Pandemonium Of A Lazy Soul - Chapter 87
All that was for the future.
I ignored everything and opened the tab for Award.
[Unlock and Create your Award-1000 points]
[Warning once you unlock Award you will lose all your progress in your magi path that you have achieved so far, along with being completely incapable of wielding a magi particles and casting spells.]
[Note-You can get it back if you pay for it from the Magi tab but doing so will cause you to lose all your progress in the award user path and have to start again from your Magi path.]
Darn, it’s just like Lord Bloodfist told me. But this is new information, being able to revert back to a magi user once you are an award user.
I was told once someone chose to become an award user, then that person will forever abandon any chance of being a magi. But here I am told that I can get that chance back, although the price of it is having to start from the beginning along with spending points.
I was also told that the award you unlocked was random, but here I am able to customise and create my own award.
But I couldn’t become an award user just yet, due to two main reasons. 1- I don’t have enough point to unlock my award. 2- if I were to suddenly become an award user I am pretty sure it would raise everyone suspicions of where and how I unlocked my award. And I can’t ever reveal the secrets of the game realm if I do then death will just be a sweet release for me from Lord Fake.
So, therefore, I carried onto do what I originally planned.
I opened the talent section from the Magi tab and decided to upgrade my talent.
[Upgrading from Low talent to Medium talent]
[Talent Upgraded]
I felt no different despite just getting what I always dreamed to, strangely there was no sense of happiness or any sort of positive emotion in me. Why is this? Isn’t this what I always wanted? To have a talent for being a magi. Then why am I not happy?
I stood there in silence for a few moments calming my mind before looking at the changes made on the talent tab.
[Upgrade talent, from Medium talent to High talent- 1000 points]
1000 points just to become a high talent. It seems so …cheap.
I felt something wet falling from my face. I wiped my hand on my face to see what it was to notice tears.
Of course, why would I be happy? The price I had to pay for getting my dream was my mother.
This power is not worth it for what I had to give in exchange. If I could, then I would give up this power to anyone just to see my mum’s beautiful smile one more time.
After a while, I closed the talent tab and decided to finish everything off by visiting the accumulation tab.
Although I just recently became a rank 2 magi, I felt through my accumulation that my next ranking would be a long way off, due to it requiring at least 200 years of low talent accumulation. I knew this is just the beginning as each time I rank up, the accumulation I require for the rank after will increase exponentially. Hence the reason not many low talent magi ends up being a high-ranking magi.
[1-point equals 1 year of low talent accumulation.]
[Trade your points for accumulation?]
The only reason I was able to rank up so quickly last time was due to his highness’ cooking along with eating high-level ingredients. It took me 3 weeks to rank up and that was for 20 years of accumulation.
So, I guess that means it will take me 30 weeks minimum to become rank 3, which is roughly 7 months if I were to just eat the food his highness cooked.
I can’t waste time as I had to get stronger. Especially if I want to escape from that old man’s clutches. Power and might speak better than words and I will prove that to the old man.
“Use all remaining points for accumulation.” I ordered. I soon saw all my points disappear while feeling my accumulation increasing by about 25%.
I exited from the accumulation tab to the main screen.
As per usual the whisper came back “Would you like to carry on or leave?”
“Leave.” I replied.
“Very well. But remember you shall only get as much as you give, Hahahahaha” The whispers soon started to do their creepy weird combination of laughing and crying, while the view in front of me slowly distorted.
I closed my eyes in order not to be nauseated by the distortion.
After a few seconds I opened my eyes to see the familiar white ceiling I have been looking at for the past 1 month since I have been living here.
I got up from the bed and walked towards kitchen to collect my breakfast from his highness.
As I walked in I noticed the busy and open restaurant was unusually silent and empty today, not to mention the close sign was drawn up on the door.
Where did his highness go? I am pretty sure he told me but having spent more than a few months inside the scenarios caused me to forget about it.
I stood there thinking about where his highness could have gone. After a few minutes, I opened my eyes as I remembered. Today was the beginning of graduation exams.
I went back to my room and checked the time. The exam starts in 30 minutes.
The question is do I want to participate in the exam?
I decided not to. There was no point in participating in the exam. The exam was mainly aimed at rank 1 magi students. I am already a rank 2 magi so going there would be pointless.
Besides what am I to do with a certificate saying I graduated? I am playing with fire; I could die any time in the game realm or be assassinated here. A certificate saying, I graduated from the academy is pointless to a dead person.
Having made up my mind I went towards the kitchen to see if there was anything there to eat.
As I entered the kitchen I noticed a note on the fridge.
‘Ellis I have prepared your food for today and left it inside the fridge.
Just take it out and reheat it.
As you know I am going to host the graduation exam.
Although I already know your answer, I still suggest you come and take the exam.
I am not asking because I want you to collect your graduation certificate, but if you make it here in time, I can grant a part of your revenge early.’
Attached behind the note was another paper. I turned the paper around to see what it was.
‘Name- Phil Springwood.’
As soon as I saw the first line I dropped the paper and ran out, hoping I make it in time to the exam.
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The time now was 11:30 am.
The students slowly poured into the exam hall, and gradually filled it up.
Each student was given their own unique id number. Each desk had a label with a similar unique id to each student.
The seating plan seemed rather random as everyone sat where they were assigned. It was rare for the students to have any form of seating plan during their theoretical exams, as their teacher and invigilators could easily spot if they were cheating, so students usually avoided cheating.
It took would have taken some time for each student to find their individual seats. But luckily the seat were all numerically ordered from lowest to highest from each row, so that the front of the first row became number 1 and the end of the first row being number 100. Then the second row carried on from the last number, 101 to 200, and so on.
Teachers were positioned accordingly throughout the massive exam hall to guide the students if they were lost or couldn’t find their seats.
Soon before it was even 12pm everyone gradually got seated and comfortable in their own desk.
As they all had a few more minutes till it was 12pm the students decided to talk with their neighbours to get rid of their boredom. However, to most of their annoyance, they found that either they were sat with people they don’t like, or a pompous noble or annoying rich brats instead of their friends or someone they knew or even a random stranger.
So instead they all kept their silence instead of talking with each other till 12 pm.
As time finally arrived a person walked through the side door at the front of the hall.
He wore a simple casual black suit and white shirt. His short black hair was perfect contrast for his pale face.
“Welcome everyone. I will be the examiner for the 1st phase of the exam. You can call me Mr. A or simply A.” Archer walked in announcing the beginnings of the exams.
“The exam this year is bit unique. You will find more about it as you go through each phase of the exams.” The students carefully listened as Archer or A began his instructions.
“Before we start, let me get you all familiarised with something you all will want to encounter within the exam.” Archer took out a small piece of gold paper out of his pocket and held it up. The screens situated throughout the hall suddenly made the gold paper visible to everyone at the back or those who couldn’t see it clearly.
“This here is what I call a golden ticket. This ticket has many uses, but its main use is being your life saviour. You see as long as you have this ticket you qualify to directly pass the whole exam instantly.” Archer stayed silent for a few moments to let the information sink in while the teacher standing by the side suddenly received a shock and started talking with each other, to confirm if what they heard were right.