Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 578 Madness
This night was destined to be difficult.

The trainees were forbidden from leaving the camp, but they didn't stay idle. They tried every means to find out information, hoping to obtain the questions for the instructors' assessment.

Knowing the exam questions and being prepared can increase the chances of success.

If the assessment questions are too difficult or not suitable for you, you can give up early and choose another mentor you like. There is no need to put all your eggs in one basket.

While gathering information, the trainees also began to form cliques.

A student can bring one helper.

If students have the same preferred mentors, then cooperating with each other can greatly increase the success rate of becoming an apprentice.

Once the apprenticeship is successful, there isn't much difference between a student and an assistant.

The supervisor will not treat them differently.

As a result, top-performing students became highly sought-after.

Of the 1751 trainees, three have already become kings, and five are half-step kings.

These eight people became the objects of the trainees' flattery.

It's safe to say that as long as you latch onto their coattails, you're guaranteed to win the mentor competition effortlessly.

"Brother Zhou, can you take me with you this time? As long as I successfully become your apprentice, I will follow your lead."

Xie Yixiao bowed slightly in front of the young man, speaking somewhat humbly.

As one of the top ten All-Stars and the number one Thunder Mage in the Glory League, he has always been the object of his teammates' flattery and fawning.

Even coaches and club executives in the league treat him with great respect.

Even Ye Xing, the top player in the league, took good care of him.

This was the first time he had ever felt so humble.

Seeing that Brother Zhou remained unmoved, Xie Yixiao's smile remained unchanged as he took out a card from his pocket: "Brother Zhou, there are two hundred million in this card, which is my savings from my career."

Faced with Xie Yixiao's flattery and bribery, the young man called Brother Zhou shook his head slightly and refused directly, saying, "Yixiao, you were Chen Junhao's helper from the beginning. If he doesn't help you, why should I?"

Xie Yixiao gave an awkward smile and didn't continue the conversation.

Despite feeling humiliated, he made one last effort: "Brother Zhou, I helped you with the pension contract negotiations with Juxing three years ago. Please consider it a favor."

"Haha."

Before Xie Yixiao could finish speaking, Zhou Nan interrupted him with a smile, his voice tinged with sarcasm: "I do appreciate your help with the contract back then. It's true that the price increased a lot because of you. But didn't I also serve as your substitute for two years? And do you think that little bit of help and two hundred million can compare to the opportunity to become king?"

After saying that, Zhou Nan looked at Xie Yixiao.

Xie Yixiao dared not look directly into the other person's eyes. His expression was stiff, and he could no longer maintain a forced smile. As Zhou Nan turned to leave, he silently watched him go.

"You ungrateful bastard."

Xie Yixiao muttered to himself.

One by one, these guys who are inferior to me, just because they've cultivated for a few more years and are a bit stronger, they start to act arrogantly in front of me.

The worst one is Chen Junhao.

Chen Junhao wants to become Gustav's apprentice.

Gusta is not only an extraordinary powerhouse, but also the world's number one berserker. There must be many people who want to become his apprentice. Even Chen Junhao is not absolutely confident that he can pass the test.

To increase his chances of becoming an apprentice, he chose to cooperate with others and did not hesitate to kick him out.

"Damn the officials, damn the competition rules! If they can be reorganized, why did they even set up accomplices in the first place?"

After grumbling for a while, Xie Yixiao calmed down and embarked on the journey to find partners again.

Although he was repeatedly rejected and humiliated, what did this humiliation matter compared to the chance to become king?

As long as I become king, everything will be worth it.

Although Zhou Nan was a dog, he wasn't wrong. Compared to the opportunity to become king, the little bit of affection they had back then was indeed insignificant.

The students are frustrated, and some of the instructors are also frustrated.

The faculty dormitory area.

inside the room.

Alice and Betty, the black woman, were studying the students' information. They had been studying for five or six hours from morning till night, and they hadn't even eaten dinner.

The students were very familiar with the mentors' information, after all, more than half of the 37 mentors were well-known figures.

Those who didn't know much about it have gained a general understanding through today's self-introductions and demonstrations of secret techniques.

However, the instructors were not very clear about the students' information.

With a total of 1751 trainees, it's impossible to get to know each one in depth, and the information provided is only the basic information given by the official sources.

"I can't watch anymore, my eyes hurt and my head hurts too."

Betty complained, tossing aside the documents in her hand, then looked at Alice and said listlessly, "You really think you can design the best exam questions just by looking at some documents?"

Alice ignored her friend's complaints and continued her serious study.

She wanted to select outstanding students through the assessment questions. But she also knew that the initiative was not in her hands.

"Let's eat first. There's no need to watch anymore. Good students will all take the Emperors as their mentors. If it were you or me, it would be the same. Fifteen Emperors have already selected 450 students. The remaining ones will prioritize freaks like Clark, and only consider us last."

Betty continued to strike.

Alice frowned and reluctantly put down the documents in her hand.

The facts are just as Betty said.

They are not emperors.

Even among the top players in the game, their strength and skills are not among the absolute best.

Betty is alright, she's a high-ranking Spirit King, while she's only a mid-ranking Spirit King, truly at the bottom.

Her secret technique, [Second Incarnation], seems powerful, possessing the abilities of an extraordinary being. However, in the eyes of most people, this technique is somewhat cumbersome, requiring them to abandon the path of the Martial Emperor, and is not attractive at all.

With her skills, secret techniques, and even family background, she's at the bottom of the list. How could she possibly attract top students?

Not only had Alice not figured out the exam questions, she didn't even know who to give the three invitation cards to.

She didn't have any connections.

Although many forces contacted her today, wanting to buy an invitation card at a good price, that money held no appeal for her.

She looked at the student's information provided by the other party, and found that their strength and talent were both average. The probability of such a student becoming a king was not high.

Even if she becomes a king, she will only be an ordinary king, which will not help her at all.

Even without looking at the information, it's easy to guess that truly capable people, or exceptionally talented students, wouldn't spend a lot of money to buy invitation cards.

Even if you were to look for her, you shouldn't.

"Never mind all that. If all else fails, just give the money to the three who offered the highest bids and make some money first," Betty said.

Alice looked helpless: "You know, I don't lack money. I didn't become a mentor for money."

Just as Betty was about to speak, her gaze suddenly turned to the door, as did Alice's. Both of them looked somewhat tense, with the latter even revealing a hint of fear.

"he came."

Alice's expression turned serious, and even her breathing became heavy.

"knock knock"

There was a knock on the door.

"Betty, you go back first."

Alice stood up, then turned to Betty and said.

Betty hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

"No need. Although we are no match for him, he will be less likely to act if I am here."

"Knock knock knock knock knock!!"

The knocking grew more urgent and louder, and even the energy fluctuations in the air began to vibrate violently.

When Alice opened the door, a man appeared before her.

The man was two meters tall, with a Western face, thin features, red hair, and red eyes. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and black vest—a very formal outfit, as if he were about to attend a grand concert. However, what clashed with his attire was the black tattoo on his face, resembling a sacrificial symbol, giving him an aura of coldness and malevolence.

When the door opened, his gaze swept over Alice, making no attempt to hide his admiration and possessiveness.

In his eyes, Alice was exceptionally beautiful at night. Her already fair skin appeared almost translucent against her black dress, and her fiery red eyes, like his, were extremely rare—this was why he had been captivated by her at their first meeting. Her long brown hair swayed gently with her curvaceous figure, arousing a strong desire in him.

"Hello, Emperor Solomon."

Alice suppressed her fear and disgust and greeted them.

She wanted to close the door immediately, and she wanted to kill the person in front of her, but she didn't dare, and she was powerless to do so.

Because the man before them was none other than Alfonso, one of the 15 royal mentors this time.

The Mad Alfonso.

"You have friends?"

Alfonso asked, glancing at Betty inside the room.

When Alfonso stared at her, Betty instinctively looked away.

"Could you leave for a moment? I need to speak with Alice."

Alfonso asked.

Betty wanted to refuse and protect her friend, but her body betrayed her, and she slowly walked out of the room.

Before leaving, she glanced at Alice, her eyes filled with remorse.

Alice smiled at her friend, indicating that there was no need to worry, and then turned and went into the room.

Alfonso entered the room, gently closed the door, and saw the bed covered with student files. He smiled and asked, "Have you chosen your students? Who are you planning to give the three invitation cards to?"

Alice said, "It's not decided yet, it doesn't matter who gets it."

Alice replied dismissively.

She wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible and get Alfonso out of her room.

Alfonso could sense Alice's perfunctory attitude, but he wasn't angry.

"I heard that you volunteered to become a mentor?"

Alfonso asked.

"Correct."

Alice answered, and what seemed like a simple question gave her a bad feeling.

Alfonso paced back and forth in the room, his gaze fixed on Alice's eyes as if observing something. After a while, he smiled and said:
"You're not planning to use those students, or the forces behind them, to get back at me, are you?"

Alice trembled slightly and shook her head, saying, "I have no such thought. You are the emperor."

Seeing that Alfonso remained silent, Alice continued, "I just wanted to make some money; we're running out of resources lately."

"If you need resources, come to me, I have them."

Seeing Alice's somewhat frightened expression, Alfonso stopped and chuckled softly:

"Whether you have these thoughts or not, it doesn't matter to me. I like you, so I'm giving you three years to prepare. There are still nine months left until our three-year agreement."

Alice remained silent.

Alfonso's seemingly gentlemanly words made no attempt to conceal the underlying threat.

The Madman Alfonso's nickname comes not only from his secret technique [the Demon Body], but also from his personality and style of doing things.

At their first meeting, Alfonso confessed his love to her.

She did not agree.

So Alfonso killed her boyfriend.

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, Alice was certain he was the murderer.

After that, several of her male friends who had been in contact with her died unexpectedly.

Now, Alice is too afraid to have any contact with any men.

They didn't even dare to speak.

In order to save herself and get rid of Alfonso, she created the secret technique "Second Incarnation" and volunteered to become the mentor of the King's Plan, but she did not expect that he would also come.

Alice understood that if she didn't compromise in nine months, her family would also be in trouble.

Alfonso will do everything in his power to get her to compromise.

Even if she commits suicide, he will not stop.

He is a madman.

A mentally unstable madman.

There's no reasoning with such a powerful madman.

"Looking forward to tomorrow's assessment."

After saying this, Alfonso gently approached, and as Alice trembled, he lightly kissed her cheek and whispered:

"Remember, you are mine!"

(End of this chapter)