It's weird to apply for Witch Academy as a boy

"It's about foolish dreams. I might need to borrow some... Oh, there's a dream device in the lab that Teacher Ji Niang got for me. They should be the same."

"Dream... Um, do you want me to accompany you?"

"I'm not sure... It's something related to the dean. I may not be able to take you with me, but it doesn't matter. It's just a small matter."

"Ok."

Bai Yu did not ask any more questions. Since it was a matter related to the dean, it would be impolite for her to force her involvement. Anyway, she was very satisfied with Xiaohan these days. Although she wanted to continue like this, she knew that it was impossible.

"Then I wish you good luck~"

"Don't worry~" I nodded and responded with a smile.

Now I understand that when a person really wants to accomplish something, there will be more people to help him.

It's as if at this moment I want to give real life to Yu Meng, even though this idea is very far-fetched, but it all has already begun. This is not just a trial mission for me alone, the dean also hopes that I will succeed. Even a stage-by-stage progress is a big step forward.

The layout is guided by the dean, the support is promoted by the script, and the ideas are realized by other extraordinary witches.

The matter of the dean completing the Great Spellbook has never been resolved, but it is not visible at the student level.

This topic has never stopped among the extraordinary witches, so I, who was at the center of the vortex of this incident, once again came into the sight of those extraordinary witches.

Some of them came to me to ask about the big spell book out of admiration for the dean, while others came directly to poach our talents, but were driven away by Teacher Ji Niang.

Of course, there were also teachers who came here because of my reputation, and some who had nothing better to do just came to take a look, and then pinched my face and left. It can be said that I still don’t quite understand the world of the extraordinary witch.

Of course, what I care more about is the placement of Yu Meng after he obtains the body, but now it seems that all the problems have been solved.

Among those extraordinary witches, or mentors, the identity of one of them surprised me. She was the one who gave me the Golden Cat Card at the beginning!

It was only at this moment that I realized that the person behind the Witch Cat Cafe was actually an extraordinary witch!

I always thought it was opened by a senior student at the Witch Academy, but I didn't expect it to be the work of an extraordinary witch.

I didn't communicate much with the extraordinary witch, but it was obvious that she could help me with the placement of Yu Meng.

The premise is that Yu Meng's body must at least have the appearance characteristics of a cat, which coincides with my idea.

When I asked her why she found me, she just said that the dean mentioned it to her... Well, this was also arranged by the dean.

I was originally worried about how to contact the person who could talk to Witch Cat Cafe or decide to cooperate, but now they have come to me directly.

Chapter 287: The means of transferring luck in dreams

"Xiao Han, why are you here?"

In the office 8405 of the teaching building, Ji Niang asked as she saw the figure appearing at the door.

She originally wanted to study the Great Book of Spells. Even though she knew her foundation was shallow and the chances of success were slim, the dean's success this time gave her great confidence.

This is the first time to witness the birth of the Great Spell Book at such a close distance!

So these days she has been sorting out various relevant materials. No matter how much preliminary preparation is done, it is never too much.

If you are not prepared and try to search for information while studying, it will be a huge waste of time.

"Teacher Ji Niang, where is the dream device you placed in 8401? Can I borrow it to use?"

"Just use it. Why are you telling me? Didn't I bring it here for you to use?"

"Um...Okay, um, teacher, don't you usually use the dream device?" I nodded quickly, but still asked curiously. This dream device was only used when Teacher Ji Niang brought it to me, and it has been gathering dust since then. Since this thing is not popular in the academy, it means that it is still very precious.

"Yes, but don't use this thing. It's too troublesome."

"Is there anything more convenient?"

"Well, remember what the dean told you before about the Soul Truth Witch finding the connection with dreams in her soul? Dreams initially required external devices to access, but now they can be directly simplified into a spell. After being promoted to Extraordinary Witch, you can study at the Witch Library, or directly purchase a ready-made spell book. The Original Witch has never been stingy in promoting dreams, but it is limited to Extraordinary Witches."

"So I..."

"Don't even think about it. Just use the dream device safely. Wouldn't it be better to give you a place to lie down comfortably?" Ji Niang said unhappily and waved her hand to drive me out of her office door.

"All right…"

I shrugged at the closed door. I had originally wanted to ask, but I didn't expect that I didn't even get the chance. Since returning from the dean's office, Teacher Ji Niang has become visibly busy, and she rarely speaks in the class group.

It seems that Teacher Ji Niang also needs to prepare for the Great Spell Book. I don't know how long Teacher Ji Niang's passion can last. It was really scary to hear the dean say that the time span of the axis movement was hundreds or thousands of years.

Back to the lab.

I started this dream cabin using the same method as before. Although the style is slightly different from before, the operation is the same.

The dean asked me to borrow the dream equipment to log in to the original dream, but did not tell me what to do next. Should I wait for the dean to add me as a friend?

I closed my eyes and waited to fall into the dream.

When I felt something strange, I slowly opened my eyes. It was different from the first time Teacher Ji Niang took me into the dream, nor was it the pure white public space during the exchange competition. This was a huge open space, and the smell of blood permeated my nasal cavity in a very bad way.

I subconsciously steadied myself, but found myself lying on the ground. Looking around, everything here looked like an ancient arena, with high walls and stacked seats.

The place where I was was a relatively flat yellow earth surface. There were bloodstains everywhere on the ground, soaking the ground. The whole place was dark red in color. No wonder there was such a strong smell of blood.

"This...what is this place?"

Although I was a little confused at the moment, I was very clear that I had entered a dream. Could it be that I was randomly teleported to some strange scene?

I subconsciously checked my spellbook and magic source. Even in a dream, I should be able to use them, just like during the exchange competition.

But after checking, I found that there was no trace of any spell book and no source of magic power in my body in the dream!

At this moment, all I have left is a physical fitness that is slightly stronger than before, nothing else.

Just when I was thinking about whether to quit, a voice suddenly dispelled my idea of ​​quitting. That voice... seemed to be the dean.

"The Outsider has awakened. Let us cheer for her with the highest enthusiasm! This will be the most primitive and bloody round-robin battle until the Outsider has exhausted her last bit of strength, and then we will devour her completely!"

"what?"

I looked at the figure on the platform, not quite sure what was going on. But before I could react, a roar like that from the abyss came from the audience, carrying with it a fierce emotion, as if venting.

It was only then that I realized that the auditorium was already full of people. No... they couldn't even be called people, they were just twisted black shadows.

But at this moment, the dean on the podium did not give me any time to explain.

"It seems that our sacrifice still lacks some time to understand the current situation, so let's put shackles on her and let her calm down!"

As this command-like tone was spoken, I immediately felt my neck sink. The cold and hard touch made me realize that my neck was locked by a metal collar.

And at the moment it locked onto me, I felt something "restless". Following a flash of golden light, the luck that I had taken into my body could no longer be gathered into a whole as before. At this moment, the luck was splitting apart like peeling off a cocoon.

"this…"

Seeing the inexplicable change in luck, I reacted quickly and looked at the dean. Was this the so-called luck transfer that started without telling me?

I subconsciously touched the cold metal cuffs on my neck. There seemed to be a strange ritual on it. This ritual interfered with my destiny and led to the current situation.

"Look! The power of the outsider has been revealed, let us brave warriors seize her power!" At this moment, the words of the dean seemed to have magic, and the audience in the auditorium whose shapes could not be seen clearly let out the loudest roar.

At this moment, the golden threads of luck began to gradually move towards me, weaving into a golden battle skirt and weapons in an orderly manner.

I subconsciously reached out and grasped the golden sword. It gave me a contradictory feeling. It was very heavy, but I could lift it with one hand and even wield it without any problem.

Just when I was still wondering how luck could be used in this way, a cold metal friction sound was heard. The door in the passage opposite me was opened.

Then a tall figure walked in with heavy steps.

It was a pitch-black figure. Although the other party had a clear shape, I could tell what it was from the aura emanating from it. It was a nightmare!

Is this getting straight to the point?

Or is this the ceremony that the dean arranged for me to let Nightmare take away my luck?

But no matter what, the first nightmare that appeared at this moment gave me a fierce blow, sending me flying backwards with my weapon.

I had not yet adapted to this way of fighting, so I suffered a great loss. The battle skirt that was condensed with good luck on my body also dimmed a little.

I got up in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and blocked the blow with my sword, but the blow made my hands numb.

Moreover, at this moment, I felt as if my internal organs were dislocated and I was in severe pain. Without spells, protective shields and other means, this kind of pain was not the first time I experienced it, but it still hurt.

It was at this moment that I clearly realized the fragility of my body.

"Hiss... it hurts... damn it..."

But my fighting instinct made me realize that I didn't have any free time to whine and complain.

Even though I know very well that this is a dream, I will not really die.

After experiencing several strong collisions, I have roughly adapted to this kind of combat, but the price I paid was injuries on my body.

But the more I played, the more excited I became.

Because I found that the more injured I was, the more my luck fell into the other person's body. I seemed to understand the correct way for me to get here. Was this the way to transfer my luck?

what is this?

A ritual to seize luck in the form of a duel?

This seems to perfectly fit the method of seizing luck that Teacher Ji Niang talked about: audience, luck, duel, competition. The only difference is... neither party fighting for luck is the owner of the luck seed.

I don't know how the dean fooled the luck and the script, but just with this method, I was able to accomplish the desired goal at almost zero cost in the dream.

The price I have to pay is the injuries and pain I am suffering at this moment.

In the interval between the fight, my eyes met the gaze of the dean. She gave me a satisfied look but did not say anything else to me. She seemed to be simply playing the role of a... host.

This pure fight of strength and skill made me quickly realize my own shortcomings in combat. Where I made mistakes, my luck would help me offset them, and the price I paid was that the luck would go to the opponent.

It feels like luck is just an ornament added to my body, something that can be taken away by others at will.

After several rounds of fighting, I also completely killed the nightmare with a serious injury. The huge body fell to the ground with a bang, turning into an invisible nightmare. It let out a terrified scream and was pulled back.

As this nightmare faded, the luck it had snatched from me returned to me...

"and many more…"

I watched in amazement as luck rushed towards me like a young swallow returning to its nest, and I realized that all the injuries I had suffered before were in vain.

"It seems that our sacrifice is a bit tricky, so I will let more warriors come on stage!"

With the appearance of three nightmares in succession, the scene became intense, absurd and weird.

After understanding the situation, I no longer hesitated. It was just a way to die...

Although, even if I died in a dream, I didn’t seem to experience it much.

Although I died without hesitation, I resurrected and appeared in the center of the arena.

But my face didn't look good. It wasn't because the pain of death made me feel so uncomfortable, but because the act of voluntarily going to die did not bring about a transfer of luck.

So... does all this still need to be added to my pain little by little?

"Not enough! These few are not enough! I want to hit them all!" I raised my head and shouted in the direction of the dean.

"Oh, look how overestimating her own abilities! She can't even handle the three in front of her, yet she wants to beat them all. Ask the audience if they agree!" Although there was a strange roaring sound in the audience at this moment, it sounded like a boo to me.

"All right…"

At this moment, I also sighed lightly, and then went towards the three nightmares again. Having lost my magic and other means, the only thing I can rely on now is myself and my luck.

But that was enough. After this tough battle and several resurrections, I defeated these three nightmares as if I was cheating. The lost luck came back, but I didn't care.

"Now, I'll say it again! I'm going to fight them all! Excuse me, but your warriors are just a bunch of losers in my eyes. You call me a sacrifice? You want to eat me up? You're dreaming!"

"In that case, we will satisfy your wish. I hope you will still be as stubborn as you are now!"

……

"Thanks a lot."

Facing the figure lying on the ground motionless like a corpse, the dean finally took off his mask.

Faced with endless fighting, death and resurrection, this is an extreme drain on a person's energy.

This reminded me of the situation when Tan Han and I were fighting in the dream. Did Tan Han already have such an awareness at that time?

The only way I can do this is to passively endure all this.

"Nothing...at least...I haven't...passed out..."

Even though this body still has plenty of strength after being resurrected, I am so numb that I can't even stretch out my hands to prop myself up.

"Didn't you faint? I'm beginning to wonder what has supported you to this point. I didn't intend to disperse your luck in one go. After all, your luck was born from an exchange competition involving dozens of extraordinary colleges. You've performed very well."