[You're dead.]
[Simulation being analyzed.]
You have lived for 22 years.
[22 Yxa points rewarded.]
Your reputation in the region where you were born is ordinary and unknown beyond.
[3 Yxa points rewarded].
[Total: 25 Yxa points rewarded.]
Your balance will be credited with 25 Yxa points.
Adam looked curiously at various texts floating in front of him.
"So it's no longer limited to auditory hallucinations, I now have visual hallucinations too."
He laughed lightly at his own joke.
He himself was forced to admit that it all seemed very real.
"Is there any way I can see my sales at any time?" he wondered aloud.
And as if by magic, a translucent blue window appeared before him.
[Status.]
Adam Sylvaeri
Age : 16
Culture : Apprentice warrior1st rank
Technique: Kingdom of Kerya's standard body-forging method (apprenticeship) (0/20)
Talent: Dagger (miserable)
Yxa points balance: 25
Adam completely ignored the qualifier used to describe the quality of his talent, for his own sake.
Instead, he concentrated on more important matters.
"What do the numbers in brackets correspond to?"
[The numbers in brackets respectively represent the number of points needed to improve your technique].
"It's really too strange to have a voice going back and forth like that in your mind."
But at least Adam had the answer to his questions, and he was very excited.
Despite his weak talent that couldn't be changed, he could still train quickly by improving his techniques with the simulator.
From what he'd heard, the more one mastered the body-forging technique, the faster one progressed through the ranks.
Adam inhaled deeply, staring at the numbers floating in front of him. 25 Yxa points. The potential of these numbers made his mind bubble with anticipation.
"All right, let's try this."
As soon as he formulated this thought, a new text appeared.
[Would you like to invest 20 Yxa points to improve your body forging technique?]
[Yes / No]
"Of course I would!" he replied without hesitation.
The world before his eyes literally blurred.
New memories began to appear in his mind.
Precise movements, postures and gestures he recognized very well, since he had studied these images only a few hours before.
But the difference was that this time he was practicing the technique.
In his memory, he was in an empty training room with white walls.
At first, his movements were terribly awkward, so much so that apart from tiring his body, it didn't do anything else.
But as time went by, he made progress while practicing the body-forging method.
It seemed as if a stern voice was echoing, enumerating clear instructions on how to practice and constantly correcting him. He had never experienced these scenes, these gestures, these words.
And yet...
Adam leapt to his feet. His body acted even before his mind understood. His feet spontaneously assumed a stable posture, his arms stretched out at a perfect angle. He began to reproduce the movements of the memories, as if he'd been learning them for years.
All at once, he felt his body boil.
His muscles, like a well-oiled machine, began to work together.
"That's the feeling Professor Arval was describing this afternoon!"
As if recalling the scene from that afternoon in the amphitheater, he seemed to hear the professor's voice again.
"Once you feel the heat coursing through your body, then that's the sign that proves your body is starting to get stronger."
"That's when your martial arts journey really begins."
That's what the teacher had said.
"So my path to the pinnacle of martial arts begins here," Adam murmured, holding his fist tightly and smiling.
At the same time, a new window appeared before him.
[Technique: Kingdom of Kerya standard method of body forging (entry) (0/100)]
"As expected, the teacher had also said that technique masteries could be divided into several stages."
"The stage of learning, entry, small success, great success and finally perfection."
"The time needed to reach each stage depends enormously on the difficulty of the technique itself."
"I wonder how long others must take, or even how long geniuses take?"
"I imagine that even people in Class 1 including Iris Thandrel can't go as fast as I can." thought Adam excitedly.
This power, he was convinced, would definitely change his life and enable him to reach heights as yet unknown.
Adam felt a wave of satisfaction, but also a touch of vertigo.
These memories, these skills, where did they really come from? Was it some kind of information implant?
Or had he, in a way, really experienced these moments?
He closed his eyes, trying to understand. Then suddenly a phrase popped into his mind, clear as if he'd heard it only a second ago:
"The body is the foundation of every warrior. Forge it as you would forge a blade: with care, repetition and discipline."
"Who said that?" murmured Adam, perplexed.
This voice had appeared in his memories and, not knowing why, he immediately remembered.
But no answer came.
"I imagine that simulator's hiding a lot of secrets."
Adam opened his eyes, letting the calm of his mind settle after the effervescence of his memories.
He felt strangely invigorated, as if he'd already spent hours perfecting every movement etched in his memory.
"Let's get on with it. If I really want to make progress, there's no time to lose."
He settled himself in the center of his room, swept away the bulky furniture to clear sufficient space, and began the movements of the body-forging method.
The first gestures required all his concentration: adjusting his posture, controlling his breathing, and above all ensuring that each movement remained fluid.
An hour passed, then two.
The heat was back in her body, more intense this time. His muscles burned, but in the pain was a strange satisfaction.
When he finally stopped, his breath was short and his clothes clung to his sweat-soaked skin.
"At this rate I think I could break through in less than a year."
And this news made him smile.
It meant that even with his meager talent, he wouldn't be lagging too far behind ordinary students.
According to Erwan's information, most second-year students were in the third rank of apprentice warriors.
For his part, he was bound to reach at least the stage of minor success in the body-forging technique.
He was already sure he could reach the third rank of apprentice warriors during the second year of high school, even if he didn't yet know how difficult it would be.
But his goal wasn't third, but rather fifth rank in his second year.
He wanted to be among the best in his high school.
"It's a pity that at the moment there's still a great distance to the high school geniuses."
Talent was like that, even if you gave your all in a discipline and quickly managed to reach a good level, you realized that what you considered a good level was the starting point for other people.
Adam wasn't unhappy about this, however; on the contrary, it enabled him to set himself ambitious goals.
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from the floor below.
"Adam, come and eat!"
It was his mother's voice, gentle but firm.
He sighed, muscles still aching, and slowly got to his feet.
"Coming!" he shouted in the direction of the door, while grabbing a towel to quickly wipe off his sweat.
When he reached the kitchen, the familiar smell of meat and spice stew enveloped him. His parents were already seated at the table.
His father looked at him curiously.
"You look exhausted, have you started training?" he asked, smiling wryly.
Clearly, his parents didn't want to revisit the subject of his aggression.
"Yes, progress is pretty good," he replied simply, taking a seat.
His mother placed a plate in front of him and patted him affectionately on the shoulder.
"That's good, but make sure you don't hurt yourself. The important thing with the body-forging technique is daily practice."
"There's no point in training longer one day, only to find yourself resting the next because your last workout imposed too heavy a burden on the body."
His father nodded as he cut a slice of bread.
"Your mother's right, it's that balance and perseverance that distinguishes good martial artists from mediocre ones."
Adam nodded, but his mind was elsewhere.
During the meal, his parents talked about everyday life: work, current bargains, and rumors of a tournament being organized in town.
"A tournament?" asked Adam, looking up from his plate.
"Yes, a big competition for those who have just awakened their talent and are therefore in their first year of high school. From what I've heard, those who achieve a good ranking could receive rich rewards." explained his father.
Adam felt a spark of excitement, but at the same time doubt.
For if he participated, he might attract too much unwanted attention, which might not be worth it.
A discreet development might be preferable.
"Are you going to take part big brother?" asked Leo with curious, admiring eyes.
It seemed that for him, if his big brother participated, he could win easily.
The parents looked at Adam with complicated eyes, knowing that with his talent he might not even qualify to join the tournament.
To Leo's disappointment, Adam shook his head.
"I don't know yet."
Eva and Eric looked at their son pensively, but chose to say nothing.
Because sometimes it was better to say nothing than to confront people with reality.
Although one person's reality could be totally different from another's.
For his part, Adam finished his meal in silence, an idea taking shape in his mind.
Back in his room and having taken another shower, he turned off the bedroom lights and got under the comforter, ready for bed.
Like an instinct, he was now able to display whatever he wanted as he wished.
[Technique: Kingdom of Kerya standard body forging method (input) (0/100)]
[Yxa points balance: 5]
The translucent blue windows seemed to illuminate his face, although if there was another person in the room, she wouldn't see a thing.
"What if I did another simulation?" wondered Adam, thinking that if he could do another one, he might still be able to improve his mastery of the body-forging method.
[It is currently impossible to run a second simulation due to the lack of energy accumulated by the system].
Adam was disappointed, but he'd expected it.
"When can I run a simulation again?"
[According to the system's calculations, it is necessary to wait a month between each simulation so that it can absorb enough energy present in the host's environment. However, if a solid energy source is found, this time can be drastically reduced].
"A solid energy source?"
Adam frowned before suddenly thinking of something.
Adam leapt out of bed, his face lit up with excitement. An idea had sprouted in his mind, clear and irresistible. He moved quickly to his desk, violently pulling out the bottom drawer.
There, among some small valuables, was a small, brilliant blue stone.
It was a spirit stone, a rare object his father had given him years ago, saying it might come in handy one day.
He didn't know what his father expected when he gave it to him, but it could be very useful right now.
He gripped the stone gingerly, feeling a slight pulsing warmth on contact with his skin.
The stone glowed faintly, as if reacting to his presence.
"This must be it... a solid energy source," he murmured.
Adam placed the stone in front of him, staring at the object with intense concentration. Then he mentally formulated his request.
"Simulator, can this stone be used to recharge the system?"
A translucent window immediately appeared in front of him.
[Analysis in progress...]
[Energy source detected: Low-ranking spiritual stone].
[Would you like to use it to recharge the system?]
[Yes / No]
"Yes!" replied Adam without hesitation.
As soon as he validated, a luminous halo enveloped the stone.
Adam watched, fascinated, as the stone's blue intensified, illuminating the dark room, and its light pulsed like a beating heart.
After a few seconds, an ethereal mist escaped from the stone and was sucked into an invisible vortex above his hand.
[Recharging in progress...]
[Energy absorbed: 10...40...70...100%.]
[Recharge complete. Simulator back in operation].
Simultaneously, the spirit stone disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.
"This is incredible... If I can use spirit stones to power the simulator, then the possibilities are endless."
He sat back down on his bed, activating the system with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.
[Simulation ready. Would you like to start a new session?]
[Yes / No]
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