Three days later...
At 6 p.m. New York ti, inside a bedroom in one of the houses within a moderately prosperous district community. Spotted a handso man sitting cross-legged on the bed with two closed eyes with his face and body sweating profusely.
It had been more than 12 hours since Jeremy had started his ditation to gather enough mana to form a whirlpool inside his upper dantian.
If there was anyone nearby, they would be able to tell that Jeremy's conditions were not good at all. Sotis, his body would tremble slightly and then stop, and sotis, sweat droplets would ooze out of his body unstoppably.
Even with the 64 degrees Fahrenheit (18 degrees Celsius) temperature from the air conditioner within the room, it couldn't stop the sweat at all.
If this continued on, Jeremy might be dead from dehydration. Fortunately, in the past 3 days, he had been drinking water and food vigorously like a greedy pig.
Nevertheless, even after 12 hours of gathering mana particles, he knew that it still didn't reach even half of the required amount needed to form a whirlpool.
Usually, for ordinary people, they shouldn't do ditation for more than 2 hours at once. On the contrary, a gifted person who had a very high affinity to magic and mana could do around 3 hours at most.
That ant everyone had a different optimum ti fra to ditate exclusively to themselves.
Because initially, when a person ditated, it would certainly help that person improve and boost their body, mind, and amount-cum-density of the mana.
But nothing good lasted forever, there was a limit for everyone's mind and body to handle the strenuosity from practicing ditation for more than a specific ti limit.
That's why after every session of ditation, every practitioner must take an extended break to cool down their body, mind, brain, and soul.
That was also the case for Jeremy.
When he was a sage, he could ditate for more than 10 days straight, and he wouldn't even feel that tired at all. Because his body, mind, brain, and soul had been trained and honed to the very highest stage a mortal could reach.
However, right now, he was a puny mortal who didn't even train his body and mind for long, but this ti, he had ditated for more than 12 hours straight already.
This alone was an achievent that should be recorded on the Akashic Records for eternity.
Right now, Jeremy could only persevere, persevere, and persevere. He was currently trying his hardest to maintain the 10th stage of ditation while adjusting his breathing technique nonstop.
This way, he would be able to alleviate most of the burden that his body had to face to the minimum degree possible.
Even so, after the ti count had hit 10 hours, he felt that his body would break soon enough if he didn't do sothing to fix the problem.
And this ti, Jeremy ca prepared...
Therefore, he started to exert his mind power of which originated from his very being, in other words... his soul. He was overclocking his very own soul.
He used his mind power and willpower originated from his soul to sustain all of the pressure from the continuous ditation and let his body take a short rest.
This was already his second to last asure.
He couldn't manage to stop his ditation right now, or else his almost half-done whirlpool would dissipate into thin air really fast.
He knew too well that if he stopped here, he could not re-do the ditation again in a short ti because of his exhaustion.
If it was like that, he had to take a long rest and wait for 2 or 3 more days before he could do it again.
But he wanted none of those; he only wanted to successfully step into the Associate Mage stage as fast as possible. He didn't want to waste 4 or 5 more days again because the ti for the tutorial was coming closer every day.
Until 14 hours later...
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14 hours later...
Jeremy's face was as white as a sheet of paper,, but he stopped trembling and sweating like previously.
At this ti, he only felt that his soul was almost shredded apart by the shear stress from exerting his mind power too much.
After sustaining the ditation by using most of his mind power for 14 hours straight, he almost hit his limits. So, he decided it was ti to ditate in the standard way, using both his mind and body.
As a result of using his will and mind powers to sustain the ditation, the efficiency and effectiveness were only half as good as when using both body and mind.
Thus, right now, he could only gather around 60% of the required mana particles to form a whirlpool.
He had already realized by now that the chance of him succeeding was less than 30%. But he wouldn't give up that easily.
And after another 8 hours of ditation with total concentrations to attract as many mana particles as he could. The amount of mana had already reached 90%.
But the conditions of Jeremy were nowhere near the word 'normal'.
He was shaking like a leaf facing gust wind. His body and bed were drenched with sweat and got sllier with the passing seconds.
Right now, he was hesitating whether to continue gathering the mana or to stop it at this point and then re-did it again in the future.
He understood that when a person used their body and mind to the absolute limit. The only outco would be 'becoming a vegetable'.
A senseless half-dead human...
After pondering about the dilemma for a short while, finally, Jeremy decided that it would be better to stop now.
He would rather be safe than sorry...
However, he wouldn't go down without a final struggle.
Whether they were human or beast, they would struggle the hardest when cornered.
This was his last asure...
He believed that there was still a chance for him to accomplish the feat successfully if he handled it carefully enough.
He was a forr great sage of humanity after all.
So, he...
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