Comprehensive comics, started making fate delta, group friends played crazy long night sauce

　[Marusir: "We're doomed (facepalm), Leos, take it easy."]

　[Leos: "Don't worry, I took notes!"]

　[Marshiel: "What...notebook?"]

　[Leos: "Nothing... I'm here! Hahaha! I'm off!"]

　……

　Above the nine heavens, lies the Dao Heaven Palace.

　Accompanied by beams of light from different worlds, the nine people successfully landed.

　"Oooo!"

　Leos looked up at the magnificent interior of the palace, which was beyond words, staring at the five-clawed golden dragons and various auspicious beasts on the pillars, his mouth watering.

　"This is... the Dao Heaven Palace?!"

　After Misaka Mikoto landed, she also saw that everyone around her was shocked. Then she looked at her own hands.

　"Wait, my... ability?"

　“We can’t bring our real-world abilities and skills into this field.”

　When Ryuguuin Seiya landed, he conducted some tests. Seeing Misaka Mikoto's appearance, he guessed her confusion and took the initiative to speak.

　"Hello?"

　Makise Kurisu finally met a girl who seemed normal and cute. She chatted with her a lot in the group and walked over to her to ask her a question.

　"Is that Misaka? Are you feeling unwell?"

　"No."

　Misaka Mikoto shook her head:

　"My body still feels very comfortable, and it should be in its most perfect and optimal state, but... the intensity has dropped quite a bit."

　"It's not just my physical abilities that are gone; I've lost my calculation skills too. Now I can only rely on my brain to calculate."

　"Hmm...computing power? What's your world like?"

　"Probably..."

　Misaka Mikoto and Makise Kurisu went to the side to talk to each other.

　"Hahaha, Makoto and I are back!"

　"Whew, wow, wow, I've got my hands on it again!"

　After landing, Kazuma Sato and Mahiro Oyama started yelling and jumping twice every three steps in the Doten Palace.

　“...a divine being.”

　Hachiman Hikigaya, with his deadpan expression, shook his head and greeted Shido Itsuka and Shirou Emiya.

　The three sat by the pond waiting for the game to begin.

　Suddenly, another beam of light hit the ground.

　A young man with black hair appeared, holding a cup with a cartoon image printed on it in his left hand.

　He glanced around and walked towards Hachiman Hikigaya and the other two.

　"Lin Zhen, Level 1 Lecturer in the Ore Department of Clock Tower, this is my name in the group, hello everyone."

　"Hachiman Hikigaya, I am the... suicide truck."

　"Shirou Emiya, cough cough, the Ultimate High Jumper."

　"Itsuka Shido, uh, harem... Elf King."

　"May I sit here?"

　"Of course, please sit wherever you like."

　The three of them shifted their positions slightly to the side.

　Lin Zhen sat in the middle.

　Emiya Shirou, who was next door, glanced at him curiously, with the feeling of a country bumpkin looking at a city dweller.

　"I feel like the nicknames we used to join the group... are all a bit off."

　Hachiman Hikigaya retorted:

　"Lin Zhen, your name is much more normal. It's a very normal name: Level 1 Lecturer in the Mineral Department of Clock Tower."

　Lin Zhen took a sip of black tea:

　“You see, there are other normal nicknames too, like Tokiwadai Ace who came in with me. Maybe it's because we're respectable people?”

　"?"

　The three of them quickly typed a question mark.

　As Hachiman Hikigaya watched, he suddenly noticed that Lin Zhen's figure was somewhat transparent, somewhat like a heroic spirit about to dissipate.

　"Oh...you're the player who was spectating in this match?"

　"Ah."

　"that……"

　Shirou Emiya finally mustered up his courage and asked:

　"Are you from... the clock tower I know?"

　Lin Zhen held the teacup in his hand and, as was his usual habit when teaching at the Clock Tower, blew on the tea inside.

　"Which clock tower do you know? You need to be more specific when you ask questions, Shirou Emiya."

　Emiya Shirou nodded, covered his face with his hands and thought for a moment, then turned his head:

　"The central hub of the Magic Association, said to be an academy founded by one of the legendary disciples of King Solomon... is the headquarters of the magic world."

　"Well, I don't know anything else."

　He scratched his red hair. "Dad didn't tell me much, just gave me a brief overview. I had to keep asking him questions before he told me all that."

　"Then I must be the one you're thinking of, one of the members of the clock tower."

　Lin Zhen said calmly.

　Emiya Shirou was inwardly a little excited, but outwardly, because they weren't familiar with each other yet, he remained quite restrained.

　"...To be honest, you are the second magician I have ever met in my life, besides my father."

　"Your surname is Emiya?"

　Lin Zhen is deep in thought:

　"You are Emiya Norikane's... no, Emiya Kiritsugu's son?"

　"You know my dad?!"

　"do not know."

　Lin Zhen took a sip of black tea: "I've heard of him though, he's a very famous magician killer."

　Emiya Shirou hesitated for a moment, then requested:

　"Could you...tell me about him?"

　Lin Zhen smiled.

　"Of course, no problem, Emiya-kun."

　Hachiman Hikigaya and Shido Itsuka, standing nearby, perked up their ears to watch the drama unfold.

　This melon from a group member is big and sweet.

　Does anyone know?

　the other side.

　After hopping and skipping around until they were tired, Kazuma Sato and Mahiro Oyama spread out on the gold and red floor to rest.

　"Don't any of you study... war preparedness?"

　Misaka Mikoto said to Makise Kurisu, something she had held back for a long time before asking.

　Although she lost her superpowers, her basic intelligence is still at the level of a genius.

　In her opinion, this preparation phase should be used to discuss tactics and the purchase of... Noble Phantasms and Mystic Codes.

　But the answers she received were consistent.

　“I don’t have any money…”

　Makise Kurisu facepalmed.

　Kazuma Sato, who was lying on the ground, spoke.

　"Last time, when we fought that red A at the very end, it wiped out all our gains for the game! Damn!"

　As he spoke, he got so angry that he bounced up like a crayfish, then fell back to the floor.

　"Damn archers!"

　Oyama Mahiro pounded the floor with his two little fists:

　"Who designed such a disgusting thing?!"

　Kazuma Sato reminded her, "Mahiro-chan... this game was designed by the group admin."

　Oyama Mahiro paused for a second, then quickly changed his tune:

　"Which son of a bitch created this prototype? How could such a person exist?!"

　Not far away.

　When Shirou Emiya heard this, he felt...something was amiss.

　At this moment, Lin Zhen asked Hachiman:

　"Your combat readiness is not ideal?"

　"Ah."

　Hachiman Hikigaya remembered these things very clearly; he'd been spending all his time calculating them while slacking off in class lately. He began to speak:

　"Last time, the seven of us only got a total of 2,953,000 Destiny Coins, and some of them were items that couldn't be sold."

　After throwing a party, each person received less than 200,000 Destiny Coins in the end.

　"This amount of money is only enough to repair our own formal attire and replace our Command Seals."

　As he spoke, Hachiman Hikigaya clicked his tongue, looking down with immense heartache as he touched his ceremonial attire.

　"Red A completely depleted the durability of my [Briliandro's Cry], I'll have to try and figure out how to repair it later... What a beast!"

　"Well, who isn't?"

　Kazuma Sato sighed, took a step back, and became angrier the more he thought about it.

　Lin Zhen seemed lost in thought, and took a sip of black tea:

　"Then why don't you pool your resources, the so-called... Destiny Coins?"

　"Ok?"

　Hear this.

　Kazuma Sato, Hachiman Hikigaya, Seiya Ryuguin, and the others immediately fell into thought.

　"It seems... feasible?"

Chapter 0037 Code Name 'Professor'

　After discussion, the original seven members of Daotian Palace...

　The group eventually reached a consensus: the idea was feasible, but they felt there was something wrong with it.

　"I don't think this plan will work."