<831 – The Unknown Aggression (6)>
Most of the good-natured professors were clueless about the secrets of Oknodie’s attacks.
Thanks to either experiencing death in their first encounter with Oknodie or choosing death themselves, they suffered from memory loss.
Thus, they made a reasonable conclusion.
What’s the first thing that comes to mind about the Foundation’s characteristics?
Scary beings that are everywhere.
Beings that have no secrets.
Combining these traits leads to the following conclusion.
They must have weaknesses that we can exploit!
“Your wicked tricks from last time won’t work this time. My family is already safely relocated to a hideout supported by the Academy, so your threats are useless!”
“Oh. If the Academy has a hideout, then a family like yours can go to a safe house equivalent to a level two classified facility! Could it be a cave dwelling in the Cheonryeong Mountain Range?”
“What!! You knew that too?!”
As the magic engineering professor Chaaku fell into a shock at the thought that his family’s hideout had been exposed, the other professors also began to feel uneasy.
“Could it be that you asked the principal to penetrate the laboratory’s entrance blockers and sneak into the sealed off lab…?”
“If it’s a dimensional sealing spell that the principal frequently uses, it must be a beast dimension! That territory is strict about hierarchy, and the principal is the strongest beast, right?”
“No!! The concealed dimension of the laboratory has already been discovered by the Foundation!!!”
With every word that came out, Oknodie perfectly grasped the means and locations each professor had hidden away to protect their valuable assets in preparation for Oknodie’s threats!
In the first encounter, they hadn’t even mentioned their weaknesses, but now the professors were spilling their guts about them, bragging about stuff they knew, and Oknodie’s pure heart shone through, while the professors quaked in fear.
“I am sorry, everyone. If we engage in combat, my family could be murdered, or decades of my long research might turn to ashes…”
“No, we understand.”
“The evil one is that wicked Dark Princess, not you all.”
With a scarlet three-foot tongue, Oknodie neutralized no less than ten professors even before the fighting began!
Fearing that their weaknesses would be discovered or that raising a conversation would lead to being exposed, the professors went on the offensive without any effective dialogue.
Swish!
Summoning a few Soul Weapons, they called upon supportive equipment to launch stored magic circles or cast body enhancement spells, aiming to showcase their superhuman physiques.
In response, Oknodie, adjusting her countermeasures on the fly, tilted her head in confusion.
Crackle!
Zzzzt!
Boom!
Even though she hadn’t done anything yet, some Soul Weapons suddenly broke down or malfunctioned, causing peculiar explosions all on their own.
Unbeknownst to Oknodie, who had only imprinted the names of the Old Gods in the mental realm and thought her and the professors’ memories had vanished, but the remnants left in the world had not been lost, she readily assumed it was convenient.
The rule of 60, 30, 9.9, and 0.1.
A 60% ordinary probability, a 30% decent probability, a 9.9% rare probability, and a peculiar 0.1% chance.
She considered herself to have hit the luckiest odd of 0.1%.
Her overconfident assault bestowed simultaneous fear upon the professors.
Thus, the bizarre event that just occurred was an act carried out by Oknodie!
The Dark Princess Oknodie.
We hadn’t fully realized the fear inherent in that name!
‘Well, today I’m lucky enough that I don’t have to even utilize the powers of the Old Gods!’
Perhaps this was a fortunate situation for the professors as well. Because they were too frightened to seize the timing to push hard, Oknodie had entered into a fair contest of skills without employing her faith techniques.
“Professors, did you know? If a dimensional realm goes kaput, you can acquire this unique item called a dimensional stone, and if you consume it, you can raise your stat by 96 or above, or you could forgo that stat increase to unleash Grand Magic using the mana inside it!”
“Do not listen to her. The contest in the mental realm is determined by awareness and disturbances; it’s all about how quickly one can crumble the other’s mental fortitude.”
The professors understood how battles of spirit bodies unfolded.
That’s why they immediately cast defensive spells to cut off Oknodie’s words.
This was a colossal blunder derived from the fact that no professors had ever directly taught Oknodie.
What is Oknodie’s specialty?
Collecting Cooking Handbooks.
Picking up just about anything edible.
Playing well alone.
Tormenting villains.
Raising friends.
Making Titosso cry.
Among various traits, her standout talents were her unmatched Mana Technique and Mana Control.
The knowledge of techniques accumulated during the Mana All-In era and the pursuit of the ultimate path of magic had gifted her tremendous knowledge regarding techniques.
If the Supreme Mana Technique allowed her insight into spellcraft knowledge, the Supreme Mana Control permitted alteration and interference with spellcraft.
As a result, an endless stream of advice began to torment the professors.
[Wow! You really enjoy close combat, don’t you, Professor?]
[I love mixing rolling with other moves too!]
[Did you guys know? You can combine rolling with shooting!]
[By creating an artificial firing mechanism with mana and fulfilling the shooting conditions while launching your body, you can get a hot judgment!]
[If you separate the spell into multiple layers like a rocket while firing continuously, the power increases proportionally with speed, and if you add explosion spells to this, you’ll be upgraded to a human rocket build!]
[Wanna give it a try?]
While presenting improved combinations that were better than the techniques he used, Professor Tiger found it absurd, tempting, and scolded himself for needing to have confidence in his own techniques.
Professor Tiger’s body coordination assault technique, Close Combat Tank, also had plenty of strengths.
He was so solid that he could withstand not only blades but also firearms, and magic could bounce off him.
No matter what attack was launched, he would charge in straight and smash with his body, making him a literal close combat tank.
Even real tanks would be no match for artillery fire, but Professor Tiger’s close combat tank could withstand shells and magic while either creating distance until exhaustion or flying in the air, defending himself.
The problem was that the close combat tank build accelerated more and more over time.
If someone runs backward on land, it progressively becomes a horrifying reality as they get closer with screams until they end up getting squashed.
If they fly into the sky, the speed increases even more, charging up to leap high into the air with all their might.
When human speed reaches that level, the defensive magic shatters at the slightest brush, and the Grand Magic barrier gets pierced.
Yet, incredibly, Oknodie stood her ground, and no matter how fast Professor Tiger ran, no signs of catching up emerged.
Even though the speed was indeed accelerating, it seemed he would never catch up.
Feeling puzzled, he decreased the speed of his close combat tank while distributing his power to detect when a mind-blowing scene appeared before his eyes.
[Mana Charging Slot]
[Artificial Ground Belt]
[Auto Charging Shield]
Magic circles, which had never been laid before under his feet, were storing the running power from the ground, the ground belt rotated as it pushed forward with that power, and a shield was deployed to protect the rotating ground belt.
It was an infinite power treadmill built upon the foundation of the earth, tracking the power exerted by Professor Tiger.
Stunned at the sight, he slowed down, taking in the surroundings.
[Special Barrier]
All the professors were trapped in their infinite power devices interconnected to their respective techniques, working furiously like hamsters on a wheel!
[Wow, getting tired so soon?]
[How about taking this opportunity to abandon that old and inefficient build that has only been hell to you?]
[Honestly, how much effort have you expended just because you wanted to maintain your pride, Professor… Oh, not that I’m saying it’s you! I mean the assistants, other assistants. How much harder are they sweating?]
[Honestly, if you’re going to block improvements to your techniques, you need a proper physical spell system. Keeping a dilapidated spell means people go nuts when you threaten to punish them if they don’t comply!]
[Plus, even if that might suit you, there should be some flexibility for others. Sticking to unreasonable principles without considering the differences in learning capabilities among people will drive the geniuses to leave one after another!]
Since ancient times, the most annoying attack has been said to be the Fact Attack.
How potent were its effects that it would push monarchs into uncontrollable rage, making them execute the neck of a loyal minister?
In social life, blending in smoothly is essential, but the Fact Attack, which lacks nuance, scratches at the pride of those in power.
A foreign luxury car’s hood can be replaced with a mere expenditure of time and cost, but one cannot just swap out a person’s heart.
“Why are you doing this only to me!?”
[Uh? Did you really think you were getting special treatment, Professor?]
[Look over there! And there! And there too!]
As the frustrated cries of Professor Tiger echoed, Oknodie grew even more baffled, pointing at her doppelgängers.
Like personalized low-level education, the duplicates split from her main body donned different colored sunglasses obtained from the bag and brought out whips, branches, chopsticks, or even rebar, cracking the ground with playful strikes as if coaching.
Within the surroundings, doppelgängers of Oknodie sat in the audience, fanning a grill with some meat, getting hair braided by Ishtar, or training with Titosso while blowing referee whistles.
How on earth could her mental strength be so sturdy as to divide into a multitude of forms while conducting various actions seamlessly?
It was a chilling mental capability that only someone with multiple lifetimes could possess!
[By the way, is making Full Speed Running as a core function even correct? Of course, Full Speed Running is a superior function, and running is a higher function of sprinting, but this isn’t really some dual extremes we’re on, is it?]
[Honestly, you’re able to run so well because you have the hybrid speed of a hydra with nine hearts, but regarding your abilities as a professor… Oh, I’m not saying anything!]
[I’m absolutely not angry because I was forced to roll underneath a lousy professor, and I don’t think it’s unfair to the seniors who only realized they got suckered in by bloodline fraud when taking your class!]
But listening to that gave him a little itch.
The character “Chuan” (川) was inscribed on Professor Tiger’s forehead.
“I’m definitely going to catch you today…”
With a completely different intent, the pursuit began anew!
