Chapter 861 - 414: Supplemental Update in Progress..._2

Chapter 861: Chapter 414: Supplemental Update in Progress..._2

But the outcome was completely contrary to what he had anticipated.

All the news channels and the main group chats were still filled with speculation and doubt, as if the murderer had vanished like a stone sinking into the sea.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Who is it?" The dorm leader quickly asked.

The response was unexpectedly from the counselor, "Yang Hao, please step out. The patrollers want to ask you about Wu Qian’s situation."

Wu Qian was the victim.

Yang Hao, meanwhile, had a slanted fringe.

Nevertheless, Fate knew they were completely unrelated. Even if there were connections, should they be questioned at such a time?

Upon hearing the patrollers had come to question him, Yang Hao quickly stood up to open the door, his face full of disbelief and surprise.

"Counselor, I don’t know Wu Qian."

On opening the door, Yang Hao promptly distanced himself from the matter.

The counselor, also wearing black-framed glasses, patted Yang Hao’s shoulder, "Don’t be afraid, just answer whatever the patrollers ask you."

"Okay."

Yang Hao nodded nervously.

Soon, Yang Hao met the patrollers.

There were two patrollers — a man and a woman.

The man was around thirty, wearing a very textured dark blue trench coat and khaki cropped trousers below, with shiny brown Lorenz shoes. Even though it was late, he still sported a slick hairstyle.

The woman beside him was even more distinct, with an age similar to the man’s, a neat shoulder-length blonde hair that exuded an indescribable sense of authority. Her upper body was clad in a black sweater and a brown trench coat, with jeans below.

Cool and striking, the type most girls liked.

Neither of them seemed like patrollers, but they both showed their patroller IDs.

"Teacher, could you please step aside? We have some confidential questions to ask next." The man stood in front of the counselor.

Due to the patrollers’ authority, the counselor could only remain silent.

Quickly, Yang Hao was taken away from the dormitory. Fate also got up, moved to the balcony of the dormitory, and then suddenly his whole body merged into the night; even if someone stood right in front, they might not necessarily see him clearly.

Under Fate’s watch, Yang Hao was led to a deserted forest nearby, where the woman was responsible for questioning, and the man was in charge of guarding.

Witnessing this scene, Fate realized it wasn’t simple.

"Yang Hao, are you? Recently, after entering dreams, which Ancient God did you dream of?" The woman opened directly.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, exclaiming, "How did you know I dreamed of an Ancient God?"

"You don’t need to care about that. I’ll slowly explain later. But for now, you must be cautious; don’t leave the school." The woman immediately pulled out her phone and displayed her QR code, "Add me up. Once you fully unlock the Sequence Lock and become a Sequence Divine, I’ll tell you everything in the dreams."

Upon hearing this sentence, Fate was startled.

Sequence Divine!

As expected, he wasn’t the only Sequence Divine in this world.

Fortunately, he didn’t release his Divine Sense to probe the other party earlier, or they would surely discover his presence.

What kind of chain reaction would occur if discovered, Fate did not know. It is precisely because of the unknown that he was cautious.

Because he only enjoyed exploring, but not taking risks.

Yang Hao exclaimed joyfully, "Sequence Lock! In the dream, there was an old man who said that as long as I follow him through the Star Dream Swamp, he will help me unlock the Sequence Lock and teach me the Sequence Divine Technique called Star Awakening Technique!"

Hearing this sentence, Fate’s eyebrows furrowed.

He had also entered dreams.

Yet had not dreamt of any old man.

But rather, a scene of endless ruins.

Though that was not the point; the main point was that Yang Hao’s candidness was astonishing, others might use a simple approach, but he directly unleashed full disclosure.

"Star Dream Ancient God." The guarding man suddenly spoke, "Unexpectedly, you kid were chosen by the Star Dream Ancient God too."

This ’too’ indicated many things.

"Quit with the nonsense!" The woman stared back as soon as the man spoke, then continued addressing Yang Hao, "Dreaming is your fortune, but it might also be your death. Before unlocking the Sequence Lock, do not leave the school, because Wu Qian was in your situation too."

"Huh?"

Yang Hao panicked.

The woman did not respond to Yang Hao’s panic, "My name is Yan Li. If anything happens, message me immediately; I will come at once."

With that, Yan Li actually turned to leave.

Yang Hao suddenly froze on the spot, unsure of what to do.

The past few days, he thought he was the protagonist, quietly becoming a Sequence God, transcending the rules of the world.

But unexpectedly, he was in grave danger.

"Rest assured, they dare not act recklessly inside the school. Just ensure you don’t step off school grounds, and ninety-nine percent of the time, you won’t encounter any accidents."

The slick-haired man left a sentence before hurriedly following Yan Li’s steps away.

Ye City.

Class 332 at the Third High School.

"Students, the new school year starts today; I hope everyone can push themselves harder in this last year of high school. This year is your last chance, and how high your future life ceiling will be largely depends on your efforts in this final year."

A tall female teacher dressed in a professional short skirt stood at the podium, speaking sincerely to all.

With added emphasis, the female teacher said, "Next, I will conduct a survey. Those who have unlocked their Sequence Lock during summer vacation, please stand up."

After the statement, more than half of the fifty-seven-person classroom stood up.

Those who stood up were full of smiles.

Not of pride.

Not of smugness.

But a simple joy.

Meanwhile, the boys and girls who remained seated in their chairs slowly showed great sorrow on their faces, especially when seeing their former close friends and comrades stand up, they became more depressed.

Because if the Sequence Lock hasn’t been unlocked before eighteen, opening it later is as hard as climbing the sky.

It doesn’t mean that opening it after eighteen becomes impossible, but if you can’t unlock the Sequence Lock before graduating high school, you lose eligibility to attend Divine-like University, relegated to ordinary universities.

The difference between Divine-like University and regular university is— the former trains Sequence Divine who have unlocked their Sequence Locks, to protect and govern the elite of this world; the latter trains average university students, simply put, just cattle.

Additionally, the former will continue enjoying national subsidized resources as during high school, while the latter will no longer receive any national subsidized cultivation resources.

Once national subsidies are lost, you might need to save money for three to five years to buy a Sequence Divine Stone for training, whereas the Sequence Divine Stone at Divine-like University is a basic resource distributed monthly.

This is why failing to unlock the Sequence Lock before eighteen makes opening it later akin to climbing the sky, one major reason.

This is why Fate wore a sorrowful expression at this moment.

Been here for several days.

Initially, he was happy to have come to a world where he could unlock his body’s Sequence Lock, becoming a Sequence Divine.

But with the start of the school year, realizing that if he couldn’t unlock the Sequence Lock by the end of senior year, his future would be extremely difficult.

Fate was stunned.

He had one year left, and the unlocking rate of his body’s Sequence Lock was only thirty percent.

That meant a hundred Sequence Elementals, the original body in two years of high school had only unlocked thirty Elementals.

Wanting to unlock the remaining seventy Sequence Elementals in a year is basically as hard as climbing the sky.

Just then, the female teacher signaled everyone could sit down, and then said while looking around, "Thirty people, currently it looks pretty good. Ten additional students unlocked their Sequence Locks during summer break."

Wooden Corpse

The deceased only retains the head, the body and lower limbs are carved from wood, and sticks replace the arms. This is practiced by people from distant hometowns if someone dies in a foreign land; friends and family can only bring the head back home, then craft the body from wood for burial, with the head representing the person’s soul.

Mossy Corpse

No records available.

Another way of classifying zombies is by age:

Corpse Puppet: A zombie puppet affected by Corpse Poison

Corpse Demon: Ordinary zombie, also known as Drought Demon

Corpse King: Long-term blood consumption greatly increases strength, the king among zombies

Corpse Tyrant: Tyrant implies the meaning of overlord, describing the king among kings

Corpse Fiend: True virtue leads to Buddhahood, true vice to fiendhood

Corpse Incubus: In folklore, if the Ninth Fiend meets an Incubus, heaven and earth turn color