Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

An unqualified gambler could only display madness in a gambling game.

Guang Tongchen did not fear gambling, but he was not obsessed with it.

"I was just worrying about the Endless Mode multiplier rewards from the Advanced Values, which can't be wasted. I was looking forward to a more thrilling adventure!"

He readily agreed simply because he was well aware that following the conventional path would never let him reach the fourth tier in his lifetime.

The intermediaries were existences of the fourth tier, meaning that only upon entering the fourth tier could one possibly come into contact with the information accessed by the intermediaries and understand some of the secrets of conscription, pioneering, and parts of the Advanced World.

Only at the fourth tier could he possibly stand above the intermediaries, or at least... be on equal footing, no longer merely like a job poster and a mercenary.

But reaching the fourth tier seemed like a distant dream at the moment.

Realistically, it would take thousands of conscriptions to step into the fourth tier, which Guang Tongchen thought was unrealistic.

To achieve an impossible goal, one must choose a track that ordinary people would not.

And Jiang Xianwu was the guide for that track.

The first conscription was version 2.21, the second was a Blood Hunting Mode not possible for newcomers, the third was Endless Mode, the fourth was Defense Mode, and now it was the fifth, introducing yet another new mode.

Other pioneers would think Jiang Xianwu was cursed, but in the eyes of an extremist benefit-seeker like Guang Tongchen, he was practically a brother from another mother.

Guang Tongchen's ready agreement made Jiang Xianwu sigh once again—how reliable the president was.

"Every hour, we'll have an evaluation. If I perform poorly... it might make you very passive in your conscription,"

"If you perform well, president, the area I'm in might gain some extra support... anyway, I'll try not to drag you down."

These words were spoken very humbly, Jiang Xianwu's stance was very low.

After all, one was a legendary pioneer who could directly confront Demon Lords, while the other was a Mutator that struggled to kill even ordinary demons.

It was clear who was the miraculous teammate and who was a drag.

Guang Tongchen didn't think Jiang Xianwu was a drag, on the contrary, he believed Jiang Xianwu might bring a lot of support to him.

Having decisively agreed to participate in the Farewell Mode, Guang Tongchen quickly saw the update announcement.

He could see his update announcement right at the transit station.

And this time, the announcement was also version 2.30, which excited Guang Tongchen once again.

Just when he thought he would receive a trial involving mad combat with demons or corrupt beings...

He discovered that this trial was completely unsuitable for him.

"President, what trial did you receive?"

Zhou Baiyu thought, as long as it wasn't too intellectually demanding, the president would definitely have no problem. With his combat value, he's definitely at the human peak.

Guang Tongchen's reply was a bit slow:

"Escape from the insane asylum. In the complex structure of the asylum, I need to constantly observe each room, identify the characteristics, layout, solve the puzzles, and eventually escape. Of course, each room has a madman, and I can talk with the madmen to gather some information. There's no time limit, but staying too long could gradually infect me with madness, possibly leaving me permanently in the asylum."

"The corruption level of the asylum is Grade A, many twisted rules and the thoughts of the madmen are fused together, forming many bizarre regions."

"Inside the insane asylum, the use of force is prohibited."

The last sentence silenced both Guang Tongchen and Zhou Baiyu.

Zhou Baiyu suddenly realized that the president was actually more suited to his own conscription, and he was more suited to enter the president's conscription.

But now, both had entered fields they were not skilled in.

Clearly, since the insane asylum forbade force, the key to breaking the situation must lie in decryption.

"It looks like we both ran into trouble,"

In Zhou Baiyu's view, demons needed to enhance their spiritual enjoyment, so they put together a program of fancy killings of humans, where humans needed to keep fleeing.

This obviously required force.

But escaping from the insane asylum, as can be deduced from what Guang Tongchen said, needed observation, decryption.

Zhou Baiyu felt somewhat helpless, such is life.

People aren't always in the right environment.

If he placed himself in the insane asylum and the president in that entertaining escape scene... perhaps this conscription wouldn't be so much about saying goodbye as it would be about vigor.

But now, the difficulty had undoubtedly increased a lot.

"Let's take it one step at a time. My time is almost up, Jiang Xianwu, good luck."

Jiang Xianwu couldn't help but admire, the president had a great attitude. He also quickly replied:

"My time is also almost up. I'll give it my all."

With little time left to prepare, the two ceased their discussion.

Soon, as the countdown ended, both of their figures disappeared from the transit station.

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Cold, damp, noisy, dim, smelly.

The prison room was far from as clean as shown on TV, and the way demons constructed prisons was nothing like the meticulousness of humans.

The walls were covered with bizarre snail-like creatures. If touched, they felt disgustingly slimy, just like touching snot.

This moss was a unique insect from the Demon Realm, reportedly edible. Many prisoners, when starving, would eat these creatures to sustain themselves.

Of course, the taste was as repulsive as it could get, causing half the people to vomit it out because of the revulsion.

Thus, the prison cell was filled with the mingled stench of stomach acid and rotting food, making the smell even more nauseating.

When Zhou Baiyu opened his eyes, he found himself shackled and dressed in a black and white striped prison uniform.

He stared at the uniform and soon received a prompt.

[Item Name: A garment to distinguish prey by number.]

[Specialty: Fashionable black and white stripes.]

[Introduction: Don't wonder why your identity is still that of the "big radish" Jiang Xianwu; everyone's identity is the same, bound after the first trial in the Advanced World. In subsequent summonings, you might appear as an outsider, or possibly, a participant in the game.

For instance, this time, prison management by demons has always been poor; they won't care if there's an extra person in the prison.]

[Status: Mutatable, deviation rate 87%. Would you like to mutate?]

Zhou Baiyu had a doubt—if he changed his uniform, would the items on him also disappear?

As he thought this, he suddenly wanted to check his panel.

The word 'attributes' flashed in his mind, and information appeared before Zhou Baiyu's eyes.

[Identity: attendant.]

[Profession: different walker.]

[Status: Corruption value -3.5.]

[Evaluation: A pitiful different walker about to face danger and possibly die at the hands of various demons. Yet perhaps, he could leverage his trump cards and struggle mightily.]

[Personal Status: The troubles of the great precursor Kuang Xun]

[Personal Items: 'Guang Tongchen Happy Dice,' 'Overtime Trouble Boots,' 'Timeless Watch,' please invoke from the item menu.]

[Personal Skills: Absolute Moment, Whims of the God of Difference and Chaos, Summoning Corruption Tentacles.]

[Personal Exclusive Traits: "Temperament of the God of Difference and Chaos," "Sixth Sense Player," "Orator," "Unstable Growth," "Unstable Financer," "Unknown Trait" (This trait will unlock when the corruption value reaches 100).]

Zhou Baiyu stroked his chin; so, the concept of an item bar had emerged.

Moreover, his personal attribute panel had become more detailed than before.

Once his inner questions were resolved, Zhou Baiyu's attention returned to the prison itself.

In a prison of thousands, it was naturally noisy. Fortunately, he could see some of the outside conditions through the iron bar door.

It was a circular prison, with all the cells distributed around the ring, and at the center of this circular prison stood a huge white Demon Crystal Column.

The Demon Crystal Column seemed capable of transmitting images. At present, all the inmates were watching the images being broadcast from the column, which was probably the demons' version of television.

Zhou Baiyu also found himself drawn to these images, since he was puzzled about how he ended up in prison...

He soon found the answer.

On the Magic Crystal Wall, a demoness dressed in human clothes—a succubus in a fetching cat-girl outfit using her race's talent for enhanced communicative abilities—was describing the content of the program.

"Demons from all over! Welcome to the first episode of the Demon Feast—The Great Prison Hunt!"

Zhou Baiyu was shocked. He looked at the succubus in the cat-girl outfit and suddenly thought of something.

The outfit even carried the emblem he used to deceive Midel back then.

Back then, Zhou Baiyu thought, since he was deceiving anyway, he simply bluffed that the noblest symbol of humanity was a '正' character.

Engraving '正' on the thigh implied that the person was upright and deserving of respect.

And the clothes this succubus wore... one of her legs was covered in a dense array of these '正' characters, which he could see from the images transmitted by the Magic Crystal Column...

It appeared that many other demons behind her, clearly not succubi, were also wearing similarly styled, provocative clothes.

"Damn, this is version 2.30... could it be that after meeting Midel in version 2.21, Midel has already successfully implemented some reforms learned from humans? Like apparel?"

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Although it was said that demon species were increasingly becoming intelligent and more like humans, eventually turning clothing into a form of "packaging" to differentiate status,

But it made sense for succubi; why then did the creatures in the Magic Crystal Column images behind, who were clearly not succubi, also wear strange fetish clothes?

He reasoned... perhaps Midel really had integrated his set of ideas; now, powerful demons, to better satisfy their inner needs—needs for dignity, started emphasizing themselves through various clothes and luxury goods.

Zhou Baiyu's heart pounded... a strong intuition suddenly surged within him—

"This is a grand demon feast... could Midel also be watching this event?"

What he did not yet know was—

Not only was Midel watching the event, but she had also actually participated in it.