The time moves forward slightly by 1 hour.
Goethe stood up with doubts and was a little at a loss.
"Why not?"
"Did I guess wrong?"
Goethe murmured to himself, thinking about the key points.
What exactly went wrong?
"Don't lose heart..."
Goethe's whispering to himself instantly triggered Jerry's response mechanism - Jerry immediately hugged Goethe while comforting him, with a complicated expression on his face.
Goethe: ...
Damn 'Mad King'!
I will definitely hang you up and beat you!
Goethe gnashed his teeth, a little bit unconvinced, and tried the "Philosopher's Stone" on Jerry again.
My wrists are sore, but there is still no effect.
Goethe frowned slightly.
He sat on the sofa and wondered what was wrong with him.
And this kind of thinking sitting posture triggered Jerry's answering mechanism again.
"It's fine……"
As she spoke, she hugged Goethe again, her tone becoming even gentler, and the expression on her face was just right, revealing that complexity again.
"I xxxx!"
With Goethe's character, he couldn't help but swear at this time.
He knew the Mad King's evil taste.
But he didn't know that the Mad King's evil taste could reach this extent.
Is it interesting to keep insulting the male dignity of later generations?
It's not some hellish joke.
No!
It's worse than a hellish joke.
And obviously, Goethe's swear words triggered Jerry's answer mechanism again.
"Don't be like this. I know you tried your best. I can feel it too. It's better than before..."
Goethe was furious.
He resisted the urge to push Jerry away and swore secretly in his heart.
The 'Mad King' must be thrown into the cesspool.
We must get rid of the 'Mad King'... Wait!
Jerry's answer mechanism!
Suddenly, Goethe was stunned.
He thought of something.
He turned around, looked at Jerry, picked up the Philosopher's Stone again, and started a new attempt.
However, unlike before, this time Goethe no longer worked hard, but said in a low voice in one step -
"Call me daddy!"
"dad!"
Jerry's response mechanism immediately answered.
And with this answer, a strange power gushed out from Jerry.
That power is like water.
But it is hotter than water.
Even more muddy than water.
As it dripped, it eroded a downward channel straight into the floor.
As the owner of the Paradise Hotel, Goethe can be sure that there is absolutely no passage underneath the Paradise Hotel.
"How did this passage appear?"
Goethe was puzzled and wanted to ask Jerry.
But at this time, Jerry seemed to have lost all his energy and lay flat in a daze.
Obviously, Jerry couldn't answer.
Then try it!
Ga!
The next moment, a [Second-level Blood Crow Spirit] rushed in.
Then Goethe's face became strange.
Because, he saw an office.
An office with a desk, bookshelf, sofa, etc., everything he thought an office should have.
"This... is the 'Principal's Office'?"
After confirming that there was no danger, Goethe stepped inside.
The 'door' behind him did not close.
Turning around, I could see Jerry lying on the sofa.
But Goethe couldn't help but spit because of the inexplicable feeling of weirdness.
“Bad taste.”
Goethe said this and walked towards the most conspicuous desk.
As he approached, an illusory voice immediately sounded.
"Hahaha, congratulations, my child."
"As my eldest son, you have inherited everything from me!"
"Isn't it interesting?"
Goethe's mouth twitched as he spoke in a frivolous and playful voice.
Interesting xx!
Goethe cursed in his heart.
For the first time, Goethe did not feel the familiarity of his native dialect in his heart.
All I feel is an indescribable irritation.
It's like seeing shit-flavored chocolate.
"Jerry is my masterpiece that I created with the help of several 'roads'. Her existence far exceeds that of the remaining three puppets. Or rather, the remaining three puppets were created to conceal Jerry's existence."
"After all, that fellow Sheld is becoming more and more arrogant."
“So, I set up something a little more interesting, to knock him around.”
"I hope he will come to his senses and turn back."
The Mad King continued speaking, and the playfulness in his tone had a hint of loneliness.
Goethe couldn't help sighing.
There is no doubt that although the "Mad King" in the early stage was full of all kinds of bad tastes, he was still a good person. At least he was kind and abided by the bottom line of conscience.
Even though he had a premonition of betrayal, he still had good intentions.
I hope to salvage everything with gentler means.
Unfortunately, the 'Mad King' at that time didn't know that the more he did this, the more irreparable it would become.
Because everyone will think he is weak and can be bullied.
Even if the 'Mad King' had been 'a little more severe', his wife, lover, and descendants would not have been killed by Sheld.
Of course, the 'Mad King' must have found out later.
He began to use all kinds of cruel means to treat his enemies and even...friends.
Hence, he got the nickname of "Mad King".
At the same time, Goethe was full of vigilance at this moment.
You know, the 'Mad King' has been in and out of here at least twice.
The first time was when the "Mad King" was in a mean state during the early stage of kindness.
Second time?
That was the Mad King after his transformation.
Since the change.
Maybe he left some unknown backup plan just in case.
Therefore, Goethe listened to the chatter of the unreal voice while remaining alert.
"Are you curious about why I, as a father, don't show up?"
"That's what I thought."
"But here I found a 'strange road'. This 'road' is very interesting and made me study it for a long time. It made me unable to leave any images."
"Of course!"
"This must be temporary!"
"Your father, I am a genius!"
"I will study it thoroughly in the shortest possible time, and then I will appear in front of you openly."
The Mad King's words were full of confidence.
Goethe, knowing the result, remained silent.
He just listened quietly.
“Now is the most important moment!”
"Just as I wrote in the notes I left for you, the emergence of the 'College' was really an accident. It was the product of the 'road' I encountered while traveling."
"You should understand 'road', right?"
"After all, to be able to get in here, you should at least be a legend."
"And the path after the legend is the 'road'!"
"You need to use the 'road' to reach the 'titled legend' first - this is not the knowledge of this world. I cannot tell you where it is specifically because there are restrictions."
"well!"
"Restrictions are everywhere. The more powerful something is, the more restrictions it has."
"Is this the price we pay for choosing the 'road'?"
“No, no no!”
"This term doesn't sound good. Let me think...that's right!"
"purity!"
“The purity is too low!”
At this moment, the 'Mad King' used a tone as low as possible, imitating someone, and explained like this.
"Our purity is too low. In order to increase the purity, we can only dig deeper on one 'road'. Then, restrictions on this 'road' will appear!"
When describing the 'Mad King', Goethe immediately thought of the guy in 'Inner Bay'.
When the other party is in the 'inner bay', all the unreasonable behaviors will undoubtedly disappear once they leave the 'inner bay'!
It's like 'college'!
There might even be negative situations!
Goethe thought, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He was thinking about how to fight that guy from 'Neiwan'.
The best way, of course, is to leave the 'Inner Bay'!
However, the other party will definitely not do that.
Moreover, when he goes back, there is more than a 90% chance that he will be discovered by the other party!
"really!"
"Is it just a head-on confrontation?"
"'Hellblood'!"
Goethe thought about it, but did not start immediately.
Because he wanted to know whether the path that the Mad King took in the Academy was suitable for him.
"The path I left behind in the 'College' is the most suitable one - it is not only powerful, but also extremely compatible!"
"Yeah, it's just what you think."
"There is more than one 'road'. All roads lead to Rome."
"Where is Rome?"
"That's another story. If we can meet, I will tell you everything...hiss! Damn the restrictions, I was being tactful, I didn't really say it!"
Amidst the illusory voice, there was the sound of the Mad King taking a breath of cold air.
Obviously, the 'Mad King' must have suffered the backlash of the 'restrictions'.
It hurts quite a lot.
It also had lasting effects.
Because afterwards, the words of the Mad King became noticeably weaker and no longer had that much energy.
“Everyone can choose more than one ‘path’, but for the sake of future potential and promotion, most people will only choose 1-2. Of course, there are also ‘geniuses’ who choose more.”
"However, such a 'genius' ended up being a bit miserable."
"Except for that guy, most of them are stuck at the 'Title Legend' stage, with no possibility of going any further."
"but!"
"The 'path' I leave for you is different!"
At this point, the 'Mad King' became smug again.
"Life and death changes!"
"As long as you master this 'path', your life span will be infinitely longer, and to some extent, you will still be immortal. With this premise, as long as you develop slowly, you will definitely be able to reach the next stage."
"Hey, your father is awesome, right?"
When this sentence appeared, Goethe's mind already appeared the image of the 'mad king' with his hands on his hips, proud and complacent.
However, Goethe did not mock the other party.
Because, just like what the 'Mad King' said, the path of 'Life and Death Transformation' is really powerful.
The Mad King was aiming for immortality from the beginning.
Rather than some 'immortality'!
only……
The 'change' is gone.
Now all that's left is 'life and death'!
"Hopefully it won't be too bad."
Goethe thought in his heart.
At this moment, the 'Mad King' finally said what Goethe cared about most.
"It's about time."
"My energy has been drained from studying that strange 'road'. I feel exhausted just by leaving you a message - son, you must become stronger!"
"My first 'path' will become stronger because of the strength of you descendants!"
"Hey, did I say 'we'?"
“Never mind!”
“Who hasn’t been young?”
"I just made a mistake that all men in the world would make!"
"Now!"
"Sit on that chair and answer its questions!"
"You will get everything I leave behind!"
The Mad King kept talking and laughing, and even if he wanted to show off his father's authority at the end, it was to no avail - even if the person standing here was really a descendant of the Mad King, the other party would only complain.
Goethe was quite sure of this.
After all, the bastard has started again!
Guess the riddle! Guess the riddle!
You bastard who said half and kept the other half!
You will definitely drown in the cesspool!
Goethe thought this and was about to walk towards the chair, but at this moment, a faint force was watching him, or rather, this force was a bridge.
Let the other party see him.
It also allowed him to see the other person.
Looking at the old face, Goethe put away the wet Philosopher's Stone with a smile, sat down on the only chair, crossed his hands in front of him, and said slowly -
"Welcome to my 'Academy'!"
anger!
Don’t understand!
Under the 'bridge', appeared in Goethe's vision.
"Moldod!"
The old man yelled, but Goethe paid no attention.
Because the chair officer had already asked in his mind.
“Don’t forget your original intention—what’s the next sentence?”
Goethe sat up straight in an instant and answered in a very serious tone.
“Remember the mission!”
Buzz!
The light is shining brightly.
The dazzling light directly cut the bridge, and a slight tremor appeared in the entire "academy", which was somewhat like an earthquake. Van der Sar, who had felt this kind of vibration forty-two years ago, roared directly.
"mine!"
"'College' is mine!"
"No one can take him away from me!"
The roaring old woman rushed straight towards the old emperor.
She thought it was all the other party's fault.
Then the natural thing is to kill the old emperor.
This has long become an instinct for the old woman, and she doesn't care who the other person is.
But the old emperor ignored the old woman.
He is in a hurry!
He must find Mordod before the last step is completed!
The 'college' is his!
He absolutely cannot hand it over to anyone else!
Here lies power, wealth, and...eternal life!
All of them are his!
With a flash, the old emperor rushed directly to the ground.
As soon as the old emperor left, the old woman followed closely behind.
Alan paused for a moment, then followed with a mysterious look on his face.
In the corner, Count Tim rolled over and climbed up.
His face was pale and filled with helplessness.
If he could, he wanted to leave now.
No!
I won't come here at all!
Instead, enjoy life in your own manor!
But his sister...
When Earl Tim thought of his sister, he became more helpless.
In the end, the earl had no choice but to grit his teeth and follow.
At this moment, Goethe's body was shaking.
Goethe could feel a special force being forcibly pushed from the back of the chair into his spine, just like a nail being hammered into his cervical vertebrae bit by bit.
Such pain was nothing to Goethe.
It hurts, but it's bearable.
He even had the leisure to check the blood beads coming out of the pores of his body.
"No wonder it has to be at least legendary level."
"If an ordinary person's body were to receive such 'power', it would probably explode."
Just as Goethe was thinking, the force that had nailed into his spine exploded directly.
boom!
His ears were filled with the roar of explosions.
Then the familiar pain of being chopped, crushed, and stretched began to spread, and as time passed, the pain began to intensify, almost comparable to the first time he stepped into the extraordinary.
A thick black color appeared before his eyes.
A darkness deeper than the night, filled with death and coldness.
The force carried him deeper and deeper.
The ice froze Goethe's breath.
The ice froze Goethe's body.
The ice froze Goethe's soul.
Even the thinking is frozen.
because……
This is death!
Goethe could confirm that this was death!
Although he has never truly felt death!
But if there is death, this is what it looks like!
At this moment, every second is infinitely stretched.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
The most painful thing was that Goethe could still clearly feel the passage of time, but he didn't know where that force was pulling him, and he couldn't sense the end.
But there is one thing Goethe can be sure of.
If this continues, he will definitely die.
Without any hesitation!
Goethe started the [disease of slowness]!
Boom!
The river of time flows endlessly.
With the help of the waves, we move forward rapidly.
When Goethe used [Slowness] for the first time, he felt as if he had turned into a fish swimming downstream. It not only saved energy but also achieved twice the result with half the effort.
Everything around me slowed down.
But he is faster!
Even death cannot catch up with him!
Especially when the silt at the bottom of the river rolled up, it was like a giant hand grabbing "death", allowing Goethe to successfully rush out of the most concentrated "death" and come to a point of "vitality".
White!
Warm white!
At this moment, all of Goethe's pain was healed.
Physically and spiritually.
Everything was healed.
Even the 'time' consumed by using [Slowness] was slowly recovering.
"The faster your own time passes, the more your lifespan will be consumed!"
In the warmth, Goethe gradually came back to his senses.
His frozen mind completely relaxed at this moment.
The words in front of me began to appear line by line.
[Experiencing the 'realm of life and death', judging...]
[Judgment passed! ]
[Talent obtained: 1, Life or Death; 2, Death or Life]
[Life or Death: Absorb the vitality of the surroundings and transform it into the purest "power of death" to attack your opponent, or you can resurrect the dead to fight for you]
[Death or Life: When you are attacked, you will turn death into life, you will receive a treatment, and you can restore your physical strength and energy, or you can treat the targets around you in your field of vision]
(Note 1: When casting Life or Death, your movement will become slow, and the upper limit of your "Power of Death" cannot exceed one fifth of your [Heart] and [Body] combined, now: Destruction level)
(Note 2: When casting Death or Life, the upper limit you can bear is one fifth of your [Heart] and [Body] combined, currently: Extinction Level)
(Note 3: When the upper limit is exceeded, you will suffer corresponding damage.)
(Note 4: The resurrected corpse needs to replenish the corresponding "death power" every once in a while)
(Note 5: When healing targets within your field of vision, you will need to expend some extra energy)
…
"Life or death? Death or life?"
For some reason, a group of girls playing volleyball emerged in Goethe's mind.
Then, it's 'level annihilation'.
“Is this the level of a title legend?”
Goethe was a little unsure.
Because he did not feel the path that the 'Mad King' talked about.
In his eyes, it was just talent.
It's because my strength has not really reached the level of "Title Legend".
still……
Career level?
Goethe guessed in his heart.
At the same time, a key rose from the armrest of the chair.
When Goethe picked it up, more words emerged.
[Principal's Key (College): This is the key that represents the identity of the principal of the 'College'. With this key, you can do whatever you want in the 'College', just like the previous 'Principal' Modus, whose favorite thing to do is to knock on the door of the dormitory in the middle of the night, or to nourish your 'Life or Death' and 'Death or Life' talents here. This is the best place.]
[Effects: 1, Principal's power 1; 2, Principal's power 2; 3, Principal's power 3; 4, Nourishment]
[Principal's Rights 1: Just like the 'Paradise Hotel', you can change the layout of the 'Academy' as you wish. You can use existing items to change it into the style you like, but you cannot create something out of nothing. You can only choose to change one thing into another and find its weakness with a high probability.]
[Principal's Rights 2: All teachers, security guards, students, etc. in the 'college' must obey you 100%, otherwise they will suffer 'bad luck']
[Principal's Rights 3: When you are within the range of the ' Academy', you can appear in any range at will, and when a creature has hostile intent towards you, the 'Academy' will continuously absorb its vitality. When doing this, you do not need to consume any physical strength until the creature dies or gives up its hostility. At the same time, you can use the absorbed 'vitality' to increase someone's luck for a short period of time, but not yourself.]
[Nourishment: As long as you are in the 'Academy', your body, talent, and soul will all receive a slow nourishing effect. You will recover faster here and slowly become stronger. Even irreversible damage can be reversed with a large amount of vitality.]
(Note 1: It is special, it cannot leave here, because the 'College' is here)
(Note 2: When you exercise power 3, please snap your fingers)
(Note 3: Vitality cannot be created out of thin air, you need to absorb it, and death follows you everywhere. Unfortunately, you cannot truly transform it at will.)
…
"【Principal's Key】!"
Goethe looked at the key in front of him.
When he got the [Key of the Ruler (Paradise Inn)], he had a lot of guesses about what the key to the 'Academy' would look like.
Just looking at the key in his hand, Goethe felt helpless.
[Principal's Power 123]...
Once again, the 'Mad King's' bad taste.
Especially that finger snap.
Is this middle school?
Or do you think you are handsome?
Look at the instructions in the annotations.
Is this 'Mad King' a beast in estrus?
However, [Nourishment] made Goethe understand more.
"No wonder the injured 'Mad King' returned here, because it is so convenient to heal here. Irreversible injuries can be recovered, but a large amount of vitality is required."
"Life cannot be created out of thin air? Death follows you everywhere? It cannot be transformed in the true sense?"
"Is it because of 'change'?"
Subconsciously, Goethe raised his hand, and the [Key of the Controller (Paradise Hotel)] appeared in Goethe's hand, placed side by side with the [Principal's Key].
Immediately, Goethe thought of something more.
There are more attempts in my heart.
But that’s for later.
Now?
Of course, it is to deal with those 'intruders'!
How dare you cause trouble in his 'college'!
It's really unforgivable!
Thinking of this——
Bang!
There was a crisp snap of fingers, and Goethe disappeared in an instant.