Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School? Chapter 675 : Chapter 675

Chapter 675: The First Player Avatar to Master Power

“You don't know how difficult it is to obtain a brand new ga account for a completely new ga world. As a reserve for new world pioneering, although I am not an official pioneer, I belong to the unofficial reserve personnel. People like us are not qualified to beco the first batch of pioneering Players. We can only enter the field after the vanguard pioneers have secured the Ga Qualification for us.”

“This account cannot resurrect on its own. I don't know why, but it only has one life. Maybe the official pioneers know sothing, but I don't.”

“I see.”

I leaned back on the sofa.

I had managed to extract a lot of intelligence from this Player.

Regardless of how much of her talk was nonsense, for now, the information she disclosed was very beneficial to .

The only pity was that the people from the Truth Protection Association no longer had the opportunity to enter the Main World.

Because they wouldn't open this "ga" for public beta until they managed the "death can be freely resurrected" issue.

Even the "unofficial reserve personnel" in front of had probably gone through strict background checks and skill audits before being approved.

However, I could probably guess and deduce a few things, as I knew exactly what the Players' so-called account was.

It was the Destiny thread.

If they wanted infinite resurrection, it would probably require completely mastering the "Destiny resources" or the World Script of this world, or maybe... mastering the Child of Destiny?

However, the last conjecture was likely impossible, as the Players showed no rcy towards the Child of Destiny, treating them purely as a machine for quickly harvesting Destiny.

“I have answered your question. Can I ask one?”

“I will only answer what I want you all to know.”

“Yes, yes, yes. I am a bit curious. Aren't you interested in the Spatial Rift above the Horaso Swamp? Why haven't you developed that area? The rift might lead to a completely new world!”

“Why do you ask about that?”

“Can I treat this as you asking a question?”

“You can try.”

I threatened.

“Alright, I just want to acquire so intelligence, then apply to report it, and earn so benefits. I need to use this account to earn sothing that can improve my life, right?”

“Don't try to garner sympathy in front of . But as for the reason... it's because we are not interested. Since you know the concept of Transcendent Witch, do you still believe that a Transcendent Witch would care about those trivial things?”

I spoke carelessly, without any guilt.

Didn't this person know that a witch's words couldn't be trusted?

“Uh... is that so?”

“Hmm, it's my turn to continue asking you.”

I nodded calmly and said.

The conversation between the two parties was relatively peaceful, at least for now.

But as I said just now, lies were still indistinguishable.

I could speak so naturally, and so could the other party.

This was a mutual probing test.

Whoever's logic snapped first would fall into a passive position.

Of course, this had another significance for : even if the other party was lying, the fabricated content was based on things within her cognition.

False words are not necessarily without value, just like the intelligence she told : pioneering a new world is very troubleso.

Let's assu this intelligence is false.

Regardless of whether this was a trouble they were currently experiencing, the fact that she could fabricate this matter suggested that it had a high probability of having occurred, perhaps as history, or perhaps as a popular contemporary literary work?

This had so effect on my understanding and cognition of their world, though the effect was not significant.

Moreover, I was currently dominating her character.

For now, I was only letting her operate freely.

Furthermore, the Mitic Soul that I had established a Great Knowledge Sharing Technique link with could also help receive the visuals from the Player's ga perspective.

No matter what, she was indeed a "qualified Player."

When action was restricted, and they had to go through a plot they couldn't skip, they would beco bored and start checking various functions, inspecting equipnt, checking other settings, and so on, to kill ti.

I watched the entire process like this, and learned what each perspective was used for.

But up until now, I still encountered one problem, which was... I couldn't understand their text.

The person in front of sent many ssages to her few friends right in front of , but I could only roughly guess so of the content...

So, the language barrier was indeed a problem, but their ga account was equipped with a translation program.

Perhaps... I could try to crack it.

However... if a Player was willing to cooperate with , maybe it wouldn't be this troubleso.

“Now it's my turn to ask you a question, but I found that out of all the questions I've asked you, either you don't know the answer, or it's within your cognitive blind spot... I am truly troubled. What value do you think you have left now?”

“Sure enough, once I have no value, you start planning not to let go.”

“You still have so value. Want to know what it is?”

“What is it?”

“The language and writing you have mastered. I am very interested in the languages and writings of different worlds. Would you be willing to exchange this information with ?”

“Language and writing...”

At this mont, the Player's expression imdiately beca serious, and she shed her earlier casualness.

“You are actually afraid? Why? Are you afraid that we Witches will invade and occupy your world?”

At this mont, I also sat up accordingly, as if I had discovered sothing interesting.

“Just like... our world.”

“You...”

“You are afraid. You really do know sothing, don't you?”

I continued to ask.

These Players should have been proudly showing off their descent thod everywhere.

The root of their fear of Transcendent Witches was the fear of being located by the other party.

But the key was "being located."

Did they think it was possible for Transcendent Witches to locate them?

It was possible, after all, it was enough for a Transcendent Witch to use Destiny as bait to guide these Players to descend into the Main World.

The question was why they didn't retreat this ti after learning about the Transcendent Witch?

In the previous Small World, they ran away so quickly just by getting a whiff of , a "Prospective Witch."

Why didn't they run this ti, even after confirming the existence of a Transcendent Witch in this world?

Was the Main World that attractive?

No... it wasn't that they hadn't run.

The large-scale Player death incident involving the family's high-ranking mbers... perhaps it coincided with the ti fra of them acquiring this news.

But clearly, the Players had not all fled.

Coupling this with the "intelligence conjecture" that Players had the backing of other Transcendent Academies, was this possible?

Which of those Transcendent Wizards, Transcendent Elves, and Transcendent Holy Angels wasn't inherently similar to a Transcendent Witch?

The Main World was first occupied by these races, alright?

I still couldn't figure out how those Players and those Transcendent Races got together.

It didn't make sense!

And didn't we agree that the Transcendent level wouldn't interfere with this incident?

I had never doubted the Witch's Contract, nor was it possible to violate it...

As one of the most important projects of the Witch race, even without specific knowledge, hearing the rumors was enough to understand how terrifying the constraint of the Witch's Contract was, enough to reverse the public opinion of the Witch race.

“I am sorry, but I cannot agree to this matter.”

“Then I'll ask another question: why don't you agree?”

“I cannot bear the consequences of doing so. My intuition tells that I cannot do things whose consequences I myself cannot know. Under normal circumstances, I cannot afford such consequences.”

“Very cautious.”

I chuckled and shook my head, realizing that the value of this person was probably all there was.

So, I gently raised my hand, and the Domain's order instantly dominated her body.

After a brief flash of panic, the other party also looked relieved.

She knew what her consequences were.

“Truly ruthless, Calamity Witch...”

“Take advantage of this last second to properly appreciate the scenery of this world. You are about to say goodbye to this world forever.”

At this mont, the female Player looked at the figure in front of her, feeling her body being dominated by an irresistible force.

Even trying to call upon the ans to perish together in her perspective was too late, and she felt a void before her eyes.

Yes, a void, not pitch darkness.

She lost the perception and control of this character.

At this mont, in another world.

“Hehe... worthy of the Calamity Witch... truly a troubleso person. Even the scene after death is different. I even had to actively quit. Is this what pulling the network cable ans?”

The girl opened her eyes in her own world, with a small piece of ceiling coming into view.

She took off the ga device still worn on her head.

Yes, a helt-like set of equipnt, with sowhat ssy connecting wires attached to the back.

How could a lower-class person living in the No. 9 Walled City resettlent area like her have an imrsive ga pod that you could lie down in completely?

And the ga device she held now was a subsidy given to her for becoming an unofficial reserve mber of the official pioneers, bought with a slot she grabbed in a trade-in event.

Therefore, the newness of this device seed out of place compared to the cramped living space she resided in.

After recovering for a while, she also got up from the bed, then turned sideways and ca to the doorway.

She wasn't going out, but reaching through a retrieval port on the door to take out a box from inside.

No doubt, this was her ration for the day.

Inheriting the historical legacy issues of the military Walled City, the discounted monthly al package she ordered roughly looked like this ager ration.

She tore it open and took out an energy bar that she was sick of eating, swallowing it quickly.

This was because she was fed up with the high-heat, high-sugar, synthesized sweetness.

Leaving it in her mouth for even an extra second made her feel nauseous.

As for whether this al was breakfast or lunch... it didn't matter.

Food only needed to maintain her normal physiological functions.

The real life... was in the ga.

“I should have known not to take that job. Running straight into the Calamity Witch herself. I should report the situation... I hope they don't give any duplicate intelligence. It's not even as profitable as the money I make from picking up trash outside.”

***

Big Sis Bai's house.

“Little Han, did you send her away?”

At this mont, Big Sis Bai, seeing that the other party had stopped moving, also stood up and asked curiously.

She had been watching quite intently from the side.

Although Little Han hadn't told her much, she was a Transcendent Witch and her perception touched True Ti.

Although she couldn't understand what Little Han was doing, she knew what Little Han was busy with throughout the process.

The so-called intelligence exchange was completely a facade.

“Sothing like that, Big Sis Bai.”

I replied, but I didn't continue the conversation, as I was busy now. After all, this was my first formal "Player Possession," and many operations were still unfamiliar.

Fortunately, I had rich practical experience in the technique of independent avatars.

The problem to be solved now was actually the issue of taking over the Player's perspective, taking over the Player's account, and connecting with the avatar's consciousness.

As for the language barrier... operating the account didn't necessarily require understanding the text.

It was enough to understand what each operation represented.

Then, by cross-referencing the "operational information" with the operational feedback, one could figure out what the corresponding text ant.

Then, through the "input thod" in the Player's perspective, the problem of text translation could be continuously cracked using this simple thod.

Of course, unless absolutely necessary, I didn't want to use such a troubleso thod to decipher it.

Even if I handed it over to the avatar to do, it would take a lot of ti.

If possible, I still wanted to crack their real-ti translation function through the ans of information to learn the language.

After all, just knowing the written words wasn't enough; one also needed to be able to speak and communicate.

And at this mont, the Player who should have "logged off" opened her eyes again!

However, her deanor and temperant were completely different from before.

“Little Han, you...”

Big Sis Bai also spoke at this mont, wanting to ask, but she hesitated and stopped her words.

She was a Body Cultivator and also had Heart Sense.

If the previous Player felt like a living dead person to her, the current Player felt like... Little Han's avatar!

But she couldn't jump to conclusions and ruin Little Han's plans.

“She has been forcibly kicked offline by . This Player character has beco another type of avatar for .”

As this voice explained, a hint of surprise flashed in Big Sis Bai's eyes, because this sentence was spoken from the female Player's mouth!

“Hmm, I was researching how to usurp the Player's account. Currently, it can be considered a reluctant success. Even if it's not successful, she has still beco one of my avatars, so there's actually no loss.”

I t Big Sis Bai's curious gaze and gave my answer.

“Really? Then... the power the Player mastered...”

Big Sis Bai asked in surprise.

“It should also be possible.”

I tried operating the Player's combat panel, and soon a weapon appeared in front of her.

The Player's body instinctively grabbed it.

“Interesting. The feeling is completely different from the power brought by directly mastering Transcendent power. This model is even more isolated than the Players I created in the Expansion Realm.”

I exclaid.

After all, I also taught so basic ditation thods in the Expansion Realm.

Those Players could still simply manipulate Earth Energy by relying on their affinity for it.

As for the skill tree, I would open up a free customization mode later, allowing them to autonomously develop skills, but this heavily depended on talent.

And the Players of this ga world... were genuinely Players.

It was clearly a synchronization of character perception, but it carried a sense of powerlessness, as if looking through a screen.

This completely cut off the possibility for ordinary Players to access this pathway of Transcendent power.

However... this was the case for the Players, but for ... hehe, this Player was absolutely a treasure trove!

They concentrated the power network and information network onto the Player.

Perhaps this exerted extrely terrifying suppression on ordinary people or typical non-Transcendents, but for those of us who had been educated in Transcendent knowledge, it was like that world sending a group of robots with exposed wiring onto the battlefield.

You could pull their network cable with a simple reach of the hand.

No wonder Transcendent Witches were so uninterested in these Players, leaving them for the students to play with.

But for , mastering such a Player avatar had two direct benefits: one was that I had my first sample, making it convenient for to study their special technique of utilizing Destiny.

Who knows, I might gain so useful insights?

The other was to study the characteristics of the Transcendent power expressed in their [Transcendent Knowledge], which would better enable to counter the thods those Players mastered.

Indeed, the people of that Player world still lacked experience.