Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 82 - 0 Unfaithful Protection_1
Chapter 82: 082 Unfaithful Protection_1
Chapter 82: 082 Unfaithful Protection_1
“Teacher, what does the principal want with me?” As Duge was pulled along, he kept walking and asking.
Gao Ming followed closely behind the group with a quick trot.
“In less than a month, you defeated the BOSS and took the first place in the simulation battle in a record-breaking fashion. What do you think the principal wants with you?” Teacher Hu walked briskly, taking three steps at a time and her tone was filled with barely concealed excitement.
“To award me?” Duge asked.
“There will definitely be rewards, but not now. Your feat has alerted the higher-ups. They primarily want to meet with you to understand the situation in the simulation battle,” Teacher Hu said.
“Oh.” Duge responded, then asked, “Teacher, now that I’ve broken the record, is there a chance that I can become a warrior early and go to the Alien Battlefield?”
“A freshman who luckily took the first place once and now wants to go to the Alien Battlefield? Dream on,” Teacher Hu laughed, “you might stand a chance if you break the record a couple more times…”
Duge chuckled and felt relieved.
The Alien Battlefield was cruel. If they really sent him there as a favored choice, it would be counterproductive. He couldn’t shoulder that responsibility, nor did he want to blurly give his life for a strange civilization.
Meanwhile,
They reached the principal’s office.
Teacher Hu didn’t even knock; she just pushed the door open and walked in.
The office was spacious.
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An old man with graying hair was intently watching a projection on the wall. The footage on the projection was playing at least at four times the normal speed, showing Duge’s experiences in the simulation battle.
At the moment, it was showing the battle at Hua Mountain.
Seeing Feng Qi’s swift and continuous thrusts on the screen, the principal didn’t seem as excited as Teacher Hu; instead, his brow furrowed, and he looked rather solemn.
When he noticed everyone entering, he gestured to the chairs nearby, “Sit first, I’ll speak after I finish watching this.”
Teacher Hu nodded, beckoning Duge and Gao Ming to sit down and watch the replay together.
Gao Ming had quit before the Hua Mountain battle so he had seen this content before, but knowing that one of the participants was his roommate gave him a different perspective now. He stealthily signaled at Duge, giving him a thumbs-up.
Upon entering, Duge had already scanned the office and, the moment he was close to the principal’s desk, he had clearly seen the contents of the documents there: his usual grades and a test form with his name, ID number, spiritual power value, ranking, and other information.
In the keywords section, there was only one—”Maintenance,” with the derived skills column left blank;
No Backstab.
Duge let out another sigh of relief.
As he’d guessed, Pan-Universe Entertainment had not granted Qiyuan Star the access to view the simulation data.
This was the normal scenario.
It’s like selecting a few ants from an ant hill, setting up a cardboard arena for them to fight, and choosing a few strong ants. You wouldn’t tell the Ant Kingdom every detail about each ant.
You wouldn’t even explain the folding principle of the cardboard because there’s no need. This is a civilization looking down from a higher class, not requiring respect.
…
Whenever there was something irrelevant, the principal would speed up the playback until Duge finally killed the BOSS and finished the simulation battle. Only then did he press the pause button and give his assessment, “Taking advantage of circumstances.”
Teacher Hu’s smile instantly froze on her face, “Principal, what did you say?”
The principal glanced at Duge and said, “I said taking advantage of circumstances, underhanded tactics.”
Gao Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Principal, Duge took first place, how can you say that about him?”
As for Duge, he appeared completely indifferent. After understanding how the world operated, he was far from eager to stand out, and the principal’s evaluation suited him just fine.
Life is but a fleeting few decades; finding ways to enjoy it is enough. There’s no need to charge into battle, especially since he had not a single ounce of sentiment for this world.
“Did I say something wrong?” the principal asked. “Teacher Hu, you monitored the entire exam and saw his performance. Tell me, he started by flipping the table, pushing everyone to the opposing side, virtually making enemies of the whole world. Such a method, if employed on the Alien Battlefield, do you not know the consequences?”
“…” Teacher Hu opened his mouth but was unable to speak.
“Why do we always stress not to reveal one’s keywords, not to try changing the world?” The principal tapped the desk with his pen. “Because those are the lessons compiled from the lives of countless predecessors.
What basis do you have to judge what kind of world you’ve entered?
Yes, this simulation was just a simple Martial Arts world. Perhaps you could temporarily support yourself with your rapidly increasing attributes and, by acting swiftly, grow to the world’s pinnacle at the fastest speed, denying others the time to develop and ultimately winning.
But what if it were an Immortal Martial World?
Or the Heavenly Demon?
Once targeted by the entire world, and everyone came out to subdue demons and eliminate evils, would you still be able to grow?
Also, by flipping the table, you pushed everyone into opposition, having not just the indigenous world to deal with but also the siege from other contestants, becoming the enemy of all. Keep in mind, entering the Alien Battlefield, you carry the fate of the entire nation. I ask you, who would feel at ease letting such a person onto the Alien Battlefield? Am I wrong to say he sought a shortcut through opportunism?”
Who knows what kinds of rules and backgrounds you all come from?
Besides, the Immortal Martial World has its own way of battle. Who would be so foolish as to use one strategy for all?”
Duge grumbled under his breath, stood up with a crestfallen look and defended himself, “Principal, you are right. I was cornered by Feng Jiu; his skill is Gluttony, and I couldn’t grow as fast as him. Fearing elimination, I impulsively did it, thinking to drag him down with me. I didn’t expect my attributes to increase so rapidly, but once I tasted success, it got out of hand. Honestly, securing first place was a surprise to me as well.”
“It’s good you recognize your mistakes.” The principal was relieved by Duge’s sincere attitude and nodded, “I reviewed your entire assessment, and you do have many strengths: quick thinking, adept at controlling situations, an excellent grasp of human psyche, and moreover, a profound understanding of keywords, with clear thinking from protecting oneself, to family, to ideologies—something many can’t achieve.”
He paused, then said, “Duge, I understand the pride of youth, and don’t take my blunt words to heart, pointing out your faults is for your benefit. Correct them, make the most of your strengths, and you could well become an outstanding warrior.”
“Thank you, principal. I know I was lucky this time, and I won’t do it again,” Duge scratched his head with an honest look.
“Haha.” The principal shook his head and chuckled, “Regardless, you broke the simulation record and brought glory to No. 42 Middle School. You won’t miss out on any rewards or treatment you deserve.”
“Thank you, Principal.” Duge’s eyes lit up as he thanked him again, doing his best to appear like a youth praised by an elder.
“Duge, there’s no need to be so formal, sit,” the principal gestured down with his hand. “Rewards aside, we must still follow protocols. I summoned you today mainly to clarify what kind of advanced skills you’ve developed in the simulation. Right now, the higher-ups are very interested in this matter, how you managed to transform a word like ‘protection’ into an offensive skill, which holds particular value for reference.”
“Principal, I developed two advanced skills,” Duge leaned forward and sat up straight, “The first one is ‘Sacrifice Oneself for Justice,’ which emerged while I was feeding blood to Feng Jiu. Everyone I protect will have their guard towards me lowered by thirty percent.”
“Hmm, that’s normal.” The principal wrote down the name and effect of the skill on Duge’s profile, “Without this skill, you couldn’t have persuaded so many. And the next skill?”
“Unfaithful Protection: When you wish to protect and attack someone at the same time, speed and attributes will proportionally increase, but attacks can only be launched from behind.” Duge said without hesitation, voicing the skill he had already thought through.
“Hmm?” The principal’s pen paused, “Protect the enemy?”
“Yes, Feng Jiu was my first protectee. This skill manifested when I betrayed him to the Feng Family,” Duge said with an embarrassed smile, “At that time, I thought the benefits of protecting Feng Jiu were too low, so I considered switching to the Feng Family, even if it meant sacrificing Feng Jiu. But at the last moment, I suddenly thought whether I could still protect him while betraying him, and that’s when this skill emerged. It’s also why I didn’t eliminate Feng Jiu later on.”
Gao Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief. Could that even work?
The principal was briefly startled, then wrote down Unfaithful Protection and its synopsis, adding in brackets as a note: Suspected to have been born out of conflicted emotions!
After writing, he stared at Unfaithful Protection for a long while, then shook his head, “Alright, now have Teacher Hu test your spiritual power. I will report to the higher-ups and then distribute your rewards.”
That’s it?
Duge was stunned, for they hadn’t asked about his Rear Eye—surely that was the most important aspect?
Could it be others couldn’t bring a skill out from the simulation?
Damn!
If that’s the case, then that was his real ace!
