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Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: Joining Spirit Hall

In the FGO game, Unregistered Spirit Origins were overflowing fragments of Spirit Origins. When a player had already drawn five copies of the same five-star Heroic Spirit, every sixth and later copy would grant one additional Unregistered Spirit Origin.

Because of that, Unregistered Spirit Origins were something only heavy-spending whales possessed in the game. A casual, go-with-the-flow player like Wu Ling could only look at them in the shop.

And now, this item that Wu Ling had never once owned in the game had appeared in his hand.

Wu Ling and Su Yuntao stared blankly at the Unregistered Spirit Origin in his hand at the same time.

Wu Ling's thought was, "How did this thing come here?"

Su Yuntao's thought was, "What is this thing? It looks kind of impressive."

The Unregistered Spirit Origin looked like a circular ring. Eight spindle-shaped objects pierced through the ring, and at the center, within those eight spindles, hovered a mass of blue glowing energy. That was why players affectionately called it a "plate."

Su Yuntao stepped forward and examined it carefully. He confirmed that he did not recognize this Martial Soul at all. He could not even think of a Martial Soul similar to this "plate." Left with no other choice, he asked the person involved.

"Little friend, what Martial Soul is this?"

Wu Ling's expression stiffened. The moment a Martial Soul appeared, information about it would be fed back into the body's mind, so he definitely knew its name. But if he said it was an Unregistered Spirit Origin, how would he explain what a Spirit Origin was?

"...Lord Spirit Master, according to my memory, my Martial Soul is called the Heroic Spirit Disc."

Hearing the Martial Soul's name, Su Yuntao looked at the Unregistered Spirit Origin in Wu Ling's hand. His thoughts began to race, and his eyes gradually heated up.

"Heroic Spirit Disc. Could this be a mutated Martial Soul caused by a plate? If it really is a mutated Martial Soul, the odds of having spirit power are high!

"And it mutated from a plate, one of the lowest-tier Martial Souls out there. That means there is a very high chance it mutated in a good direction. Could it be that on my very first Martial Soul awakening mission, I, Su Yuntao, have run into a talent?"

Although Su Yuntao thought many things, his body moved quickly. He brought the crystal ball directly in front of Wu Ling. Whether it was a mule or a horse, it had to be brought out and shown. As long as Wu Ling had even a trace of spirit power, Su Yuntao planned to invite him into Spirit Hall.

Wu Ling did not know why the Unregistered Spirit Origin had come to him, but he already understood that his golden finger had finally arrived. This time, he placed his hand on the crystal ball without hesitation.

According to past experience, as long as the crystal ball showed even a faint glow, it meant the tester possessed spirit power. The instant Wu Ling placed his hand on it, the crystal ball began to shine. Su Yuntao's heart trembled with excitement, because that level of brightness meant Wu Ling had at least level two spirit power.

But that glow was only the beginning. In the blink of an eye, before Su Yuntao's trembling heart could even settle, the crystal ball burst with light like a glowing lamp. Even in daylight, its radiance could not be ignored.

Su Yuntao's pupils contracted. He pointed at Wu Ling, his voice shaking.

"Innate... innate full spirit power!"

As he spoke, the way Su Yuntao looked at Wu Ling completely changed. This was innate full spirit power. Before cheats started falling from the sky in Soul Land I, the only person openly known across the world to have innate full spirit power was the newly enthroned pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.

And now, the second innate full spirit power known to the world had appeared before Su Yuntao, awakened by his own hands.

"I'm rich. I'm rich! Following Teacher to work in this place was the most correct decision I have made in my entire life."

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Su Yuntao placed both hands on Wu Ling's shoulders. He forced down his excitement and began inviting him.

"Child, what is your name?"

"Lord Spirit Master, my name is Wu Ling."

"Good, good, good. Wu Ling. A good name. From now on, don't call me lord. Just call me Brother Tao. Tell me, do you want to come to Spirit Hall?"

Fearing that Wu Ling did not understand what this meant, Su Yuntao hurriedly explained.

"Child, listen to me. Innate full spirit power like yours is rarely seen even once in several years. Our new pope, Bibi Dong, is currently the only person in the world known for innate full spirit power.

"I am only a small figure, so perhaps there are other people with innate full spirit power I do not know about. But His Holiness the Pope is certainly the strongest and most famous among them.

"As long as you agree to join Spirit Hall, I will immediately bring you to our Spirit Hall branch. Then the report will go up level by level. With the current situation, plus your identity as someone with a mutated Martial Soul and innate full spirit power, there is a very good chance you can directly meet His Holiness the Pope!"

Hearing this, Wu Ling immediately reacted.

"Wait. Newly enthroned pope Bibi Dong? And did he just say something about the current situation? Could it be that the timeline has reached the point where Tang San is about to be born, and Bibi Dong has killed Chihiro Ji and become pope?"

Wu Ling had already intended to join Spirit Hall. Now he was delighted.

"At this time, power is changing hands. Bibi Dong definitely needs a large number of people and her own faction members. If I join now, my current strength may not help much, but with my potential, I can still influence the situation. After all, no one wants to become enemies with someone who has limitless potential.

"Of course, there are downsides. This will draw the attention of some firm resistance elements. But as long as I get through the difficult period, everything afterward will be simpler.

"Naturally, the future Tang San is also a problem. But if a transmigrator cannot beat Tang San, the protagonist of a low-tier fantasy gutter, what meaning is there in living? To avoid lowering the baseline for transmigrators, I might as well kill myself."

To be honest, Wu Ling's impression of Tang San was not so bad that he had to kill him. Everyone online cursed double standards, but who was not double-standard to some degree? Who did not want the people close to them to be better off?

What truly disgusted Wu Ling was Tang San's hypocritical face and words. He did villainous things while speaking with righteous grandeur.

"Um, does joining Spirit Hall include food?"

Wu Ling asked in a deliberately innocent manner. Su Yuntao laughed happily. He could already see the day he got promoted and received a raise.

"Of course food is included, and you can eat until you are full."

"Good. Then I join."

"Hahahaha! Good, good, good!"

Su Yuntao's smile stretched so wide he could barely close his mouth. The children who had finished testing looked at Wu Ling with envy. They did not know the exact situation, but in their understanding, simply joining Spirit Hall was already a blessing accumulated over three lifetimes.

Su Yuntao led Wu Ling and the other children out. With a face glowing red, he went to meet Kiritsugu and the others.

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