Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 110 The First Night (Over 10,000 words in three chapters, please vote!)

The intrigue and backstabbing on the first day in the Hall of Heroes? Kuku ended it all with an exam paper.

You say you're good at alchemy? Okay, then finish this set of 500 practice questions first.

From easy to difficult, there are various subjects, which can definitely test your level and weaknesses.

Don't want to do practice questions? Then let's chat. You can talk to the three of us, and we can discuss any subject. Let's see your knowledge and on-the-spot response.

When the dark elf alchemist swiftly completed the test, demonstrating his astonishing alchemical skills, Kuku responded by displaying even more outrageous abilities.

“There’s a problem with your question. Your explanation is a classic Akashic paradox, and you’ve overlooked the special cases of abnormal environments,” he quickly corrected the question.

"I think I have a pretty good grasp of your knowledge base. You majored in modern alchemy and potions, right? To be honest, your studies are just average. I have some suggestions for you." This was his summary of his student's strengths and weaknesses, offering advice for his future.

"This place is nice. How about I teach you some enchanting tips? I have a reading list here." He even saw the other person's potential talent and expertise and provided further guidance.

For top students, extra instruction is naturally required.

He immediately split the service into five parts, from one-on-one instruction to a five-to-one customized gold VIP service.

In the dream, without limitations, he was able to reveal his true limits. Heaven knows how many thought lines he has, but at least thirty or forty Kuku appeared at the same time, showing the younger generation the confidence of historical heroes and ancient sages.

"That's outrageous. How could that be?"

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

"Do you think he has a problem with self-perception? He's clearly a red dragon, but he thinks he's a dog-headed man."

Finally, this unfortunate fellow, because he spoke "a fact that everyone agrees on but dares not say," was given a good "lecture" by the three Kuku.

However, as night fell, these heir candidates, who were still hiding their identities, naturally came to see the absurdity of Kuku's actions.

As a researcher, I am surrounded by so many "fellow researchers" who are frantically accelerating the pace of my research.

As a spellcaster, who knows how many spells he could cast at the same time.

Kuku didn't hold back either, frankly stating this anomaly in conjunction with the evolutionary path of his soul abilities.

He even demonstrated the route on the spot, showing how to begin the journey.

This includes using memory fragments to demonstrate how to perform craniotomy to extract the brain and how to cultivate it to maturity before transplantation.

He even showed some of the transplant recipients' conditions, including schizophrenia, mental instability, loss of rationality, loss of emotion, brain explosion, and so on.

"If I had my spiritual abilities, I should be able to complete the surgery safely! But..."

The implication is clear: schizophrenia is a given, as it is not a side effect but rather its primary function.

You need multiple lines of thought, but you also don't want to develop a split personality. Isn't that a contradiction?

If you were to develop another personality, you would no longer be yourself. Are you willing to bear such a price?

"I long for it," the robot said for the first time.

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

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

How can a robot perform a brain transplant?

“I am willing too.” While the dark elf female alchemist was still hesitating, her fellow brethren made their eager request without hesitation.

Her situation is quite bad.

"Can I...can I do it?" The mental fluctuations echoed around, and the mushroom man also expressed his desire.

But do mushroom people have brains? Kuku says it's worth studying.

For him, these alien races could actually be inherited, and the hardware problems were not insurmountable. The most important thing was the awareness and ability to inherit.

Provoked by the inhabitants of the underground world, some of the orcs on the surface gritted their teeth and shouted, "I'm prepared too!"

But Kuku shook his head; he could tell that their "awareness" was not enough.

"No rush." ​​There is only one copy of this inheritance, and the decision will be made at the very end.

In fact, Kuku doesn't really care about this power. For him, his "knowledge" and "research results" are what he truly inherits.

He compiled a considerable amount of notes and content, which he recorded while assessing the students' levels. He would then pass on some of the knowledge and notes to suitable individuals.

He's not in a hurry; it would be better if the legacy could be passed on, but it doesn't matter if it can't. Many like him have been buried in the ruins of history, and the world can continue to move forward even without someone.

The candidates were driven mad by Kuku's clones, but the knights were relatively idle, having given up on the inheritance from the very beginning. Except for Princess Dania, who was still studying hard and had no intention of giving up.

Princess was probably the busiest; she was communicating and learning with Kuku while also whispering to Sallyman.

As the night deepened, her expression changed the most frequently and complexly. It seemed that the situation in both places was quite bad.

Sallyman kept glancing up, and even whispered to Dania, presumably about Rean and Kuku.

Before Kuku, there was absolutely no hiding.

Perhaps no one would have guessed that this little thing that followed young Rean around like a doll was actually a true ancient sage!
The fact that he would follow Rean, coupled with the secret method for awakening dragon language spells that Rean had previously provided, also confirms that Rean is indeed not quite normal.

"That potion must have been provided by Sage Kuku, who is also a dragon."

This seems to suggest that Rean's relationship with the spirits is unusual; he doesn't even hide his "privileges."

"He may now be the executor and spokesperson of the Hall of Heroes. I will not lose! Our competition is far from over." Very well, Princess Dania was still full of energy and still unwilling to admit defeat.

However, she also learned the information that Rean wanted her to know, which would give Rean, the "representative," some assurance.

What was supposed to be a trial night was completely disrupted by Kuku's unconventional approach.

This batch of inheritors of heroic spirits doesn't seem like life-or-death competitors, but rather like classmates facing the "most difficult college entrance examination in history."

The college entrance exam examiner, Kuku, is simply outrageous.

Compared to these new eras, the weight of the great sages is far too heavy, and the knowledge accumulated over those years is almost infinite.

If you're a spellcaster, you'll be tested on magic; if you're an alchemist, you'll be tested on potions and alchemy; he can even communicate with you and provide guidance on druidry, curses, sorcery, mind magic, and sorcery.

Because of the huge gap in skill levels between the two sides, these candidates worked hard for half the night, but still couldn't figure out whether Kuku was satisfied or dissatisfied with them.

With such significant side effects, how many people would dare to gamble on a hero's ability once they've calmed down?

First, Kuku made it clear that the surgery had a chance of failure, and that the chance was not low.

Most importantly, this ability is clearly more suitable for studying whether, apart from those few alchemists, other people are really willing to pay the price of schizophrenia and multiple personality disorder.

Even young alchemists, who haven't yet realized the limits of their abilities and lifespans, are they willing to gamble their lives so early with the idea that "it's okay to take it slow"?
Even if you can cast multiple spells? How much magic do you have? How many hands do you have? How far can you develop this ability?

Perhaps, as this great sage said, the ability itself is not so great, because the key is the "hundreds of years of sage-level knowledge" generated by this ability.

Of course, Kuku's crazy appearance was also a major factor in discouraging them. They still don't think Kuku is a kobold.

After all, the impression of the kobolds as a stupid and low-intelligence race was too deeply ingrained.

Rather than believing that the Great Sage was a kobold, they preferred to imagine that the Red Dragon Sage split off a kobold personality and eventually became the dominant personality.

Kuku didn't realize it; he was quite pleased that the students hadn't admitted their mistake and continued to refer to him as Kuku.

Rean, who controlled the dream, heard everything clearly from the whispered discussion.

Of course, Rean didn't miss Suliman and Dania's private chat either; in a sense, that was the focus of the night.

During this process, Rean was also pleased that Suliman had not forgotten to pass on the information that "there are traitors of the Beast Order within the Shield of the Church."

Dania's shocked and exasperated expression was quite amusing, proving that her efforts in leaking the information to Sallyman were worthwhile.

The first night ended amidst this frenzied competition and extra lessons.
"Uh, it seems like this is my first night off." In the previous nights, Kuku had been dreaming about Rean, but this time he actually relaxed for a whole night.

But he soon realized he was too happy.

"Bang!" The door was suddenly slammed open.

A giant snake appeared uninvited and pounced on him, her pure, pretty face without makeup pressing down on him, all the snake eyes on the tips of her hair staring at him.

Overwhelmed with anxiety, Suliman even unconsciously greeted someone with a snake wrapped around her.

"You, you explain yourself clearly, what exactly is going on?! Is the Great Sage real? Where is he? You, you've lied to me about something else!" Her anxiety seemed to stem from something more.

"No, I didn't lie to you, you just didn't ask." Rean was as honest as ever.

"Well, as for His Excellency the Great Sage, he... oh, is playing cards with your aunt. He lost again and is jumping on the table trying to get out of paying his debt."

(End of this chapter)