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Chapter 27: Forced Registration
Aster did not waste a single second. The moment the Headmaster's magic projection faded from the plaza, he was already running through the crowd of cheering students. He clutched the cardboard box full of junk tightly in his arms, as if it were a diplomatic briefcase containing nuclear launch codes.A permanent shop. Tax-free. In the commercial district.For a junk vendor who was evicted from the dorm hallway just yesterday for lowering the aesthetic of a god, those three terms sounded sweeter than an angelic choir. This was not merely a tournament prize; it was a ticket to financial freedom and self-respect in the eyes of the bureaucracy. However, to win that sacred certificate, Aster needed a champion. He needed a sword. He needed Kaelen.Aster found the novel's original protagonist in the backyard behind the armory, a quiet area rarely visited by other students. Kaelen was swinging his cracked iron sword. Every stroke produced a sharp whistle through the air. Sweat soaked his acade
Chapter 26: The Eviction and the Announcement
A week had passed since the incident now unofficially dubbed the Swallowed Apocalypse by everyone at Aethelgard Academy. For the students, professors, and even the higher-ups of the Magic Tower, this week was a period of mental and physical recovery. They spent their time meditating, rewriting their wills, and worshipping the junk vendor who casually kicked a mousetrap, rewound time, and erased the Law of the World.However, for Aster Vale, this week was a time of severe financial crisis."Fine for the broken dorm door: fifty silver coins. Compensation for stepping on the Head Dorm Master's flowerpot: twenty silver coins. Remaining money in pouch: three copper coins and a loose button." Aster let out a long sigh, staring at the row of numbers in his worn notebook.Saving the world from an Abyss anomaly and rewinding time sounded epic, but unfortunately, System Error did not hand out gold coins as rewards. Aster was still just an extra who had to figure out how not to get kicked out of
Chapter 25: The Black Market King
KLANG.The cracked chime of the Broken Alarm Clock echoed, not like a metallic ping, but like a judge’s gavel striking the bench of the universe. The local time loop forced by those rusted gears created a conceptual paradox that the Laws of the World couldn't handle.The Sky Executor, an omnipotent entity that had just descended halfway from the dungeon ceiling, suddenly froze. The World Law mechanism suffered a fatal error. This entity had been summoned to the world due to an "Abyss Anomaly." However, because local time had been rewound ten minutes—past the critical point where the anomaly reached its peak—the reason for the Executor's existence was logically nullified. The world system couldn't delete it because Aster held the "time anchor," and couldn't let it descend because the "trigger" hadn't happened yet.The only solution for the panicked system was: Regression to Original Form.The pale white light enveloping the faceless giant suddenly flickered, turning into a neutral blue
Chapter 24: The Broken Alarm Clock
Tick... tock... tick... tock...The sound wasn't loud, but its sharp frequency pierced straight into the eardrums, ignoring all concepts of soundproofing.Aster Vale frowned. In his dream, he was busy haggling over the price of a used copper pot at a flea market, but that ticking sound persistently annoyed him, like water dripping from a leaky faucet. With his eyes still closed, he fumbled into his tin lunchbox, intending to silence the source of the noise so he could resume his sleep.However, the moment his fingers touched the cold, rusty metal, a pressure so heavy and "wrong" slammed into his chest. It wasn't a draft from a vent, nor the heat or stench of a monster. It was absolute nothingness—a silence so dense it made his ears ache.Aster opened his eyes.And for the first time since he had been dragged into this dungeon, his sleepiness and obsession with junk vanished instantly, replaced by a cold wave that froze the blood in his veins.The ceiling of the storeroom was gone, rep
Chapter 23: The Human Shield
The spear of white light descended. There was no whistling sound, no mana explosion. There was only an absolute, terrifying silence—the sound of reality being erased. The air around the spear’s tip did not burn; it simply ceased to exist, leaving a trail of void that seared the eyes to behold.Kaelen did not think. Thinking was a luxury for those with a future, and Kaelen knew he was staring at the final seconds of his existence. He simply stepped forward. One stride, placing his fragile body directly beneath the shadow of the Heaven’s Executor’s spear.He raised his Cracked Iron Sword. The blade, barely hanging together—a remnant of the tribulations from Chapter 6—vibrated violently. The golden cracks on its surface flared bright, roaring in defiance of the Executor’s white light. This was iron that had once touched the wrath of the heavens and refused to be completely shattered.TING!The collision produced no shockwave. Instead, a black fissure tore through the air between the blad
Chapter 22: The Wrath of World Law
Three hours had passed since the final "plop" that marked the end of the apocalypse.Inside the dungeon storeroom, a peaceful silence blanketed everything. Aster Vale snored softly atop a makeshift bed of weathered wooden boards, his body tilted to one side, one arm clutching a canned lunchbox filled with Salted Fish and Earth Dragon Heart Scales. His face was serene, his lips occasionally moving as if he were haggling over the price of scrap metal in his dreams.Kaelen sat crosslegged directly in front of Aster, his Cracked Iron Sword resting on his lap. His eyes did not blink, scanning every corner of the room, which was now polished clean of blood and monsters. Behind him, Seraphina, Cassius, and the Valerius gang slept in exhaustion, leaning against stone pillars. Even Malakor, the corrupt Inquisitor who had repented, was now curled up like a cat, his face peaceful for the first time in years.On the surface, in the Aethelgard Academy control room, a very different atmosphere prev
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