“This device is a Magitech Brainwave Explorer.”6

At the coastal theater, I showed the adventurers the cylindrical machine and its helmet—a brainwave explorer, one I had once used myself.0

“This explorer holds a test of my own design. It will draw on your mana and blood to activate the magic circle. From there, you will explore. Succeed, and you pass. Fail, and you're dismissed,” I said.0

The brainwave explorer was already a masterpiece in its own right—but now, with the Midas Touch imbued into it, it lacked nothing to create an entirely new world of the unconscious.0

“It’s rather simple.”0

Therefore, the test of mental strength was simple. Each participant surrendered their consciousness to the machine. With their mana, they offered silent consent—and with their blood, they signed the magic circle I had prepared. The result mirrored a phenomenon similar to Carla’s Authority.0

Technically, it was only a reproduction of Carla’s Authority—but close enough, I thought.0

"There are 433 adventurers gathered here. Any may step forward and take the test at will. And naturally—should one choose to withdraw midway, that too is allowed," I concluded, my eyes sweeping across the crowd.0

Red Garnet, Azure Helm, Blue Marlin—several well-known adventure teams had gathered. And as a rule of thumb, if a team carried a color in its name, they were never the average sort.2

“... I, like—straight up have a needle allergy, dude?!”1

At that moment, I caught sight of a man in martial attire, shouting at full volume and waving his arms like he owned the sky.0

“Hehehehe… sooo, like—what now, dude?"0

It was Jackal—Carla’s younger brother, grinning—who had already drawn every...0