Chapter 1786: Chapter 1783: Test and eting
“May I ask, what kind of test is needed?”
Since no buildings were seen at the top of the tower, Han Dong guessed whether it would be a psychological test in a question-answer format like at the B.B.C.
Just as Han Dong asked the question.
Mr. Edgar, holding the letter E, flicked a spatial cube from between his fingers, which slowly floated towards Han Dong.
The latter did not retreat but actively allowed the cube to co into contact with his body.
Buzz!
In the blink of an eye,
Han Dong was transported to a pure white room, very similar to the Fate Settlent Room.
With a serious expression, like a governnt official, Edgar sat in the middle,
On the white square table in front of him lay Han Dong’s data, which he would compare directly with subsequent test results to ensure accuracy and authenticity.
“First test item – Fate Validation.
Please sit on the ‘Activation Chair,’ I need to verify whether your path of fate is normal.”
The so-called Activation Chair,
is the chair Han Dong first encountered used for fate point allocation, looking just like a cold, restrictive iron chair.
When Han Dong sat down, a syringe directly pierced into the cervical vertebra, with several wires connecting under the skin.
Test begins.
Through the wires, Edgar could clearly obtain Han Dong’s ‘fate route’
Utilizing a hand-drawn thod, writing and drawing Han Dong’s path of fate on the data paper.
Reading the data before Breaking the Breed went smoothly, but when transitioning to the Talent Tree information, anomalies began to appear.
The substance drawn from the syringes contained a filthy grey hue.
Although Edgar had been aware that Han Dong ca from S-01, he hadn’t expected the grey matter extracted from the body to be so tricky to handle, resulting in an incomplete test outco.
Eventually, he barely managed to sketch out the form of Han Dong’s Talent Tree, precisely marking the effect corresponding to each segnt of talent.
Beyond the Talent Tree lies the deeper Mythical Puzzle.
When the Puzzle’s information flowed out, a hint of surprise flickered in Edgar’s eyes.
Han Dong possessed not just three pieces but all of legend quality at the highest level – [legend]… although similar existences were recorded in the history of the Black Tower, they were no more than finger-counted.
Moreover, he vaguely glimpsed the Throne Embryo hidden at the bottom of the Abyss.
He used a special red pen to fill in the keyword ‘New King’ in a certain section of the data.
Edgar said calmly, “All right, your path of fate shows no anomalies. Next, we need to validate your ‘danger level,’ which will determine whether you qualify to participate in the Supre Will eting.”
“Danger level?”
As soon as the words were spoken.
A strange substance was injected directly into Han Dong’s cervical vertebra through the syringe, spreading throughout his body uncontrollably.
A certain primal impulse was activated, and the most savage side hidden in the depths of the soul was forced out.
For a mont,
Dozens of grey-spotted tentacles floated from the back of the head
Full disguise lifted,
The extrely dangerous aura of death, darkness, distortion, and madness gushed out, even causing so black balloons to manifest in the current region,
Most notably, an interdinsional portal opened between the forehead… seemingly about to release nurous terrifying creatures.
‘This guy’s danger level is comparable to a Pseudo-King.’
Edgar’s hands moved, ready to restrain Han Dong at any mont.
Just as a battle seed about to erupt, even a Ghoul Arm stretched out from the portal on Han Dong’s forehead.
Crack! Cervical vertebra folded.
Han Dong’s head suddenly drooped,
One hand rose, covering his face suddenly.
From between the fingers, bursts of laughter seeped out.
[Hahaha! Haha!]
The eerie and terrifying laughter echoed in the testing area, even Edgar felt uneasy, his entire skin instinctively tensing.
Finally, he used one finger to plug his ear.
As the laughter released.
The ‘ferocity’ exposed throughout the body slowly faded, restrained.
When Han Dong lifted his head again, a sinister red smile appeared on his face,
“You!”
This scene left Edgar deeply shocked,
Not to ntion a tester with Demon Attribute like Han Dong,
Even any other tester unrelated to demons would exhibit primal ferocity once injected with the ‘Primitive Activation Agent.’
Such a situation, being subdued before any attack, hadn’t occurred for nearly a century.
The laughter lasted approximately ten minutes, even breaking his throat, before the activation agent within Han Dong’s body was completely neutralized.
Edgar first filled [Safe] in the danger level test section.
But after thinking for a while, he added a note -[Note: Beware of the effect of the laughter].
“Test completed, you may follow nto to participate in the upcoming eting.
At that ti, I will distribute your personal data to each mber.
During the eting, they may ask questions based on your information, please prepare accordingly.”
“Thank you.”
Pop!
Edgar snapped his fingers, and the testing space imdiately shrunk into a fingertip-sized transparent cube, absorbed into his body.
“By the way, where is the eting held?”
Upon reaching the tower’s top, Han Dong had carefully scanned the area, resembling a large flat space, seeing nothing, naturally not noticing a place for etings either.
“Look again, you should see it, previously you weren’t qualified enough.”
Following Edgar’s reminder.
Han Dong surveyed the top level again,
Finally noticing a black conference table, with a material indistinguishable from the ground, risen less than a hundred ters away,
Engraved with [26] letters, stone seats arranged in a circle at equal intervals.
So mbers were already seated.
Mr. M stood beside his seat, gesturing for Han Dong to co over, indicating the eting was about to comnce.
As Han Dong approached, the stone seat labeled with M extended an extra sub-seat.
Fitting closely to Han Dong’s body, even having lumbar and neck support structures, making it quite comfortable to sit.
“The eting will begin in half an hour.
You need at least to prepare for a self-introduction, and if anyone asks questions, just answer normally.”
“Will all the holders of the original letters attend?”
“About half will probably co, as it’s not a particularly important eting… moreover, a few letters currently lack holders.
Besides you, other ‘Inheritors’ should also be attending.
Be slightly aware, those chosen as Inheritors are certainly elite ones from myriad worlds, and you might intersect with them in the future.”
“Understood.”
More and more mbers arrived.
Including the club owner, Francis with F (freedom)
The current B.B.C Charles with C (control)
And the two ladies Han Dong t earlier through Mr. M, Eileen with I (ideal) and Miss Bei with B (balance).
Han Dong also noticed,
The stylish Miss Bei, in black knee-high boots paired with a long coat, seed to be the host of this eting, intentionally glancing at Han Dong upon entering the eting area.
The holder of the original letter A didn’t attend.
“Ti’s up, over half of the Supre Will mbers have attended, the monthly eting officially begins.”
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