Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?-Chapter 568 -

Chapter 568: Customized Dungeon

As time went by.

The preview was entering its final concluding phase in these last few hours.

And at this moment, the group of people gathered here due to the plan to lure out the Players were listening to the report from the person responsible for gathering information.

“Our people have extracted quite a few things from the Abyssal Academy people. A significant portion of them don't know what the Heart of Cold Tide represents. They only know they need to bring it back from this auction at all costs. According to their account, this order came from their Abyssal Demon Mentor.”

“Transcendent Mentor... are those guys so sore losers? Their Mentor is personally getting involved. Will there be a Mentor to receive them later?”

Hearing this result, someone frowned and asked.

“No, they are merely following orders. Everyone knows what the predecessor of the Abyssal Demon Academy was. Given their behavior pattern, a Mentor's order is to be absolutely obeyed by them.”

“So they won't participate. That's within the controllable range. By the way, why don't we use a fake Heart of Cold Tide for this plan? It's too risky.”

“I hope you Holy Angel Academy guys will use your brains before speaking. If you can forge a replica, we can give you the leadership of this plan.”

After being rebuked by the Witch Academy side, the Holy Angel Academy person immediately shut up.

“Since no one is speaking, let the plan continue. The preview items will be removed in a few hours. I hope everyone enjoys the cooperation.”

...

Click

As my figure stepped into the suite, the door behind me instantly closed.

I subconsciously looked back, only to find that the door was already shut.

The pixels "corroded" rapidly, like ink dripping into water, and in the blink of an eye, the outline of the door was no longer visible.

I didn't rush to leave, but instead scanned the surroundings.

The scene inside the room came into view, but this was no longer the normal interior of a suite.

Even the internal space seemed inconsistent with the size of the suite.

“This area actually involves the power of Space?”

I was somewhat surprised.

But it wasn't particularly shocking.

After all, the power of Space is indeed relatively fragile.

How could a civilization that has developed [Transcendent Knowledge] enough to invade other worlds not have mastered Space-related techniques?

However, I quickly realized that the place I was in seemed to be isolated from the outside.

I couldn't hear external sounds, my Mental Power couldn't sense the outside situation, my Spirit Vision couldn't see through external objects, and information couldn't penetrate these pixels for me to perceive.

I opened the projection of the Great Tree of Knowledge.

The external Academy Network and the Academy mobile phone operating system could be displayed, but they showed a notification that the Academy Network was not detected.

Even the date and time precisely synchronized with the earth vein information could not be displayed.

This means I have arrived in an independent space that is relatively isolated from even the earth vein information!

I subconsciously looked at the live broadcast platform built by the Great Tree of Knowledge.

Because it borrowed some technology from the Academy Network... I could only see partial information now, and things like the video feed couldn't be displayed.

This is because only the bullet screen, whose architecture path is the Great Tree of Knowledge, can be displayed.

The rest were temporarily constructed based on Academy Network technology.

Therefore, the only way to communicate now is through the bullet screen.

Of course, it's not just this.

I can also sense the induction of the summoning ritual of the Reverse Summoning Spell.

It looks like... the Players' method cannot completely prohibit the means framed by [Transcendent Knowledge] itself.

The Great Tree of Knowledge and the Reverse Summoning Spell—the former is a Grand Spellbook itself, and the latter is a spell discovered during Teacher Ji Niang's [Transcendent Knowledge] research.

At this moment, I realized a problem.

That is how important a diverse set of methods is when facing unknown dangers.

If I didn't have many back-up plans, I would probably be starting to feel fear right now.

Take my current live broadcast as an example.

If I hadn't relied on the Academy Network architecture from the beginning, but instead independently derived a systematic channel for information circulation belonging to the Great Tree of Knowledge, I wouldn't be limited to only seeing the bullet screen now.

Upon entering the room, this sudden situation caused the bullet screen to surge instantly.

Most were asking what was going on, and quite a few were worried about my safety.

But I still responded to them one by one using the bullet screen, telling them I was temporarily fine.

I also briefly explained the current situation.

However, doing this when facing the unknown is undoubtedly dangerous.

So, I was also very vigilant about the surroundings.

I certainly realized that the current situation was tricky.

But I also knew that rushing wouldn't help, so I tried to approach the wall and slammed my Book in the Casket hard against the wall.

A huge vibrating sound was transmitted, and the pixels that made up the section of the wall I hit only symbolically dented.

The original large pixels fractured into smaller pixels.

They directly "absorbed" my attack by shattering and disintegrating.

I hit it a few more times.

Aside from shattering into finer pixels, these pixels seemed to have no other change.

And just as I was trying to break the wall, a pixel plane, like a screen, rose from the ground behind me.

Chaotic primary colors flashed on it.

And as these chaotic large primary color pixels gradually refined, a pitch-black, featureless pixel silhouette appeared on this "screen."

“Hehe... Are you the Calamity Witch? You look like you don't have a good head on your shoulders. I thought that idiot had failed, but I didn't expect you to jump right in yourself!”

“Oh? You're a Player too, aren't you?”

I turned around and asked the pixel figure on the screen.

“Asking the obvious. Calamity Witch, that title of yours is quite intimidating, isn't it? You came up with that name yourself, didn't you? Not many people in your world have heard the title Calamity Witch. You're really trying to make yourself look good.”

“Tch Even so, didn't it still scare you all silly just now? Do you think you've got me figured out?”

I walked up to the screen and asked the pixel silhouette.

“Of course, we've got you figured out! Not only you, but everyone in this hotel is ours!”

“That's a bold claim.”

“Of course. We have the confidence.”

The Player's tone was completely fearless, and he even started to lecture me.

“You actually could have had a chance, but because of your stupidity! Because of your arrogance! You didn't tell the hotel staff what you discovered, and you foolishly walked into... this place, which was custom-made just for you.”

“Stupid... arrogant... it seems so.”

I chuckled, finding that these words seemed very fitting for these Players as well.

But are Players really stupid?

Not necessarily.

What creates stupidity and arrogance is only one's own cognitive framework and information asymmetry.

“Give up. Here, any communication device is just a brick.”

“You mean this?”

I took out my phone, which I hadn't used for a while.

Ever since the phone's functions were externally connected to the Great Tree of Knowledge, I haven't had much need for the phone itself.

Making calls, watching videos, reading posts, and browsing the Academy Network are all done directly through the Great Tree of Knowledge projection, and it even prevents screen peeking.

“Of course. If you don't believe me, you can try it.”

“Never mind. It's a waste of time. I actually quite believe your words, but what I'm more curious about is this place you mentioned. What exactly is this place? It seems to isolate the power of Space, and even Teleportation can't get one out.”

I asked curiously.

However, the Teleportation I referred to was Space Teleportation, not the Reverse Summoning Spell.

“Curious? Hahaha... then I'll be merciful and tell you! No, no, I should use this tone to say it...”

He laughed heartily several times, his tone full of smugness.

“Calamity Witch, welcome to the Customized Dungeon we specifically prepared for you!”

“Customized... Dungeon?”

Hearing the other party's overly dramatic statement, I just smiled, but I was more concerned about the keyword he mentioned.

“Dungeon... Oh, a game dungeon, right? Customized... so that means you also have the developer permissions for this dungeon?”

“You know a lot. Do you like playing games too?”

“I used to like playing games, but now I find reality much more fun than games, so please call me a Normie.”

I replied with a smile.

The person who liked playing games was the me from my previous life.

In this life, I haven't been exposed to many games because I wasn't qualified to play them in my former family.

Now that my life is truly in my hands, I find that the Transcendent world seems much more fun than those illusory games!

“A Normie? What the hell is that?”

The Player complained.

“A Normie is a person whose real life is fulfilling. They live their life in an orderly manner, are full of hope for life, and do not excessively indulge in games to enjoy illusory happiness and pass the time. Do you understand, Player?”

“Are you mocking me? Heh heh!”

After hearing my explanation, the Player naturally understood what I meant.

The phrase "not indulging in games"... Heh heh... Games are what they, the Players, play!

Most people all over the world play games!

And some play for several months without going offline.

They would comfort themselves that this was their work for survival.

The Vanguard Explorers among them were even more fortunate to understand that this so-called game world was the real world.

Their work was glorious and meaningful, opening up new alien world colonies for their civilization.

He wouldn't be emotionally destroyed by these words, even though he indeed didn't dare to face his bleak life in reality.

“I'm just speaking the truth. You can't be getting emotionally destroyed by my words, right? No matter how much you suppress it, emotions don't lie.”

“Shut up! You are nothing more than a plaything imprisoned by me now! Your ultimate outcome is only one... and that is to be toyed with until you die!”

“Oh, I see... you're getting angry.”

I calmly stated my observation.

“You only use violence to cover up your inner...”

“Die!”

Before I could finish, the Player immediately manipulated the surrounding pixels to rapidly fly towards me.

And I merely stepped aside.

This speed of attack was still too slow for me.

But it wasn't just this type of attack.

All the pixels on the internal walls of this so-called Customized Dungeon started to move, surging up and down, as if ready to launch at any moment!

The pixels I dodged slammed directly into the opposite wall, shattering into tiny pixel blocks that scattered like splashing water.

It was simple but had a hint of beauty.

Immediately after, various combinations of pixel blocks flew toward me rapidly.

And I didn't sit idly by.

I immediately tried to bombard the pixel blocks with spells.

These pixel blocks were extremely sturdy.

Even a regular Fireball explosion could only deflect them; it couldn't shatter them at all.

In this space, the Great Weakening Spell's Grand Spellbook effect, which belongs to the Main World, still enveloped the area.

However, I was gradually trying out some derived basic spells.

After my continuous derivation, even the derived spells based on basic spell prototypes were enough to directly damage these pixels.

Although pixels cannot be completely destroyed or eliminated, the constructs formed by the pixels can be.

As long as the "concept of the construct" formed by the pixels is "destroyed," the Transcendent Pixel itself does not possess any offensive nature.

This characteristic was something I learned after continuous testing.

I don't know if this is the limit of their control over Transcendent Pixel, or... if this is just the limit of the control authority they have over this Customized Dungeon space.

If I were to guess, I would naturally favor the latter.

I never underestimate any power constructed by [Transcendent Knowledge].

Any such power is sufficient to continuously develop.

The fact that he can't do it now must be because the Player's acquired authorization permission is insufficient, not because the Transcendent Power itself is incapable.

“Witch! Keep exhausting yourself! No, calling you a Witch is an insult to the word. You fundamentally don't know the meaning represented by the concept of a Witch.”

“Yes, yes, yes You know best...”

During the intervals of fending off these pixel attacks, I also took the time to speak sarcastically to this guy.

His tone reminded me of the guesses the Witch Sisters had gossiped about earlier.

Could such an outrageous thing really be guessed?

“I'll see how long you can keep this up... Your magic will eventually exhaust you to death. I don't believe you can last forever!”

“Is that so? Whatever.”

I demonstratively took out the book from the Book in the Casket and cast spells.

At this time, the purpose of the magical artifact was roughly demonstrated: it allowed for more efficient casting.

Furthermore, my Magic Power Source has already reached tens of thousands of units.

Even without considering the recovery speed, based on my current consumption, through repeated derivation and spell iteration, the derived basic spells are now more diverse in form, more terrifying in power, the Magic Element conversion rate has increased, and the consumption has been reduced to less than one point of Magic Power.

This level of consumption is almost comparable to a Lesser Spellbook!

That's why I say that the class division based on Magic Power consumption in the Witch Academy is foolish, because from my perspective, this statement is simply not valid.

However, setting aside my exception, the strength division based on consumption established by the senior students in the academy is not without merit.

As time was consumed, I showed absolutely no sign of running out of energy, and was even effortlessly handling the situation.

This made the Player somewhat furious!

He couldn't keep this up with me forever; he had more important things to do.

If he knew that I could interact with the Witches via bullet screen during the intervals and describe the current situation, he would probably be absolutely enraged.

But unfortunately, he didn't know.

“I'll turn up the heat for you. Let's see if you can still handle this so calmly!”

As the Player's words came through, there were new disturbances within this Customized Dungeon.

The pixels on the ground surged and stacked, eventually vaguely forming a grotesque monster image.

And there wasn't just one such monster; they were continuously being generated!

“Adding some difficulty for me? Good. Consider it a warm-up. It's been a long time since I've had a proper battle.”

I said with a smile.

Speaking of a proper battle... even Lilianna, who fought with me a few days ago, wouldn't count.

She can't compare to these "undying and indestructible" pixel monsters.

Perhaps, this will be a good testing ground for spell iteration updates!

The basic spells and even creative spells that I constantly derive using the Great Wisdom Enlightenment Spell all need actual testing to understand their power and effects.

Virtual simulation only stays in the realm of theory after all.

However, as these monsters generated, I slightly narrowed my eyes, and my expression changed slightly.

Because I discovered... these pixel-constructed monsters... actually have Soul-substance!