I Hate Systems

Chapter 863 The Power Of Tell-Tale

Like an erupting volcano, the more he spoke, the greater his anger billowed out. While conversing with the collective consciousness controlling Stencil, even though he didn't display it on his face, he was internally hurt, angry at himself and at his enemies that dared this.

After all, he was able to infer a lot of details, especially since he had a relatively better understanding of collective consciousnesses thanks to the wristwatch that Hazen had given him.

Through it, he found out that Stencil had been at constant war against the collective consciousnesses in her body, one that spanned decades. She had used the Coordinates he gave her as collateral to set up a base of operations and gradually influence her body.

It seemed she loved this world, treating it as her home world. Therefore, she wished the people here to live happier lives. And every time an enemy collective consciousness created a monster that wreaked havoc, she was hurt. Her heart ached at the sadness caused as a result.

It was not to mention that she didn't just have to face these cunning retards of collective consciousnesses, but also work on bringing more on her side, set up countermeasures in the outside world to deal with the monsters, lay down the foundation to evolve this world in a direction that made them resistant to the influence of Systems, and even prepare against external threats like the Invaders.

This was the world that the Tell-Tale System had been focusing on right when it was summoned to the battlefield. Therefore, it was only a matter of time before the other Grade 3 Systems discovered it while roaming through the multiverse in search of new worlds to influence.

The Invader System was the first to stumble upon this world. Stencil was running out of time, especially since she was aware that this time, Immortal wasn't there to save her.

So, not only did she have to grow strong, but she also had to create a fortress strong enough to protect her, all before she was discovered by Zaira.

Hazen was unconscious at the start, suffering from the collective consciousness plaguing his mind. But the moment he gained a bit of control over himself, he began to work on his timeline in a hurry.

After all, he had missed his people back home in the Cultivation World, the place that he wished to protect. It was apparent that Hazen had helped them a lot, especially since he didn't have a strong connection with them in the first place—after the split.

He was once Compass Carburettor, but the Lore that created him made him out to be an entirely different person. It was only because he had experienced all of Compass Carburettor's lifetime that he took the risk to save Stencil once.

But once he understood what the collective consciousnesses were, he refrained from helping Stencil and focused on returning home. The Hero World was in a better state than his Cultivation World.

It now lacked a guardian in his absence, unable to defend itself from the Systems. It had to be noted that this world was pretty popular with the Systems. And considering the recent changes, the Systems had already figured out that Hazen was from here.

So, he needed to return as soon as possible.

This implied that Hazen too couldn't help Stencil. This left Truck-Kun and Compass Carburettor. Truck-Kun wasn't a staunch ally of theirs in the first place. He was someone bound by his concept and just wished to transmigrate them based on his instincts.

He didn't have any other means to help her. Moreover, her enemy collective consciousnesses had already taken measures to prevent him from taking action, blocking his powers completely.

The last was Compass Carburettor, someone so beaten and battered that he didn't even gain consciousness for a decade. The effects of the countless Skills of the Systems were still active in him, rampaging throughout.

That, including his overexertion of Mental Strength, meant he couldn't help either.

Gehera was the sole person to aid her, keeping Stencil in check whenever the enemy collective consciousnesses took control of her to wreak havoc in the world.

'She had been through a lot. And the cause of her pain is the damned Regression System!' Compass Carburettor's rage was like a beam of radiation that seeped out of the world through the hole created by a group of Invaders.

Like a solar flare, it vaporised those in the vicinity before being snuffed out as the barrier healed itself.

"It seems I've yet to have a handle on my anger." Compass Carburettor sighed as he suppressed himself, 'Since I'm becoming more and more like a human, my emotions are also becoming more vibrant and pronounced. This is both good and bad.'

"Anyway, all you guys have to understand is one, undeniable fact." Compass Carburettor said as he stared at the faculty, "The Invaders are just minions created by a terrifying entity. These entities go by the name of Systems. And they would stop at nothing until they devour the Genesis Hero."

"If you wish to know more about this, then reach S-Class." Compass Carburettor turned around to leave, "And, work harder on training the next generation. The Invaders would only be coming in stronger from now on."

He then stared at old man Mida, telling him the exact words he wished to hear, "If you wish to fight by the Genesis Hero's side, you need to grow stronger."

"Your experience from the chaotic era is necessary. Even I wasn't conscious back then."

"Haah," Old man Mida let out a breath of air before his eyes turned sharp as he looked at Compass Carburettor, "If I reach S-Class, will you tell me more about the Genesis Hero?"

"Why would I tell you?" Compass Carburettor rolled his eyes and exited the faculty room, "You'll gain the qualification to ask her yourself."

The moment he exited the faculty room and began to walk through the corridor, Compass Carburettor could feel intense fighting spirit brim out from behind him, 'Indeed, the stronger the hero, the greater they worship Stencil, especially the senior generation that has fought by her side.'

"You've created a great legacy for yourself here, brat. But, let me imprint it deeper into this world. It's a tale worth imprinting." Compass Carburettor smirked as the fighting spirit transformed into a stream that revolved around him before seeping into the ground.

'It was worth speaking my head off there.' He didn't do anything beyond that and arrived at his classroom, having activated a power that none could even sense.

The power of Tell-Tale!