According to the biochip’s estimates.
The spiritual strength of a Level 1 Acolyte is approximately double that of an average adult.
Moreover, the spiritual energy generated by my heart with 10 codes seems to have a life of its own, strongly attracting the energy particles in the air toward it!
I raised my hands, watching in fascination as a layer of bright, multicolored light wrapped around my arm, like a thin mist or magical cotton candy.
It was warm, yet refreshing—a comforting sensation I had never experienced before.
Curious to test the potential of my new level, I recited a basic incantation I rembered from public classes.
—Light! Make Darkness bow!
As I spoke the words in the language of magic, a slight vibration resonated through my body, like the hum of a freshly plucked string.
"Humm~~"
And then, suddenly, my body began to shine intensely, as if I were a small sun at the center of the room.
Light radiated from every part of , illuminating every corner of the space, forcing even the most stubborn shadows to retreat.
The walls, the furniture, and even the equipnt I had assembled earlier—they were all bathed in that warm, radiant glow.
I looked at my glowing hands, impressed, but with a confident smile on my face.
This was only a basic spell, sothing simple and rudintary taught to novice acolytes like .
It wasn’t practical in combat, useful only for lighting dark areas, turning the caster into a kind of walking lantern.
Despite its simplicity, it was a great test of spiritual endurance, as it drained a significant amount of energy to illuminate the entire body.
But what intrigued most was that I felt no fatigue.
My breathing was steady, my body relaxed.
The reason for that must be that my heart is no longer the sa.
My heart has beco a small generator.
Spiritual energy flowed constantly, without waste.
My ntal energy seed practically untouched.
I have the greatest elental affinity with light and radiance.
I watched as the luminous energy particles danced around .
And I chose to cultivate along the path of the light elent.
This has been the plan I set for myself long ago.
As for thunder and other elental energy particles, I will keep only a few to use strategically in the future!
"Snap."
The sound of my fingers snapping echoed through the room several tis.
With a small ntal effort, a thin layer of blue light appeared on my arm.
Suddenly, an electric current pulsed, making my arm tremble involuntarily.
"Tremor~~"
It’s like trying to hold an animal that doesn’t want to be held!
I realized, laughing to myself as I felt the energy rebelling against my control.
It was fascinating.
The elental thunder particles I managed to gather responded almost uncontrollably, but they were not beyond control.
I refocused, snapping the fingers of my other hand.
Another layer of blue light erged, followed by the vibrating buzz of sparks of electricity running across my fingers.
Now, with both arms wrapped in energy, I began to experint.
The light emanating from filled the room, and the faint sll of ozone indicated that the thunder particles were working as I intended.
After becoming a Level 1 Acolyte, I can use these energy particles for simple activities.
I let my mind wander, thinking about future possibilities.
Perhaps one day I could create armor that uses my body as an energy source?
But I quickly shook my head, dismissing the idea.
It would be far more useful to build automatons, weapons, and devices that operate for without depending on my own energy reserves.
After all, in a magical battle, the mage who runs out of energy first loses.
A thought occurred to and I asked.
—Biochip, did you record the previous processes?
["Beep!"]
["Recording completed. Please provide a na!"]
I thought for a mont before replying.
—Simple use of light elents and electric elental particles.
["Beep!"]
["Renaming completed. Storing in database."]
The biochip was undoubtedly my greatest tool.
But before I could get up and continue, a sudden wave of dizziness hit .
I staggered slightly, grabbing the edge of the bed to steady myself.
Haha...
I guess I shouldn’t get arrogant!
I laughed at myself as I deactivated both spells, watching the sparks of electricity vanish from my hands.
I knew the reason for my exhaustion.
The spiritual strength of a Level 1 Acolyte is still very small.
To properly use energy particles on a daily basis, I should only do so when I am at least a Level 2 Acolyte.
I rubbed my temples, feeling a slight discomfort from excessive spiritual exertion.
I had ditated before, so I knew there was only one way to restore my spiritual strength now—sleep.
Quickly tidying up the room, I made sure the container holding the cocaine crystals was secure.
I lay down, holding it firmly, and closed my eyes, sinking into a deep sleep.
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The next morning
I woke up full of energy, my mind and body completely recovered.
After getting dressed, I prepared myself for what would be another day—but this ti, it wouldn’t be just any day.
I went straight to ntor Miguel’s experintal laboratory.
As soon as I entered, I felt Miguel’s sharp gaze on .
He narrowed his eyes, as if analyzing sothing invisible around .
—Ah? That energy fluctuation? he murmured before fixing his eyes on .
—Eduard, you’ve advanced!
I smiled humbly, slightly bowing my head. —Yes!
Miguel crossed his arms, his eyes shining with satisfaction.
—It has been just over twenty days since you began engraving codes into your heart. Just as I said when you engraved your first code, your aptitude among third-class Acolytes is exceptionally outstanding. You ca very close to being a 4-star Acolyte!
—Professor! Thank you for your praise. But! I have already beco a Level 1 Acolyte and grasped the basics of the public lessons... I began, my voice carrying a tone of determination, but I was quickly interrupted.
Miguel smiled and waved his hand back and forth as he laughed.
—I know, hahaha! You’re eager to start creating technology prototypes, aren’t you? After all, you chose as your ntor for exactly that reason.
His blunt remark caught off guard, but he was absolutely right. There was no point in denying it.
Miguel continued, his voice tinged with curiosity and approval.
—I heard that you’ve been teaching information to other acolytes in the public classes to earn magic crystals. It seems your learning and morization skills are quite remarkable. Exactly what an engineer needs to advance along the path of invention.
I bowed deeply, trying to show the utmost respect.
—Thank you!
The truth is that I made the most of the free classes offered in the tower.
Although the information there was limited, it was more than enough to build a solid foundation for acolytes.
Of course, ntors possessed knowledge at much more advanced levels, but that knowledge was closely guarded and often sold at exorbitant prices.
Cutting-edge research, personal experintal data, and unique inventions were at the top of the list of the tower’s most valuable information.
That was why only the wealthiest or most promising acolytes had access to it.
Each subject cost at least 30 magic crystals—an amount far beyond my reach at the mont.
I trusted Miguel.
He had promised to share valuable knowledge when I entered the tower, and I knew my dedication would be worth it.
Miguel nodded slightly, taking so equipnt off the table.
His eyes glead as he pulled three glass flasks from a drawer, each containing luminous liquids of different colors and densities.
He placed them carefully on the table.
—These three flasks represent my three areas of specialization, said Miguel, pointing at them.
My eyes quickly analyzed each flask.
The labels were written in precise and elegant handwriting.
1.[Arcane Steam Engineering]
A fusion of magic and steam technology, this specialization focuses on enhancing traditional machines with magical enchantnts.
Main skills: Enchanting boilers to improve efficiency (such as eternal heat or magical pressure control).
Integrating runes into gears to reduce wear or increase power.
Designing steam-powered devices that incorporate magic crystals as energy sources.
Example projects, Creating a locomotive that crosses steep terrain using magical levitation. Forging an enchanted chanical hand for injured mages.
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