination state,
Mr. Teacher’s scalp began to squirm as well, with the inner brain even emitting slight brilliant luster.
"Come on, the wise ones of the Holy City! Let’s commence our Chess and Cards confrontation."