Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!-Chapter 296: Five Minutes, 100 Predictions!
She dripped a drop of golden liquid into the blue-green medicine.
The liquid in the test tube immediately boiled and then stabilized into a clear blue-green.
Gwen cheered: "It worked! The first soul stabilizer!"
Logan just walked into the basement.
He looked at the test tube in Gwen’s hand and smiled: "Finished?"
Gwen turned around, her eyes shining: "Yes! This stabilizer can completely break free from the dimensional pressure for ten minutes. It also stabilizes Mental Power fluctuations, giving you an extra second of prediction."
Logan took the test tube, uncorked it, and drank the liquid.
A cool feeling went down his throat and turned into a warm flow that spread to his forehead.
In an instant, Logan felt the golden crystal on his forehead become very active.
He activated his one-second prediction ability, and the world around him slowed down.
Although he could still only clearly catch 0.5 seconds, the Mental Power consumption was significantly reduced, and his forehead didn’t hurt like before.
Gwen asked: "How does it feel?"
"Good." Logan said. He started testing, moving quickly around the basement.
Within five minutes, he made hundreds of predictions. His forehead only felt a slight warmth.
After five minutes, the effect of the medicine faded.
Logan felt that his Mental Power had been used up about a third. He sat quietly for ten minutes and tried it again, and it still worked smoothly.
Logan put the test tube close to his body: "Three chances, each five minutes. That’s enough."
He left the basement and went to the factory training area.
Evelynna was practicing sword skills, with twenty-star energy flowing smoothly in her body.
She held a golden exemption rune, completely blocking the effect of dimensional pressure.
She swung her sword and released a holy light: "Finally, I’ve regained all my power."
Yelena and Sawako stood nearby. They each had an exemption rune but hadn’t activated it, still suffering from 20% of the dimensional pressure.
Yelena formed ice crystals at her fingertips: "We don’t need them now. Keep them as a secret weapon for tomorrow’s party."
Sawako put the rune away: "If we show all our strength now, Black will be on guard."
Logan looked at them with approval: "Smart choice. Gwen confirmed that the materials are all used up. These three runes are our only secret weapons in Pinocchini. We must use them at the right moment."
Logan’s voice echoed in the training area: "Tomorrow’s Dream Party. Black will join the Congo, Schindler, and Toril families to challenge me. They want me to pass the first eight levels of the Gene Lock Trial Tower to prove my identity."
Natalia stepped out from the shadows, her 28-star Saint power fully unleashed: "My Web Domain can support you anytime to escape the trial tower."
Nel’s 23-star marks glowed: "I and Bobbi will check the escape routes in the party hall in advance. Even though you said we don’t need to retreat, I’ll still prepare a way out."
Logan nodded upon hearing this: "Don’t worry. Their plan this time will end in failure."
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Early morning.
Red Star Forge.
Gwen was sleeping on a chair in the basement.
After 40 hours without sleep, her body had reached its limit.
She walked out of the basement and stood in front of the factory’s main gate.
Natalia was beside her, her 28 Saintstar marks working steadily.
She moved her fingers slightly, and black threads shot out from her sleeve, entering nearby buildings and the ground, forming a defense network covering the whole neighborhood. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Natalia’s voice came through their soul link: "The defense network is ready."
"Any unmarked energy fluctuations entering the neighborhood will be locked down immediately."
Sophia stood on the other side, her eyes glowing faintly silver.
Her true eye kept scanning for any anomalies within several kilometers.
She held a record crystal in her hand, setting up a warning rune.
Lucia was training new members in the square, including a few from a certain team.
Her voice was clear and strong, like back at the Genius Training Camp: "Defense isn’t just about blocking! Learn to predict the enemy’s attack path!"
Jessica was setting up a supply warehouse in the west, directing the black ant army to move supplies. Energy crystals clinked inside the boxes, and medicine bottles made soft glass sounds as they bumped into each other.
Nel and Bobbi stood nearby, checking their gear.
Nel slipped a short knife into his boot.
Bobbi placed a long spear at his waist, and the metal buckle made a soft click.
Nel looked up at Logan: "Weapons are all ready. Today’s party, Bobbi and I will be with you the whole time."
"I know every hidden passage and blind spot in the central area."
Logan nodded, then looked at Evelynna, Yelena, and Sawako: "Take the exemption runes. Tonight, I need all of you to fight at full strength."
The three nodded and each pulled out a golden rune, activating it.
Evelynna tapped her chest pocket: "Activated. Full 20-star power."
Yelena formed ice crystals at her fingertips, feeling the smooth flow of energy in her body: "Zero-Degree Space has been restored to 500 meters. The time slowdown effect is at 10%."
Sawako gripped her blade, with lightning elements swirling around her: "Element Heart is fully powered. Thunder density is back to normal."
Logan closed his eyes, and his mind entered the Spirit Palace.
Aphrodite’s figure appeared in golden light.
The first chairman looked serious and solemn: "Today’s party, Black will definitely ask you to enter the Gene Lock Trial Tower to prove your identity."
"That’s the oldest method of verification in Pinocchini. Only by passing the first eight levels can you prove you have the bloodline of the Golden Families."
"What kind of danger is in the Trial Tower?" Logan asked.
"Each level will strengthen your body, but it won’t directly increase your star power," Aphrodite said, pausing. "After the first eight levels, you should reach around 38 stars."
"Your base is 36 stars, plus the two levels of gene lock strengthening, which is like an extra 2 stars of basic power."
"More importantly, you will awaken the full form of future vision — a three-second prediction. Not just the one second you have now."
"Three seconds..." Logan felt a shock inside.
"But remember," Aphrodite warned: "You must pass eight levels within six hours. That’s a strict rule. You only have one soul stabilizer. Use it at the most critical moment — don’t waste it."
Logan opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his gaze.
He looked toward the committee building, where the party was being prepared. It was also a battlefield full of hidden danger.
Suddenly, the air filled with sharp electric sounds.
Turing’s data form appeared in front of Logan, with rapid electricity flashing across its face: "Logan, final confirmation. The party will start in six hours. Black has joined the Congo, Schindler, and Toril families. They want you to enter the Gene Lock Trial Tower during the party and pass the first eight levels within six hours, or they will immediately take away your authority and kill you on the spot."
"Did they try to set up obstacles?" Logan asked.
"You guessed right. They’ve set up a seal that covers the central area of the party hall." Turing’s data form flashed. "But I can give you three seconds of seal weakening at the right moment. Only three seconds."
"Three seconds is enough," Logan said coldly, his voice clear in the morning wind. "Six hours later, I’ll let him know what real secret weapons are."
Six hours later.
The Pinocchini hub.
Logan stood in front of a floating elevator, with the core members of [Dawn Blade] following behind him.
Each of the girls had a unique look and figure. Even in the core area of Pinocchini, they drew a lot of attention from passersby.
But because of the power waves they emitted, people around them dared not approach to say anything.
Especially Natalia, Sophia, and Lucia, who stood in a triangle formation. Their Saint stage pressure was hidden, but their 28 star marks were running smoothly inside their bodies.
Even some of the upper-class people of Pinocchini had to look at them with respect.
Beauty alone was a disaster in a society with loose rules.
Only beauty and body that came with strength could earn respect and fear.
That’s why even Evelynna, Yelena, Sawako, Jessica, and Gwen — who only had Legend stage power — were not dared to be disturbed by anyone around.
Because just a few steps behind them, a group of more than ten patrol officers had just been devoured by Fischl’s black crows, turned into living plants.
Power, cruelty, and intimidation made the crowd around them scatter and not dare to stay for a second.
"The floating elevator is ready. Everyone, hurry up and get on," Nel said, checking her wrist terminal.
Logan nodded and led everyone in with Bobbi and Nel.
The floating elevator started. The metal cabin passed through thousands of meters of clouds.
As the cabin door opened, a bright light hit Logan and the others’ eyes.
A circular crystal hall over a thousand meters in diameter looked like a small town.
At the highest point of the hall, 3,600 energy crystals lit the space like daylight.
In the center of the air was a floating platform, connected to eight floating boxes. Each box had special totems carved on the outside, representing the eight major companies in Pinocchini:
The lightning totem of the energy company...
The bloody gear of the weapon company...
The cyber flood of the network company...
Logan and the group stepped into the hall.
Thousands of eyes turned to look at them at once.
"Is that Logan Latio? The grandson of Mario Latio?"
"I heard he came from that primitive Federation. No wonder he looks so weak."
"Don’t underestimate this guy. I heard Lord Turing really values him. He even exiled the head of the Brutus family."
"Really? A familiar tamer from the primitive race, why is he so important?"
"I heard he lit 36 star marks, but hasn’t reached Saint stage yet."
"Pfft! Are you crazy? Our school textbooks clearly say that 28 star marks can reach Saint stage. Are you questioning the experience of all the strong people in Pinocchini?"
At once, people started to guess about Logan’s stage and the number of star marks.
Most nobles thought the number of star marks was just a trick.
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