Chapter 315 : Chapter 315

Chapter 315: Ninglan New City's Extraordinary Mechanical Armament Technology

"Are all their vital signs still normal?"

"All very stable."

In the infirmary, those taking care of the seniors trapped in the Sleeping Curse each wore a special alchemical mask.

This mask was a special alchemical item refined by a Transcendent Witch, a specific countermeasure tailored to the Sleeping Curse to some extent.

It was distributed for free by the academy to seniors or students who needed to be in contact with the current "patients" afflicted by the Sleeping Curse.

The academy also issued a notice stating that the transmission route of the Sleeping Curse had been cut off, and some infirmaries had been quarantined.

Academy classes would proceed as normal.

Other academies had implemented similar measures.

As for the source of the curse, it was currently under investigation.

Naturally, many were not satisfied with this outcome, but even if they were dissatisfied, the academy wouldn't take any extra action.

However, this didn't stop many students from speculating, as the incident had a wide impact.

Gradually, a rumor began to spread that the source of this Sleeping Curse was the Witch Academy's dream state devices.

After all, it was impossible for the curse to selectively spread between academies.

Why hadn't it spread to the outside world?

Furthermore, a senior provided evidence pointing out that the academies afflicted by the Sleeping Curse were basically those that had participated in the recent Dream State Exchange Competition.

Moreover, all of the Witch Academy's participants in the exchange competition had successively contracted the Sleeping Curse.

However, the academy made no explanation for this and silently shut down the use of dream state devices in several locations on campus.

This caused the Witch Academy's reputation in the outside world to take another hit.

This was, of course, a tactic by the academy to divert attention.

Admittedly, the academy's upper echelons wouldn't care about these non-transcendent students.

But the Witch Academy still had the word "Academy" in its name, which was why there were these symbolic measures.

As for the various alchemical items targeting the Sleeping Curse, they were naturally just for show.

The Transcendent Witches who understood the situation knew this was not a curse, and the sleep affecting other academies was not a contagion either.

This was another smokeless battle, a struggle for Destiny.

It was a continuation of the Dream State Exchange Competition.

After all, the Destiny being contested also stemmed from the recent competition, and it was also taking place within a dream state.

The only difference was that in the previous competition, the battle against the Abyssal Demon race was limited to cannon fodder like imps and undead.

This time, they would be facing the Abyssal Demons' surprise troops: the Nightmare Demon.

This was a battle where death was a real possibility.

How could a struggle for Destiny be bloodless?

Petty squabbles were meaningless.

The Witch Academy was not a nursery, and no one would play house with you.

The Destiny being fought over this time was not just a redistribution of the first-place prize from the last exchange competition.

When the script's node was triggered, the last surviving human city on the outermost edge of the main world would also gather Destiny, which could push this struggle to an even higher level.

"How pitiful. They're just first-year students who've just entered a transcendent academy, yet they've been dragged into something like this."

"Isn't that the truth? And it specifically targets the good students. Don't you think there might be some inside story here?"

"Maybe... but it's not all good students, is it?"

Two seniors, working part-time as nurses in the infirmary, were complaining and gossiping.

"Huh? Wait... is that Little Han?"

"I think it really is! How did someone as low-key as Little Han also get the Sleeping Curse?

Didn't she disappear after the exchange competition?"

"I told you, that senior's analysis on the academy network was spot on. It must be the dream state device's fault! They never did anything like this in previous years, did they?"

"That's true. And you know what? The academy seems to have stopped lending out the dream state devices now. There must be a problem. They took them back for inspection."

"Sigh... poor Little Han... why was she just a flash in the pan?"

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Inside the Underground City.

After living here for a few days, I had gotten used to the environment.

The promotion of transcendent knowledge related to Rune Rituals was going more smoothly than I had anticipated.

It seemed that the more people knew, the more receptive they were to new things.

Here, I found many "scholars" willing to discuss runes and inscriptions with me.

The people here were roughly divided into two types: theoretical scholars who explored and developed extraordinary inscriptions, and developers who used the guidance provided by those scholars to create extraordinary skills.

Without hesitation, I chose to become a theoretical scholar here.

Because of this, I was able to smoothly integrate into the scholarly circle.

The system of Runology I brought as an outsider opened a door to a new world for them.

Sometimes, a theoretical breakthrough requires such an external force to violently pry it open.

And so far, I had only provided the ritual for the Fireball spell.

Their accumulated foundation of a thousand years, at this moment, was like the technological explosion that occurred after learning to boil water, bursting with a new vitality that even I had trouble keeping up with.

Think about it, just one simple technology could allow a technological society to develop so rapidly, with derivative technologies that were dazzling.

With their thousand years of accumulated foundation, I had only provided one Fireball spell from the art of spellcasting, and it seemed to have a similar effect.

However... their development seemed to be a little different from what I had expected.

They followed their previous line of thought: the combination of extraordinary skills and mechanical devices was the most efficient way to utilize energy.

The unique power of Ninglan New City, the extraordinary mechanical armament, had officially completed its theoretical upgrade right before my eyes.

Extraordinary mechanical armament was a method developed by the geniuses in Ninglan New City for the extremely efficient use of extraordinary power.

The armor and weapons I had seen on the City Defense Army before were all first-generation armaments, weapons that used inscriptions to drive extraordinary power.

They were categorized as Type I Extraordinary Killers.

That's right, when not facing an energy tide, the City Defense Army on the outskirts of Ninglan New City used the Type I standard light exoskeleton.

There were many models of Type I Extraordinary Killers.

The City Defense Army, the City Guard, and even the Earth Patrol Team in the underground city all used different models of Type I extraordinary weapons.

Depending on the intensity of the enemy, they would be replaced with Type II or even tactical Type III Extraordinary Killers.

The shot that had severely injured the Nightmare Demon earlier was a long-range, extraordinary-power-driven firearm, a type of Type III Extraordinary Killer.

Although I felt that the extraordinary killers they created were more like alchemical items, or perhaps a bit like the art of enchanting, I still asked for their results.

After all, this was the premise for my providing them with knowledge of Runology—sharing theoretical achievements.

Moreover, I was an outsider.

Although the technical data for the Type III extraordinary skill was considered confidential, I could ignore this.

This was the result of their comprehensive consideration.

Firstly, if I really wanted to know this information, they couldn't stop me.

Secondly, we were not people of their world, at least that's what they thought.

And thirdly, there was the signing of a confidentiality agreement, which was also a piece of waste paper to me, but the formality still had to be followed.

Now, I had completely become one of the core figures in the extraordinary research base.

Here, the skills you possessed were the only standard by which others respected you.

Although Ninglan Qiuyue said that these geniuses were very individualistic and had their own quirks, they were truly willing to listen when it came to academics.

In fact, right now, many people had put down their own research to come and learn the theoretical knowledge of Runology from me.

The emergence of this phenomenon also seemed to be related to Ninglan Qiuyue's promotion of information.

Qiuyue emphasized my identity as an outsider and hinted at my special status and the possibility that I might leave at any time, which was why they seemed so urgent.

After all, if such an opportunity was right in front of them and they didn't seize it, they would only know how much they regretted it after it was lost.

But this did not negate their emphasis on Runology.

And in these two days, I had also benefited a lot from discussions with many scholars.

But as more and more people came, I couldn't answer them all by myself, so it turned into a question-and-answer format.

And I also had my own private life.

During my absence, many scholars would leave messages for me.

This method was also emulated in a very short period of time.

Perhaps it was a matter of face for the elderly scholars... compared to asking questions with a humble attitude in front of a young girl who was who knows how much younger than them, they still chose the method of leaving messages.

But I still preferred to discuss problems with them face to face.

As for the writing work, I entrusted it to the Fool's Dream here.

The Fool's Dream seemed to naturally know my current language and characters.

I guessed that they probably learned it through a Witch's Contract signed for them by the Academy Head.

This understanding of language belonged to the power of the contract.

Even if the memory and cognition of the Nightmare were stripped away, the information attached to the contract would not be separated.

After all, I had discussed the common sense of using contracts to learn languages with Teacher Ji Niang, but unfortunately, it seemed unrealistic to use contracts to learn knowledge.

After all, the knowledge to be learned also had to be written into the contract bit by bit.

The difficulty of making this kind of contract was comparable to learning this knowledge all over again, if not more.

But the advantage was that the contract could be imprinted.

This kind of contract was commonly used in the field of language, and making this kind of contract also required deep attainments in the art of contracts.

It was not something that the ordinary contracts we played with could do.

If you ask me, rather than going through all that trouble, a Memory Bookshelf Spellbook is better.

It's also very convenient to use.

"Big Sis Little Han, I've written the response to this question according to your instructions. Should I go and deliver it to the old grandpa who asked this question?"

"Yes, go ahead. Be careful on the way, don't get stepped on."

I nodded and said with a smile.

Then, this petite Fool's Dream carefully folded the written paper and put it into an envelope, then jumped down and landed steadily on the ground.

The platform she was lying on was a bit taller than her, but this was nothing for a cat girl Fool's Dream with a small and agile body.

Perhaps these Fool's Dream had also inherited the agile bodies of cat girls.

Watching them hopping around in the clothes specially tailored for them by the scholar base was really cute.

I really don't understand why there are people among the residents of the underground city who would reject these cute creatures.

After dealing with the matters at hand, today's work was also considered over.

After all, I also needed to combine work and rest, and couldn't let myself fall into excessive mental fatigue because of this kind of thing.

And the clothes I was wearing were also the uniform of the extraordinary research base.

It's just that I had used the Dream Rewrite Spell to change into this set of clothes.

After all, I couldn't wear the clothes here, so this was more convenient.

Of course, I didn't have to wear this set of clothes at all, but I found that wearing this set of clothes could reduce a lot of trouble in the underground city, because the ordinary people living here didn't dare to provoke the scholars here at all.

And the Earth Patrol Team here was also extremely partial to the scholars of the extraordinary research base.

It could be said that this was a great deterrent against those bullies who prey on the weak.

Don't think that just because the underground city seems to be more prosperous than Ninglan New City on the surface, the quality of the people here is high.

In fact, it's the opposite.

There are many street thugs and even shady dealings in the dark.

A punk society of high-end extraordinary skills and low-end life has already formed here.

It's naturally impossible for the Earth Patrol Team to manage everything.

The people here, counting back a few generations, who hasn't been in the extraordinary research base?

It can be said that the people here have carried their sense of superiority to the extreme, especially when facing people from the surface.

It's just that with the existence of the Earth Patrol Team, they won't cause bigger trouble.

And my intention to use this identity naturally had my own purpose.

After all, this could protect some of the Fool's Dream.

With their delicate bodies and naive personalities, the Fool's Dream were completely at the bottom of the hierarchy here.

Even though the Earth Patrol Team had been told to take care of the Fool's Dream a little, many things that happened in the dark were also irreversible.

"Let's go. That's all for today."

I clapped my hands and said to the Fool's Dream here.

Then, they began to nimbly pack up the tools and wait for my next instruction.

Perhaps it was because these Fool's Dream had been beaten down by society here these few days, they hadn't completely accepted their identity as workers here and seemed a little reserved.

But with a little time, they should be able to adapt.

As I walked out of my laboratory and came outside, some of the apprentices who passed by me would stop very enthusiastically to salute me.

After all, they were just apprentices doing odd jobs here, not official scholars or skill masters.

They could be said to be at the bottom of the base.

But even so, after they went out, they could still say that they worked at the extraordinary research base, and no one would dare to touch them.

When I walked out of the base's main gate, I saw a group of petite figures timidly looking in this direction from a corner.

When I saw clearly that they were Fool's Dream, I probably understood what had happened.

Although the Fool's Dream were trying to integrate here, not all of them could find work to sustain themselves.

There were even many people with ill intentions towards these cute creatures.

After realizing that some Fool's Dream had been persecuted, they would subconsciously seek help.

The Earth Patrol Team was naturally their first choice, but the Earth Patrol Team was not the Fool's Dream's nanny.

If they had to trouble them for every little thing or troublesome matter, they would also get annoyed.

So, huddling together for warmth and seeking other help was their only choice at this moment.

"Come be good, little ones. Did you run into some trouble again?"

I came to these Fool's Dream, and the few Fool's Dream who came out with me also hurried forward to comfort them.

After some conversation, I got a general idea.

It seemed that another Fool's Dream had encountered trouble here, and it wasn't a small one.

It had reached the point where even if a Fool's Dream went to the Earth Patrol Team alone, they would find it troublesome.

After all, it's about human relationships.

The Earth Patrol Team was not a purely upright official violent organization that maintained the safety of the underground city.

"Tsk... how troublesome..."