Chapter 129: Rend of the World-Order
Ayla rolled smoothly through the automated silver doorway of her reinforced private residential suite. The heavy metallic doors instantly slid shut behind her mass with a soft, pressurized click, completely cutting off the distant, angry murmurs of the traumatized freshman students out in the corridors.
The quietness inside her room was highly therapeutic. Ayla floated toward the center of the plush training rug, letting her round blue body expand slightly as she relaxed her internal muscles.
Beneath her translucent surface, her newly stabilized Apocalypse Gold Metal Core was humming with a deep, majestic rhythm. It felt incredibly vast and dense, radiating steady waves of clean golden mana through her fluid pathways.
"Finally, some peace," Ayla muttered to herself, her mental voice carrying a distinct note of satisfaction. "The air out there smelled entirely too much like envious teenagers."
"Oh, come on, you should be celebrating!" Nexus’s voice chimed inside her head, accompanied by a festive shower of tiny digital confetti popping across her right holographic lens. "Ninety-eight thousand four hundred points! You didn’t just win the practical orientation exam, little monster. You completely broke the system’s historical data limits. The evaluation department is currently restructuring the entire grading matrix because of you."
"The points do not matter to me," Ayla replied flatly, her golden-ringed pupils narrowing. "The only thing I care about is the prize. Did Instructor Argenta send the reward yet?"
"Let me check the administrative delivery queue," Nexus clicked her digital tongue, a small loading circle spinning over Ayla’s eye. "Ah, look at that. Speak of the devil. Your scary homeroom teacher is not even using the standard automated drone delivery. She is currently walking down your specific hallway right now."
A second later, a firm, rhythmic knocking sound echoed against the thick iron doors of her suite.
Ayla used her fluid control to slide toward the control panel, releasing the mechanical locking mechanisms. The heavy door smoothly slid open, revealing the towering, imposing figure of Instructor Argenta standing in the brightly lit corridor.
The dark green-haired instructor looked exactly the same as she did in the evaluation hall. Her midnight-black academy uniform was completely crisp, and her silver, pupil-less eyes carried a cold, unreadable expression.
However, as she stepped into the private suite and her gaze locked onto Ayla’s glossy blue mass, her pale eyebrows raised by a fraction of a millimeter.
"A stable Gold Rank breakthrough," Argenta remarked, her sharp voice echoing in the quiet room. "And your core density is already matching a peak Gold Crusader. It seems my initial assessment of your growth speed was still far too conservative, Ayla."
Ayla simply bobbled her round body up and down in a quiet greeting, not offering any explanation about the elephant-sized Apocalypse core she had swallowed. "Instructor Argenta. Did you bring the bone?"
Argenta let out a very brief, dry chuckle, clearly entertained by the small slime’s direct, no-nonsense attitude.
She did not ask any probing questions about the strange system rumors or the blank log files that had driven the other division directors to pure madness.
She reached her gloved hand into her spatial coat pocket and pulled out a small, rectangular box made from dense black iron.
"The other division directors tried to file three separate official protests to block this distribution," Argenta said smoothly, opening the iron box with a soft click. "They claimed your final score was a statistical glitch and demanded a full memory wipe investigation. But the Grand Dean personally signed the clearance form. Nobody can override a sole survivor result."
Inside the iron box sat a fragment of an ancient, petrified bone. It was only about three inches long, looking incredibly dry and brittle, but the moment the box opened, a terrifying, prehistoric aura flooded the entire residential room.
The air became freezing cold, and the faint, distant echo of a dying god’s roar vibrated through the floorboards.
"This is the ancient Bone Fragment from the Primordial Battlefield," Argenta explained, her silver eyes reflecting the dull gray sheen of the bone. "It contains a small trace of unrefined world-order law. To normal students, it is just a highly dangerous material used to forge high-grade weapons. But for a primitive lifeform like you, it should provide a decent snack. Take it."
Argenta flipped her wrist, tossing the dry bone fragment directly toward the blue slime.
Ayla did not wait. She opened her translucent blue mass wide, creating a small fluid vortex that instantly swallowed the black iron box and the bone fragment whole, dropping them straight into her golden center.
The moment her internal fluids wrapped around the ancient bone, her Apocalypse Gold Metal Core began to spin like a wild hurricane.
A sharp, burning sensation exploded inside her mass as her golden core greedily began to strip away the petrified layers of the bone, extracting the rare, ancient world-order law hidden deep within the marrow.
"Thank you, Instructor," Ayla communicated, her mental voice vibrating slightly from the intense internal heat of digestion.
"Do not thank me yet," Argenta replied, her expression turning serious as she adjusted her uniform cap. "You have completely painted a massive target on your back, little monster. By eliminating all ten thousand students, you did not just humiliate your peers. You thoroughly embarrassed the noble families and the powerful royal factions backing the top geniuses of the other sub-divisions."
Ayla bobbled her body indifferently. "They are weak. If they come to my room, I will just make them have seizures again."
"The freshmen are weak, yes," Argenta agreed, her silver eyes flashing with a cold warning light. "But the orientation trial is now officially over. Starting tomorrow, the main academy sectors will be completely open to your batch. That means you will finally cross paths with the senior students from the second and third academic years."
"Are the senior students strong?" Ayla asked, a slight spark of genuine interest rising in her golden pupils.
"The average second-year student is a peak Gold Crusader, and the elite vanguard leaders have already formed powerful factions backed by Crown-ranked powerhouses," Argenta explained, walking back toward the doorway. "They have spent months hunting in the dangerous outer sectors of the realm. They will not be as simple to short-circuit as these pampered freshmen. Rest well tonight, Ayla. The real battlefield begins tomorrow."
With those final words, Instructor Argenta turned around and walked out of the suite, the silver doorway sliding shut behind her back to lock the room once more.
Ayla rolled back to the center of the training rug and immediately sank her consciousness deep into her internal layout. She did not care about the senior factions or the upcoming academic year.
Her entire focus was completely consumed by the incredible transformation happening inside her core.
The rare world-order law extracted from the ancient Bone Fragment was smoothly fusing with the purple-tinted gold energy of the World Devouring Serpent.
The combination of these two higher-plane essences was doing something completely miraculous to her biological framework.
[ System Notice: Rare Material ’Primordial Bone Fragment’ successfully digested. ]
[ Analyzing world-order law packets... Alignment complete. ]
[ Your unique trait ’Steel Claw Transformation’ has detected compatible evolutionary data. ]
[ Initiating skill synthesis and mutation now. ]
Ayla’s golden eyes widened as a massive wave of dense, heavy golden liquid began to gather at the very front of her blue mass. The fluid condensed rapidly, turning harder than titanium within a fraction of a second.
Clang.
A loud, metallic sound echoed in the quiet suite as a set of five majestic, pitch-black claws slowly extended from her blue fluid mass.
Unlike her previous silver claws, these new claws were completely solid, covered in intricate, glowing golden runes that constantly absorbed the ambient mana from the room.
The tips of the claws were so incredibly sharp that they literally sliced through the air parameters, leaving tiny, faint black tears in the spatial fabric of the room just by existing.
"Oh wow!" Nexus gasped loudly, her digital voice flashing a massive block of green stat charts across Ayla’s vision. "Look at this mutation! Your basic physical skill has completely evolved into a high-tier law attribute trait!"
[ Trait Mutation Successful! ]
[ ’Steel Claw Transformation’ (Silver) has officially evolved into: ’Rend of the World-Order’ (Gold) ]
[ Description: By channeling the ancient law attributes of the Primordial Bone Fragment, your claws can now completely ignore up to eighty percent of all physical and magical defensive barriers below the Crown Rank. Every strike carries a permanent bleeding effect that damages the target’s soul container directly. ]
Ayla retracted the black claws back into her translucent blue body, letting out a deep, satisfied ripple. With this new trait, even if she encountered a senior student with a heavy physical shield or a powerful magic barrier, she could easily rip through their protections like wet paper.
"This is a very good tool," Ayla muttered, her golden-ringed pupils glowing in the dim light of the suite. "The bone was definitely worth the trouble."
"And that is not the only reward you got today," Nexus chuckled softly, her voice dropping into a secretive, playful whisper. "Since your final score reached ninety-eight thousand points, the primary administrative mainframe was forced to unlock a special, hidden achievement reward that is usually reserved for graduation seniors. Look at your main interface screen."
Ayla blinked her golden eyes, and a large, glowing purple notification window instantly expanded in front of her face.
[ Hidden Achievement Unlocked: ’The Map Cleanser’ ]
[ Reward Granted: One Private Cosmic Hunting Coordinate Token. ]
[ Description: This token allows the user to bypass the standard academy simulation grid once every month, granting direct personal transport to a real, unmanaged primitive world in the outer universe to hunt and harvest authentic cosmic entities without any safety parameters or restrictions. ]
Ayla’s entire round body froze for a second as she read the descriptions. A massive, wild wave of excitement instantly bubbled up from her golden core, causing her blue jelly surface to ripple violently.
A real, unmanaged primitive world. Authentic cosmic entities. No safety parameters.
This was exactly what she had been starving for. The simulation maps were entirely too fake, and the academy students were far too fragile to satisfy her monstrous hunger.
But a real world filled with living, breathing primitive monsters meant she could finally hunt, kill, and eat to her heart’s content without worrying about system ejections or annoying professors watching her through crystalline screens.
"Nexus," Ayla whispered, her mental voice shivering with a terrifying, bloodthirsty anticipation. "Can we use this token right now?"
"Not tonight, little monster," Nexus replied with a gentle, digital pat against her mind. "Your new gold core still needs a few more hours of sleep to perfectly settle down after eating that bone fragment. Plus, the academy orientation restarts tomorrow morning. Let’s go see the senior students first. If they try to mess with you, we can use their expressions as a nice appetizer before we launch our first real hunt."
Ayla let out a slow, compliant ripple, gradually calming her wild aura down. She contracted her blue mass into a tight, perfect ball of jelly, resting comfortably on the soft training rug as the golden light inside her core slowly faded into a quiet, peaceful hum.
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