Chapter 110: First Night (Past the Third Watch, Begging for Monthly Tickets!)

First-day scheming in the Hall of Heroic Spirits? Lord Lord Lord Kuku ended it all with an exam paper.

You say you excel at alchemy? Fine, finish this set of five hundred real exam questions first.

Ranging from simple to difficult, covering every subject, absolutely capable of revealing your level and weaknesses.

Don't want to do the questions? Then let's chat. You alone chatting with us three, covering any subject you like, to see your knowledge reserve and on-the-spot adaptability.

When that Dark Elf alchemist truly completed the exam questions rapidly, displaying her astonishing alchemical skill, Lord Lord Lord Kuku responded by demonstrating even more outrageous abilities.

"This question has a flaw; your explanation is a classic Akashic refutation; you ignored the special case of abnormal environments," one of him quickly corrected the question.

"I have roughly grasped your knowledge reserve. You specialize in modern alchemy and potions, right? To be honest, your learning is quite average; I have some suggestions here," one of him summarized the student's gains and losses, offering future advice.

"This part is good; how about I teach you a few enchantment tricks? I have a reading list here," one of him even discerned the other's latent talent and specialization, providing further guidance.

For an honor student, naturally, the teaching intensity must be increased.

He instantly split into five again, shifting from one-on-one tutoring to a five-on-one ultra-customized Gold VIP service.

Within the dream, unbound by limits, he could display his true upper limit. Heaven knows how many thought-lines he truly possesses, but this scene featured at least thirty or forty Ku Kus appearing simultaneously, demonstrating the confidence of historical heroic souls and ancient great sages to the juniors.

"Too outrageous... How is this possible?"

"Isn't he afraid of schizophrenia? What about self-awareness?"

"Do you think his self-awareness seems problem-free? He is clearly a Red Dragon, yet he treats himself like a Kobold."

In the end, this unlucky one, for voicing "the truth everyone agreed on but dared not say," was thoroughly "disciplined" by the three Ku Kus.

However, as the night unfolded, these heirs-in-waiting who were still hiding their heads also naturally perceived Lord Lord Lord Kuku's outrageous nature.

As a researcher, having so many "fellow researchers" crazily accelerated the research speed.

As a spellcaster... Heaven knows how many spells he could cast simultaneously.

Lord Lord Lord Kuku held nothing back, stating plainly that this anomaly combined with the evolution path of the Soul ability.

He even demonstrated on the spot how to initiate and proceed along this path.

Including using memory fragments to show how to perform a craniotomy to extract the brain, and how to cultivate it to maturity before transplantation.

He even displayed the conditions of some transplant recipients, including schizophrenia, mental depression, loss of reason, loss of emotion, brain explosion, and so on.

"With my Soul ability, the surgery should be completed safely! But..."

The implication needed no further explanation; schizophrenia was certain, because this was not a side effect, but its primary function.

You want multiple thought-lines, yet no schizophrenia; isn't that a contradiction?

If you truly split into another personality, you will no longer be you; are you willing to bear such a cost?

"I desire it," that robot spoke for the first time.

The hoarse synthesized voice was hard to understand, yet it seemed very sincere.

But at this moment, it was Lord Lord Lord Kuku's turn to fall silent.

A robot... how does one perform a brain transplant surgery?

"I... I am also willing." The Dark Elf female alchemist was still hesitating, but her fellow countryman issued the desire without hesitation.

Her situation was quite dire.

"I... can I do it?" Mental waves echoed around; the Mushroom Person also voiced the desire.

But does the Mushroom Person have a brain? Lord Lord Lord Kuku indicated it was worth researching.

For him, these alien races could indeed inherit; hardware issues were not unsolvable; the most important thing was the will and ability to inherit.

Provoked by these residents of the Underworld, some surface Beastmen also gritted their teeth and shouted, "I also have the will."

But Lord Lord Lord Kuku shook his head; he saw their "will" was insufficient.

"No rush for now." This legacy exists as only one copy; the final decision will come last.

In fact, Lord Lord Lord Kuku actually did not care much about this power; for him, his own "knowledge" and "research results" were his true legacy.

There were many organized notes and contents; while assessing these students' levels, he was recording, and later would hand over some knowledge and notes to suitable people.

He was not in a hurry; if it could be inherited, that was better; if not, it mattered little.

Many like him were buried in historical ruins; if the world lost one person, it could still move forward.

The candidates were driven mad by Lord Lord Lord Kuku's clones, but the knights were relatively idle; they had given up on this legacy from the start—except for Princess Dai Niya, who continued to study hard with no thought of giving up.

Princess Dai Niya was probably the busiest; she communicated and learned with Lord Lord Lord Kuku while also whispering quietly to Miss Shaliman.

As the night deepened, her expression changed the most and became the most complex; it seemed the situation in both realities was quite dire.

And Miss Shaliman occasionally looked upward, even whispering with Dai Niya to discuss matters, likely talking about Li En and Lord Lord Lord Kuku.

Lord Lord Lord Kuku had previously made no attempt to hide anything.

No one likely expected that this little thing following the young Li En, running around like a doll, was actually a true ancient great sage!

And the fact that he followed Li En itself, combined with the secret method Li En previously provided for awakening the Dragon Tongue spell, confirmed that Li En was indeed quite abnormal.

"That potion was definitely provided by Sage Lord Lord Lord Kuku; he is also a Dragon."

And this also seemed to indicate that the relationship between Li En and the Heroic Souls was extraordinary; he did not even conceal his "privileges."

"He, perhaps, is now the executor and spokesperson of the Hall of Heroic Spirits. I will not lose! Our competition has begun." Very good, Princess Dai Niya remained spirited, still unwilling to admit defeat.

But she also learned the information Li En expected her to know; with this, the life safety of Li En, the "spokesperson," would gain some guarantee.

The first night, originally intended as a probe, was completely thrown into chaos due to Lord Lord Lord Kuku's complete disregard for the rules.

This batch of Heroic Soul inheritors did not resemble rivals fighting to the death; rather, they resembled classmates encountering the "most difficult college entrance exam in history."

College entrance exam... Examiner Lord Lord Lord Kuku was truly too outrageous.

Compared to these new era individuals, the weight of the Great Sages was too heavy; the knowledge accumulated over those years was nearly infinite.

If a spellcaster, test magic; if an alchemist, test potions and alchemy; even Druids, curses, dark arts, mental secrets, and demon arts—he could converse with you and provide guidance.

Due to the vast gap in skill levels between the two sides, these examinees struggled for half the night and could not even discern whether Lord Lord Lord Kuku was satisfied or dissatisfied with them.

And with such severe side effects of the Heroic Soul ability, once truly calmed down, how many people dared to gamble?

First, Lord Lord Kuku explicitly stated that the surgery has a failure rate—and it's not low.

More importantly, this ability is clearly better suited for research—but would anyone other than those few alchemists be willing to pay the price of schizophrenia and multiple personalities?

Even among young alchemists, who haven't yet realized the limits of their abilities and lifespan, would they be willing to gamble their lives so soon under the mindset that "they can take it slow"?

Even if you could cast multiple spells simultaneously? How much mana do you have? How many hands do you have? To what extent could you develop this ability?

Perhaps, as this Grand Sage said, the ability itself isn't that significant—it's the "centuries-worth of Grand Sage-level knowledge" it produces that matters.

Of course, Lord Lord Kuku's insane demeanor was also a major deterrent—they still don't believe Lord Lord Kuku is a kobold.

After all, the stereotype of kobolds as stupid and low-intelligence is too deeply ingrained.

Rather than believe the Grand Sage is a kobold, they'd rather imagine the Red Dragon Sage split off a kobold personality, which eventually became the dominant one.

Lord Lord Kuku didn't realize it, but he was pleased that the students never mistook him—they always called him Lord Lord Kuku.

But Li En, who controlled the dreams, heard every whispered comment clearly.

Of course, Li En also didn't miss the private chat between Sha Li Man and Dai Niya—in a certain sense, that was the real focus of tonight.

And during this process, Li En was satisfied that Sha Li Man hadn't forgotten to pass along the information that "there is a traitor from the Beast Sect within the Shield Church."

Dai Niya's explosive, stunned reaction was truly amusing—well worth the effort of leaking the information to Sha Li Man.

The first night ended amid this frantic competition and cramming.

"Uh, seems like this is the first night I got to rest." In previous nights, Lord Lord Kuku's dreams had all been devoted to Li En—this time, he actually relaxed for an entire night.

But soon, he realized he'd rejoiced too early.

"Bang!" The door was violently slammed open.

A "serpent" barged in uninvited, pouncing on him—her unmade-up, pure, lovely face pressed against him, every serpent eye on her hairtips fixed on him.

Overly anxious, Sha Li Man had instinctively used her serpents to greet him.

"You—you explain this clearly! What's going on?! Is the Grand Sage real? Where is he? Did you lie to me about something else?" She seemed unusually flustered.

"No, I didn't lie—you just never asked." Li En remained as candid as ever.

"Uh, as for the Grand Sage, he… oh, he's playing cards with your auntie. Lost again—he's jumping on the table refusing to pay."

(End of Chapter)