The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 294 I couldn't help but hum

"Waves in waves, waves in waves... The scenery is beautiful on a sunny day, the flowers are red and the grass is green, I run forward happily——"

Old Tang was running around in a high-profile manner among the magnificent mountains and rivers conjured up by his thought system. The astonishingly growing green vegetation sprouted emerald green branches and tender leaves from both sides of the mountain road, but was then passed by the figure with long eyebrows and a leisurely and cheerful look.

“——You will never grow old even if you have traveled all over the green mountains!”

He was now filled with joy and couldn't help but humming.

Even though his good brother Emiya has become rich, he has not forgotten himself. The problem of recruiting people for Atlas Academy, which had troubled Old Tang for a long time, can now be arranged clearly by Emiya with just one phone call, so he doesn't have to pay attention to Norton's nagging. It feels great!

Dengdengdeng.

Old Tang suddenly frowned and stopped his cheerful steps.

He glanced forward, gazing intently, only to see a familiar figure blocking the road at the foot of the mountain. The figure didn't seem to be paying attention to him, instead concentrating on the ethereal landscape of mountains and rivers conjured by his thoughts... This wasn't the point; the point was...

The other person actually looks exactly like me!
"Hey! Who are you, you monster? I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"

Old Tang mustered up his courage and shouted loudly to threaten the other party. He had one hand behind his back. As long as the other party dared to move, he would immediately call his good brother Emiya to come over and beat the other party half to death.

"Idiot, I am you and you are me!" He said it as if anyone was a human being!
Norton, who was standing at the intersection, was originally leaning sideways. When he heard Old Tang's stupid words, he felt he could no longer tolerate them and turned his head to curse.

"Ah? It's really you!" Old Tang and Norton are two sides of the same coin, so without resorting to other means, Old Tang was able to confirm that this guy was Norton's real body. He scanned Norton's body with his eyes in disbelief:
"...When did you get out? No, how did you get out?"

Old Tang thought to himself, if you could free yourself and act alone, why would the two of us have to squeeze into the same body and suffer like taking turns in prison?

"Humph," Norton said with disdain.

For some reason, although they are the same person, they always dislike each other when they are alone together. Old Tang was complaining that Norton was rigid and a otaku, too serious like a stinky stone in a pit, and also a perverted brother-con.

Norton also felt that Old Tang was uneducated and not hardworking enough, liked to lie down and enjoy himself, was habitually short-sighted, and was full of shortcomings. He would rather he had never existed. This spiritual aspect of humanity was simply his own mobile black history.

"I've been here for so long, and yet I still haven't figured out the true nature of this space? Simply put, this is a spiritual realm similar to the Nibelungen. The unit of measurement here isn't the individual, but rather the spiritual will and consciousness... Do you understand?"

Norton explained in a bad mood, and Old Tang finally understood, "So, this place is a variant of the Nibelungen?"

"It's just similar, but actually, it's not true. It's probably because of different purposes. This 'Nibelungen' is open-ended, accepting different consciousnesses and thoughts. And most of them are not qualified to see the scenery at the core of this thought disk like you and me."

"..."

Old Tang pondered for a long time, then suddenly slapped his head and said:
"Hey! Isn't this that... membership platform? You're talking about the difference between ordinary users and VIP users. And the reason we can get in here is because Lord Wa has the secret key for high-level VIP and even super administrator permissions!"

"I see. This is what the Thought Disk is about, right? Practicing that Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation technique can elevate one's consciousness, strengthen the Thought Disk, and then feed back to the user, allowing them to continuously gain higher user privileges and advance their magic to a higher level!"

As Old Tang was talking, he finally realized what Wa was planning. This girl was amazing. She could be said to have established a large system and platform that promoted each other and was endless. As long as it could develop in a healthy way, this set of thought magic had a bright future!
Norton looked at Old Tang with unexpected respect, "So, you still have a brain?"

Old Tang: “…” Bastard, what’s with that uncertain tone of yours? You actually look down on me so much!

I'm not that silly kid next door, Fenrir, the King of Earth and Mountains. I'm just too lazy to use my brain to study and research!

Norton then continued, "Now that you understand the ins and outs of this, it's easy to explain... Then let me ask you, do you want to escape and at the same time gain access to this thought disk's advanced permissions?"

Old Tang frowned. Is there such a good thing in the world?
Could this old wall lamp be trying to trick me?

Norton endured the inexplicably suspicious gazes and felt his temples bulge. "Do you have any self-awareness at all? Is there anything about you that's worth my coveting at this point? Could it be that abandoned brain that's been disused for so long and is about to fall into disrepair?"

The two of them were originally one. Norton knew Old Tang very well and even knew his underwear clearly.

He certainly didn't do this to help Old Tang. He did it primarily to help himself, to save himself time by getting rid of Old Tang, "a burden who wasn't adapted to lab life."

Originally, it should be easy to do this. Dragon Kings who are good at alchemy are basically familiar with soul operations. Norton has conducted in-depth research on heroic spirits, and has also made an "Attila Spirit Base" for Xia Mi and developed spirit particle technology. There is almost nothing that can stump him.

The only trouble is that Old Tang is not a separate soul, but is one with Norton, and they are different spiritual aspects of the same soul.

This means that Norton needs to recreate a container from scratch...

However, now that he had this thing that could directly carry the thought disk, Norton felt that it was not impossible to achieve a two-pronged goal quickly and effectively.

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The hissing breeze was like a series of low harmonious sounds of a zither, brushing against the crevices of the torso where the clothes were rubbing against it. The fragrance mixed with sweat and some indescribable smell blew into the air.

"……what?"

However, at a certain moment, the snake body of Wa suddenly became limp and loose, and the body that was originally tightly wrapped around Emiya fell back to the ground. The gentle expression on her face, as if she was intoxicated by the sensual sounds, disappeared, and she stared at the things in Emiya's pocket.

Emiya realized that the cell phone in his pocket seemed to be making a big fuss, and before he could completely take it out, a purple-haired figure rushed out from the window of the cell phone!
"Mmm! BB is finally free!" The uniformed BB stood with her chest out and hands on her hips, revealing a figure that Wazhu may never be able to match in her life, and a happy expression with a suspicious blush lingering on her face.

"What the hell is that suspicious blush?! It's clearly Emiya-senpai's shamelessness, flirting and being overly intimate with the opposite sex in public. In this country, that's dangerous enough that the woman could report him to the police for rape and send him to jail!"

BB talked for a long time, and finally revealed the reason why he suddenly showed up between the lines - it turned out that he was spying on Emiya on the phone, and found that Junjun was like a light bulb, so he couldn't stand it.

Wazhu raised an eyebrow, "This isn't a public place, and you're Emiya's...?"

"Hey! The most adorable BB-chan in the universe is Emiya-senpai's only demon-type AI junior!"

“…What a long adjective.”

Wa looked at Emiya, who sighed softly and briefly explained the situation to Wa who was confused.

"...I see. It's a 'cell phone spirit', a combination of electronic technology and Western alchemy techniques."

Wazhu has always had her own unique understanding of AI. The fact that she is now developing a thought disk similar to cloud computing may be because she has been paying attention to the cutting-edge skills of the secret party Norma before, and has been imitating the combination of alchemy and technology.

BB clapped his hands. "Enough of the small talk. Two more visitors are coming back from the foot of the mountain."

"Old Tang?" Emiya reacted. "No, two of you?"

When Wazhu looked carefully at the end of the mountain road, she saw another identical figure beside Old Tang.

"Norton?"

Emiya beside him also noticed it and hurriedly explained to Wa.

"He is a real dragon." After hearing Emiya's answer, Wa's pupils suddenly shrank.

What Westerners call pure-blooded dragons are called true dragons in the East. Moreover, Lord Wa has dealt with the King of Bronze and Fire before.

The Baidi City built by Norton during the Han Dynasty was captured by the coalition forces of the Shenzhou aristocratic families when Liu Xiu entered Sichuan.

"..."

Norton lagged slightly behind Old Tang, clearly aware that his public appearance here was somewhat inappropriate. To be honest, he had no ambition to conquer the Central Plains. After establishing Baidi City, he and his brother basically stayed there in a secluded corner until they were attacked by the Han army and began to fight back... Two thousand years have passed, and these historical facts cannot be forgotten.

However, in order to get rid of Old Tang, this sticky burden, as quickly as possible, Norton decided to take the initiative to speak to show his sincerity and put forward his own ideas.

"...So that's how it is. Let Old Tang connect here and become one of the consciousnesses of the thought disk?" With Emiya's explanation, Wa gradually clarified the relationship between Old Tang and Norton. In front of Emiya, the two sides could not have any more disputes, so Wa patiently thought about Norton's statement.

According to current information estimates, as a spiritual person at the Dragon King level, Old Tang can at least be one of the candidates to obtain the authority of the thought key pattern.

Despite its frail human form, the Dragon King possesses a remarkably strong spirit. Unlike short-lived creatures, it can disregard the passage of millennia and even hatch mythical creatures, including adult and hyper-evolved forms... This wouldn't be possible without a powerful spiritual foundation.

After Old Tang obtained this authority, combined with his own spiritual scale, he was equivalent to a living immortal. It would be no problem for him to create a body for himself or even a clone similar to the Yangshen Taoism... The premise is that Old Tang is willing to work hard to learn.

"...It sounds feasible, but, what good will it do me?"

Norton was prepared for Wa's question. "I have thoroughly examined this thought disk. It functions perfectly... but it has a fatal flaw."

"what?"

"performance."

Norton's insight was piercing, and he immediately pointed out the flaws of the initial version of the Thought Disk. "...To put it in human terms, the 'server' used to operate the Thought Disk was inadequate. While it might be fine for a small area, scaling it to the entire continent is utterly impossible."

"But coincidentally, I have better skills."

Norton had long discovered the limitations of traditional alchemical calculation functions, so he began to develop lepton technology, because the target he set for the lepton calculation machine was to calculate the entire world and calculate the future of the world.

Wazhu heard that Norton was extending an olive branch. She hesitated for a second and looked at Emiya.

She believed that Wei Gong's vision was correct, but the thought process involved the future of the entire Zhou family and even all the families in Shenzhou. Personal trust and the decision-making of major matters could not be confused.

BB suddenly interrupted and said, "In that case, how about using a little coercion to maintain a trusting relationship between the two parties?"

After saying that, he poked Emiya with a smile.

“…Oh yeah, there’s that one too.”

Emiya immediately understood the contract system.

He originally planned to use this to gather as many key confidants as possible. Coincidentally, the developers of the Thought Disk and the dean of the Atlas Academy were gathered here.

This is a great opportunity for us to unite (with Zhensheng)!

It’s a good opportunity to sign a contract, make more friends and fewer enemies, kill three birds with one stone!
"Lord Wa, the so-called contract is..."

"Oh! Of course there's no problem if it's Shirou." Wa didn't hesitate at all when facing Emiya, and gently placed her bleeding palm against Emiya.

"..."

Only Norton watched the conversation between the two men and women coldly and frowned.

Of course he knew what the so-called contract was, and the one that belonged to Emiya seemed to be a blood covenant contract learned from Jörmungandr. The weird content of the servant-like contract made him feel a little uncomfortable.

What is Jörmungandr doing... Does she have any maid hobbies?

Norton never expected that the real truth was that Xia Mi herself was backfired by the contract and became Emiya's maid.

His cautious demeanor saved him from danger. "I can also sign a contract, but I'd rather use a paper employment-style contract."

Norton waved his hand, and several pieces of paper with the contract contents written on them fell from the air and flew into the hands of Wa and the "mediator" Emiya respectively.

"These are considered letters of authorization from the Atlas Institute. Holding these will allow the Atlas Institute to provide unconditional technical support once."

"..." Emiya pinched the edge of the paper with his fingers and began to wonder if he had any talent to be a high-level intermediary or channel dealer.

It feels like I didn't do anything, but I got the permission of the thought disk (with Wazhu, it is equivalent to having the highest authority) and the power of attorney from Ayuan for nothing.

While the three were negotiating, Old Tang gradually began to look at the scenery and browse his phone out of boredom. He didn't care about any magic or secret techniques, as long as he could get rid of Norton.

Suddenly, his phone rang, attracting the attention of everyone present. Old Tang looked unembarrassed as he clicked on the notification message:

"Hey, the applicants have contacted me? So fast?... Oh my god, there are so many resumes, over a hundred people!?"

Old Tang knew that he had embellished the recruitment conditions for the Atlas Institute, but any normal person should be able to see how "unique" the environment underground in the Sahara Desert is, right?

I didn’t expect... there are actually so many weird otakus in this world!

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At Kassel College, Finkel had no idea that he had escaped the equipment department's sneaky revenge because of a recruitment advertisement from Atlas College.

He had already completed all the credits and was free and relaxed. He had just used the school's A-level student credit card to buy a bunch of delicious restaurant food, then hummed a little tune while eating a rotating hot pot, and devoured several large plates of Australian lobster with ice-cold beer, until his stomach was full and bloated.

"Hiccup~!"

Finkel wiped his mouth and left the school cafeteria. He took out a toothpick and started picking his teeth while walking. He also gave what he thought was a handsome and perfect smile to the sweet junior school girl who passed by...but the latter's expression was often as if she had encountered a big bear that was about to eat, and she fled away "shyly".

Hey, the girls in the academy are still a little immature... When it comes to passionate and hot beauties, it has to be Cuba, so he chose to be assigned to the Cuban branch of the Executive Department after graduation.

Thinking of this, Finkel couldn't help but hum for his bright future.

The scenery on a sunny day is beautiful, and these peaceful days are so wonderful——

"A-level student Fingel von Flins," Norma's friendly voice suddenly rang on his phone. "Please come to the library. Your mentor, Nicholas Flamel, will be providing guidance on your graduation assignment. This guidance is very important, so please don't miss it."

Holy shit!

Wouldn't this old man interfere with my graduation intentions?!

Finkel suddenly felt an ominous premonition deep in his heart, and regardless of his bloating stomach, he ran quickly towards the library.

He once again recalled the obscene expression on the old night watchman's face when he was reading the pornographic magazine... Damn it, every time he thought about it, he wanted to spank the old guy's butt with his stinky leather boots!

Thirty seconds later, Finkel finally saw the night watchman with a beer belly, and... Principal Ange with a not-so-good look on his face!

So he swallowed back the trash talk he was about to say to the Night Watchman, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger.

What the hell? This is giving me a serious sense of déjà vu… The last time I sent him to participate in the Holy Grail War, it was similar to this situation.

(End of this chapter)