Finally, after completing and reaching my goal of 100% efficiency, I deactivated the virtual laboratory and stood up from the chair.
I gathered the books scattered across the table and returned them to the shelf, carefully placing each one in its proper place.
I walked to the center of the room and gave a ntal command.
—Transfer the alphabet with 100% efficiency into my mind.
["Beep!"]
In an instant, I felt my mind flooded with information.
It was as if every letter, every detail, every nuance of the magical language had been imprinted directly into my being.
I raised my hand with a touch of excitent and spoke the words in the language of magic.
"Reveal yourself."
A hum cut through the air and reverberated throughout the room. The entire space trembled slightly, and then my eyes shone intensely.
In the air, glowing particles began to appear, floating in all directions.
Small particles of luminous energy danced around .
So, this is magic? I whispered, a smile forming on my face as I watched the spectacle unfold before .
But the most incredible part was that I felt neither fatigue nor pain.
This small enchantnt, one of the few described in the literacy book, seed to consu almost none of my ntal energy.
I let out a nearly disbelieving laugh.
Holy shit, I’m amazing!
I walked to the window, feeling a new kind of euphoria.
Outside, the vast forest stretched out, now also covered in energy particles.
But they were not only luminous; there were brown, green, and red particles—colors that represented different elents.
It was like seeing a new world hidden in plain sight.
["Beep!"]
The laboratory’s voice interrupted my admiration.
["A small error has been detected in the host’s thought process!"]
I frowned.
—What? What do you an by error? I asked ntally.
["According to the logic of the book stored in my database, it should not be possible for a Level 0 acolyte to cast basic enchantnts like this without suffering severe side effects."]
I crossed my arms, thoughtful.
Perhaps I am the only one capable of such a feat.
These basic enchantnts, like spells, only beco viable without major harm starting at Level 1.
After all, ntal energy is not a great source of power; that is why mages use spiritual energy.
An idea began to form, sothing revolutionary.
My eyes shone, this ti with excitent.
Perhaps... Have I just opened a new branch of magic?
But I quickly shook my head, correcting myself.
No... I didn’t create anything new or discover sothing unprecedented.
I simply maximized the alphabet.
Suddenly, a new possibility took shape in my mind.
Holy shit! Does this an I can cast spells almost instantly?
Maybe in the future, when I reach Level 2 or 3, it will take only a few seconds to cast truly powerful magic!
Now, let’s get to the main course.
The glowing potion containing the ditation technique was waiting for .
I sat down in the chair, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.
The energy particles, once visible to my eyes, now beca subtle sensations throughout my body.
I opened my eyes, extended my right hand, and picked up the potion vial.
With my left hand, I removed the wooden cork.
"Pop~~"
The soft sound echoed as I uncorked the bottle.
I tilted it slightly to catch the scent of the liquid, but there was none.
No sll? I thought, shrugging.
Without hesitation, I tilted the bottle and drank its contents in a single gulp, feeling the cold liquid spread through my body.
The sensation was imdiate.
An intense chill spread through my chest, rising to my head.
Suddenly, a throbbing pain struck , like an electric current burning through my brain.
"Ugh~~"
With a groan, I clutched my head with both hands as new information was forcibly inserted into my mind.
It wasn’t like learning sothing slowly; it was as if an entire library had been dumped directly into my brain.
Then the words appeared, clear and sharp.
["Elental ditation Technique!"]
The pain began to fade, although I still felt groggy, as if my mind were overloaded.
I took a few deep breaths to steady myself.
—Biochip, activate the virtual laboratory.
The environnt around disappeared instantly, and once again I found myself floating in the laboratory’s digital void.
["Virtual laboratory successfully activated!"]
Still feeling a faint buzzing in my mind, I gave another command.
"Create a folder."
["Beep!"]
["Folder successfully created!"]
—Rena this folder to: Elental ditation Technique for Acolytes.
["Folder renad!"]
—Now transfer all information about ditation techniques from my mind into this folder.
["Information successfully transferred!"]
—Now, based on this information, create holograms of and begin practicing the technique, following the instructions step by step.
["Task received!"]
["Starting execution..."]
The laboratory began to vibrate, and holograms identical to appeared everywhere.
Each one sat in a lotus position, crossing their legs and closing their eyes.
I watched carefully as they began to practice.
Elental ditation techniques, as the na suggested, were basic practices for acolytes.
They vaguely resembled the Buddhist ditations from my previous world, but here there was a supernatural elent that made them unique.
Each hologram tried to create magical codes within their hearts.
The veins connected to the organ needed to be filled with magical letters, as if intricate runes were being carved into living flesh.
The more precise and nurous the codes, the more energy the heart could generate, transforming it into a kind of magical battery.
The practice was divided into four levels.
Acolyte Level 0 — Ability to study magical letters.
Acolyte Level 1 — Inscribe 10 magical codes into the heart, transforming it into a small magical energy battery.
Acolyte Level 2 — Engrave 20 magical codes into each hemisphere of the brain, turning it into a second battery.
Acolyte Level 3 — Inscribe magical codes into all the bones of the body, along with other unclear requirents.
The speed and precision required to inscribe these codes depended entirely on the acolyte’s talent.
That explained why individuals with greater aptitude progressed much faster.
I watched the holograms trying, failing, so even suffering severe damage for inscribing incorrect codes without the necessary precision.
An acolyte with sun-level talent could reach Level 1 in just four or five days.
A moon-level acolyte would take 15 to 20 days.
Acolytes with three-star, two-star, or one-star talents would take progressively longer, even several years.
As I observed the holograms, the complexity of this technique beca increasingly clear.
I understood why instructors favored talented acolytes so much—guiding soone with superior aptitude was a rare opportunity to shape a powerful mage in their own image.
Do these rules apply to ?
Hahaha!
Without hesitation, I moved my hand to the side, and the holograms vanished like digital dust.
I briefly closed my eyes, reflecting on the diocrity I had just witnessed.
Practices designed to accommodate diocrity... what a waste.
—Rewrite this ditation technique using my magical literacy, which is stored in the Magical Alphabet and Magical Numbers folder.
["Beep!"]
["Executing command..."]
Lines of code intertwined, data floated, and holographic diagrams ford and vanished as the laboratory processed the task.
Only a fool would practice this diocre technique.
It was designed so that any idiot could understand it, but I am not just anyone.
With the magical letters and numbers I perfected earlier, this technique could be completely transford.
After a few minutes of processing, the laboratory announced:
["Command completed!"]
["Technique successfully rewritten!"]
I smiled slightly, but I still wasn’t satisfied.
—It’s not finished!
—Now, based on the size and proportions of my internal organs, update this technique.
—Remove all standard information created based on the generic bodies of the mages who designed it.
["Beep!"]
The screens and holograms resud their chaotic dance before .
After several more adjustnts and refinents, the virtual laboratory announced:
["Technique successfully refined and personalized!"]
I extended my hand as if holding the result in my palm and gave another command.
—Save this information in the folder I created a few monts ago!
["Information successfully saved!"]
—Now begin emulating this technique with holograms, I ordered firmly.
—I want absolute perfection in the practice.
—I will accept nothing less than perfection.
—Emulate everything, record every error, correct every flaw.
—When I attempt this technique with my real body, I want it to feel as if I have already walked this path thousands of tis.
["Beep!"]
["Task received..."]
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