The Pauper Cube の小説・ストーリー

Mr Caleb said "Okay sir. Thanks" Donald said and left the office Donald return to the classroom with less worries. His clumsy face and irked countenance have drastically reduced. He look more energetic than when he was going to Mr Caleb's office He gently walk to his desk and sit down 'I just wish he can't get the money so that I will use that to torment him in this school. Without struggling, I have found something to use against him. Where can a pauper like him get such amount of money from? I will make this school a living hell for him, he will suffer in my hands. I will make him regret coming into this school. As for his friend, Mr Caleb, I will prepare a hot cake for him. No one dares w

As the white glow thinned, I realized dozens of people were standing around me, all staring wide-eyed at the strange new environment. "Welcome, all 100 players, to the Survival of the Poorest. Starting funds: 50 dollars. Objective: Survive 7 days inside the game. The winner gets one million dollars in prize money!" I silently cursed, 'Damn it!'

"[ ThE CounciL OF SlaveS HavE DecideD TO RevivE ThE OLd GodS. ]" The grotesque creature was still bowing in front of them and after listening to them. The grotesque creature pulled out a dazzling cube from his cloak with its tentacles. "My Lieges, this is what we needed." The cube was dense, black, and as big as a football, but it was flickering blue light from the cross-section, a glittering Rubik's cube. Its shape hinted that it had more than 100x100x100 complex subdivisions. The cube looked like an archaic device. Several ripples were circulating around the cube. Its aura hinted that it wasn't something simple. Space was curving around the cube. Not like an event horizon around the black-