Chapter 12: Chapter 12: Meeting an Old Friend
"Ugh..." Miss Jessica drawled dejectedly, her entire demeanor dulled by a shade.
"Well then, let's begin today's game," she said with a smile, instantly reverting to her usual gentle and flawless demeanor.
Team assignment required: two-player dungeon, two-in-one mode.
The flickering mist quickly took shape, revealing an old academy materializing on the screen.
[Old Ruins - ■■ka■■k Academy Unlocked]
[As a mystic who has wandered into this place, please locate the only exit.]
[Though this sealed space is stable, it's not suitable for long-term human survival.]
[Level adjustment activated.]
"Need me to do anything?" Miss Mila appeared, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.
After the level adjustment, Mila had shed her heavy traveler's cloak, donning a well-fitted black suit instead, revealing her transcended form.
The impeccably dressed young lady chuckled softly, exuding an air of elegance, reliability, and mystery.
"Flames may scorch the earth, but they cannot destroy the palace of thought." Miss Jessica's character wore flame-colored robes, her gaze steady and determined.
Ash Singer - Teris
Milo glanced at the opponent's attributes - a survival-focused support character. While clearly fictional, traces of real inspiration could be seen.
This made Milo increasingly want to greet Lester's abdomen with a rock-hard fist. Having learned combat in the Chaos Zone, his technique was professional enough to maximize pain with equal damage!
...So when referencing others, they do a complete overhaul, but when referencing me, they just change the gender and slap on a new skin, huh!
But should a survival-focused character be chosen for an exploration-type dungeon? Milo thought that mechanics seemed more important than raw stats in this game.
However, he wasn't worried about his character being unsuitable - even as a gender-bent card, all the omnipotent attributes would still be there.
The three traits - Apprentice, Traveler, and Record Keeper - maxed out Miss Mila's adaptability, not to mention this was her twice-transcended card.
Miss Mila's first transcendence passive enhanced evasion, while her second transcendence passive granted combat continuation. Though it was somewhat disappointing not to have the third transcendence's exclusive passive "Veil" that prioritized targeting others - such a devious skill - the current dual-transcendence stats were sufficient.
Moreover... he himself was the original author of this dungeon's first draft.
As a companion player, Milo immediately directed his character to the library and archives - an aggressive but risky choice.
He didn't care about winning or losing; it was all about having fun.
Miss Jessica naturally headed toward low information density areas like the playground and cafeteria. Whether for building resistance or improving adaptability, these were optimal paths.
She planned to visit the dormitory after these two locations, if available, then make her way to the shop.
Afterward, she would head to either the assembly hall or the teaching building, whichever was closer, gathering all possible aids before seeking the exit route.
Though there weren't enough survival resources for extended use, there was ample time to thoroughly explore the entire map. Early accumulation could significantly reduce the difficulty of later judgment checks.
The mystical arts guided her fate's anchor toward victory - this was the confidence unique to the astrologer class.
But there's a saying: even divine power can't overcome destiny.
In the game world, the position of destiny was naturally occupied by the administrator.
No matter how much you grind, whale, or gather the power of three aspects, you ultimately can't resist an admin's direct backend data modification.
On the screen opposite to Jessica, Milo had already triggered the first judgment check.
In her base state, Mila would be devastatingly vulnerable to such late-game checks, yet her innate traits of adaptability, survival, and evasion left her a glimmer of hope.
Not much - counting mental fortitude, affinity, aptitude, compatibility, and other essential conditions, it was just over ten checks.
Various judgment tools took turns - coins, four-sided dice, six-sided dice, twelve-sided dice - and the requirements weren't simply about comparing numbers, but incorporated concepts like odd-even, multiples, and prime numbers. In short, the probability of completing it was extremely low.
"Ah, Mr. Tom, you're looking quite precarious now. Would you like me to bestow some luck enhancement?" Miss Jessica's smile was animated - watching newcomers fall into traps was a favorite pastime of veteran players.
Of course, the offer to enhance luck was genuine - after all, what if Milo learned to be careful next time after getting instantly eliminated this round?
Faced with Miss Jessica's goodwill, Milo naturally chose to decline. After all, this was a game developed by that trickster for entertainment.
Though that guy was mostly a riddler who spoke in puzzles for fun, one thing was certainly true.
Lester Mune, wielding authority with a mortal body, one of fewer than ten miracles of the current era.
His authority was named Analysis and Deduction.
Within observation, no accidents exist.
Nothing involving that guy could be coincidental, let alone first having his gender-bent card appear, followed immediately by a scenario he personally designed. Such coincidences... that guy must be watching this place.
So Milo shook his head with a smile, speaking in a joking tone: "It's fine, I trust my luck won't be that thin. If I really can't succeed, then it must be the game designer's fault."
Following the rule of whoever errs takes responsibility, he'd go beat up that guy who watched but didn't help another day.
For someone with the Authority of Analysis and Deduction, even requirements made in one's heart counted. If unsatisfied, just go ahead and fight.
After all, that guy's perspective was much broader and farther than everyone else's. You might wrongly accuse him of one thing, but he's definitely done many devious things to you at times you don't know about.
This was the consensus from the Celestial Voice Council back then. It showed just how abnormally powerful that riddler's authority was.
Moreover, it was a permanent passive authority that couldn't be turned off - how could he not know?
"Alright then, try it yourself." Miss Jessica winked, resting her chin on her hands as she watched the opposite side. Her expression gradually crumbled.
[Thirteen-Layer Verification Passed, Your Outcome: Unharmed]
The originally ink-black shadow had transformed into an approachable character.
A young man, handsome and refined, wore a simple robe and a monocle over his right eye. He smiled while greeting Milo.
[Hello there, outsider. I am the administrator here, Aleister.]
End of Chapter