Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...

  "Boom!"

  Several newborns were chatting and laughing, just walking out of the giant forest, when they heard a loud thud.

  "Isn't that Ailin?"

  "What's wrong with your face?"

  Following the direction of the sound, these freshmen who were about to head to Commercial Street were shocked to see Ailin covered in mud and dust, looking like he had fallen countless times. Moreover, judging from his body's continuous convulsions, it was clear that Ailin's physical strength had thoroughly exceeded its limits, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

  "Ailing, what's going on?"

  "How are you?"

  Several newborn calves were stunned for a moment before rushing up with their whole body emitting cold air.

  But just as they rushed to Ailin's side, Ailin had already stood up trembling all over.

  "I'm fine... almost there..."

  The faces of these newborns all turned white because they saw that Ailin's eyes were somewhat unfocused when making these sounds, and Ailin was almost in a state of unconsciousness.

  "His back and chest were swollen, what happened?"

  "What exactly did he do?"

  These new students followed Ailin to the dormitory, and for a moment, they didn't know what to do.

  Ling Jie's power was not something that Ailin had ever seen in any of his previous opponents, especially when he tried to land a finishing blow on Ling Jie. Ailin had fixed his body in place, making the impact even greater. When he left God Shield Academy, his entire body felt like it was cracking with pain, and every step he took felt like there were ten thousand ants gnawing at him from the inside out, each step testing the limits of his endurance.

  When he walked back to Sheng Li Ming College, he was already somewhat unconscious and didn't know how many times he had fallen. Under the escort of several new students, as soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell asleep completely.

  Just as these freshmen observed Ailin for a while, confirming that his breath was very stable and there should be no problem, then with incomprehensible re-walking out of the dormitory gate, news about Ailin going to Shendu College to challenge Ling Jie had already spread to Sheng Li Ming College.

  "Moss went to God Shield Academy?"

  "Because of Godou's insult to Kiri, he went to challenge him recklessly?"

  When standing not far from the entrance of the dormitory, from the mouths of the new students who came back from outside in twos and threes, it was heard that Ling Jie had not only condensed his Tao Yuan particles early, but also among the senior students of Shen Dun Academy, he was considered a formidable elite student. It was also heard that Ailin had defeated his opponent with a two-loss strategy, to the point where the members of the opposing academy's team all came out to apologize on behalf of Ling Jie, at which point these new students who had originally sent Ailin back to the dormitory were completely silent.

  "It's just because they looked down on our college team, looked down on our college, that he fought like this."

  "He's just a freshman and he dares to come to Godou Academy, to someone else's place, to challenge an opponent like that! Compared to him, what are we?"

  "He even took the initiative to practice extra in class, and every time he practiced more than any of us..."

  "Go! Let's go do another set of basic exercises!"

  These newborns lingered for a long time on the roadside outside the dormitory building, and then almost simultaneously let out a loud shout and rushed towards the giant forest.

  "We can't let people look down on us!"

  "We must work harder too!"

  More and more newborns who were originally ready to rest rushed into the giant forest with enthusiasm.

  ……

  "Ailing!"

  "Ba Luo, you're back?"

  Before the first light of dawn had fallen on Saint Lumin Academy, Ailin was woken up from his sleep by someone. He subconsciously thought it was Bero who had returned, but after spending a few minutes finally seeing clearly who was standing in front of him, he foolishly asked: "Moss, how did you come here? The sky is still dark, what woke me up for?"

  "Are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten everything? It was you who told me that you had opened the first technique door and condensed the technique yuan particles, so I rushed back to get the dwarf divider."

  "Dwarf divider?"

  Ailing was stunned for another minute before she finally reacted thoroughly, "Right, you brought it?"

  "Are you awake yet?" Moss silently waved a shiny object in front of Ailin, "Don't you see what's in my hand?"

  "Is this the Dwarf's Divider?"

  Ailin examined the object in Moss's hand. It was like a crystal artwork, a transparent disc with many concave scales on its surface, and a small hole in the center that could be seen through. Inside the disc, however, were many large and small beads rolling along the grooves.

  "How did you measure it?" Elin, who had thoroughly woken up, felt that his whole body was still very painful, but within the tolerable range. He also felt that there were indeed some sparkling particles left in the sea of his mind, so he immediately became excited and asked eagerly.

  "Just put your fingers into this dial hole." Moss took a deep breath, looked at Ailing and said seriously: "Later, your fingers may hurt a bit, you can wave your hand, but don't smash this dial elsewhere, or it will break the dial."

  Ailin then stretched out her index finger and poked at the hole in the middle of the dwarf's divider, saying "It won't go in."

  "You idiot!" Moss shouted with a black face: "Can't you change your fingers?"

  "Oh." Ailin smiled awkwardly and inserted her pinky finger.

  "Ah!"

  His small fingers suddenly felt a sharp pain, the hole in the middle of the caliper seemed to shrink suddenly, as if it was going to pinch off his finger. He let out a loud cry and frantically waved his hand.

  "Alright, don't move!"

  Mo Ke forcibly held down his hand, "The divider is just a device that creates pain. When your spiritual energy is fully concentrated on your fingertips and your entire body is desperately trying to shake off the divider, it measures your spiritual energy. If you don't move, it will immediately loosen and not hurt."

  "Is it a little painful?" Ailin felt that her tears were about to fall unconsciously.

  "Alright, no more nonsense."

  Moss immediately took the dwarf divider in his hand.

  A ring of pale green light miraculously lit up on the surface of the dial.

  Then Ailin saw that one of the gradations lit up.

  "Twenty! Your mental power has already reached twenty!"

  "I told you, you're still not at the level where you can condense Yuan pellets!"

  Moss suddenly let out a series of cries.

  "Ayling suddenly doubted his own IQ, 'What does twenty mean? You said spiritual power has twenty, it seems very powerful, but then you say I haven't reached the standard of Yuan water condensation, what do you mean?'"

  "The scale of this vernier caliper is one hundred, did you see it?"

  Morse took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't help looking at Elin with the same gaze as when he looked at the monster.

  "Thirty is roughly the level at which one can condense technique particles. Generally speaking, it's only around fifty that one can open the second technique gate. Your spiritual power is currently twenty, not enough to condense technique particles, but it's also quite strange because, logically speaking, someone like you who has just awakened shouldn't have a spiritual power of more than ten or so. In other words, on this path from awakening to condensing technique particles, you've already covered two-thirds of the way, but I can be certain that among our current batch of new students, the vast majority have only covered one-third at most."

  "Not enough?" Ailin stared blankly at the vernier caliper in Moss's hand, with the green light shining on it, he saw more clearly that there was a circular scale engraved on the surface of the caliper, and now twenty scales were lit up with green light.

  Moss nodded: "It's still not enough, but it's already very strange. Your spiritual strength is somewhat stronger than the normal level."

  "Was it because Old Gins gave me so much training?" Ailin muttered to himself, and couldn't help but think of the scenes of desperately practicing every day in Korolin Town for so many years. "So does this mean that I'll be able to condense my Yuan particles faster than expected?" He immediately became excited again.

  "The progress of your spiritual power is also the result of accumulation through repeated transcendence of limits and intense practice. The number of times determines the achievement, but Mr. Huston and his colleagues must have thought that your spiritual power was only slightly stronger than that of an average freshman, at most 12 or 13 on this scale. But they definitely didn't expect you to already be at 20!" Moss said with a heavy heart: "According to normal thinking, even if Mr. Huston thinks you practice twice as hard as all the freshmen and have twice as many intense battles, that would save half the time. A good student can condense their spiritual power into a technique in two years, but for you...the time may be shortened by at least half again."

  "Half a year?" Ailin asked dazedly.

  "Yes." Moss hung his head in despair, looking like a dejected eggplant, his confidence greatly shaken. In the entire history of Saint Dawn Academy, there were probably only a few people who could condense their magical energy into a Yuan pellet within half a year.

  "Six months? That's so long?" But Ailin couldn't understand his feelings at all, and instead became depressed and shouted, "No way, it seems I still have to work hard and practice desperately. Not only do I need to be more diligent than them by one fold, but at least two folds!"

  "You!"

  Thinking that he still doesn't know how much time it will take to reach the standard of Condensed Magic Particles, looking at Elin's appearance, Mos has a urge to vomit blood.

  "Could it be that this vernier caliper is inaccurate! I clearly felt that I had already opened the door of skill, and obtained the skill particles!"

  But Ailin shouted again, shaking his body urgently, "Moss! Moss! You also try it out and see if it's lost its magic!"

  A loud, mournful cry rang out.

  Mo listened to Ailing's words and really measured it.

  Then Ailin snatched the protractor and took a look.

  "Thirteen..." Ailing counted the scale and asked Moss, who had a black line all over his face: "Moss, are you thirteen... is this dial accurate?"

  "Right! More than anything!" He grabbed the protractor and shouted in Ailin's ear. At this time, he somewhat understood Mr. Houston's feelings sometimes.