Chapter 113: Writing The Book

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Singularity Dispersive Meditation?

They did not understand Angor’s words. Flora remained puzzled for a moment before she asked, “Singularity… what now? Is that a channeling method? I never heard of it. Did the professor teach you that in private?”

Sunders shook his head and denied Flora’s idea. The man suddenly recalled something and revealed a surprise-stricken expression. He immediately looked toward Angor, “Did you get the channeling method?”

Angor nodded and reached inside his pocket. The boy was wondering.

Didn’t I take the book while you’re looking?

Angor searched for a while, trying to take the unfinished Singularity Dispersive Meditation book out. However, he found no such notebook on him.

Huh? I didn’t take it with me? But the paintings, potion, and weapons are here, so why not the book?

“Um… I think I didn’t,” Angor stuttered.

“Then how do you know the book’s name?” Sunders asked.

Unconsciously, Angor answered right away, “But professor asked me to recite—wait! I remembered the meditation method, I don’t need the book!”

Sunders and Flora exchanged a surprised look.

“I asked you to recite the book? And you did?” asked Sunders. He had forgotten about this as well, along with his memory of the book itself.

Angor quickly nodded, “Yes. Just some minutes ago. I still have it in my mind!”

“Wonderful!” Flora brightened up. She then asked eagerly, “Do you remember the base fitness level of the method?”

Angor looked at Sunders and realized that the man was not pretending.

The professor had really forgotten about the book? Man, the Nightmare Realm is amazing.

However, Angor had another question. Why was he the only one that remembered the book?

“The base is 30%,” he answered.

Not only Flora, who jumped in joy upon hearing the answer. Even Sunders who always carried a moderate attitude laughed out.

The Singularity Dispersive Meditation was not really useful to them, but the book valued more than all channeling methods in the entire southern wizard region summed together. A baseline of 30%! Some wizard organizations would be crazily happy to obtain lesser channeling methods with 2% or 3% baseline. But 30%…!

They had to keep it a secret! If anyone else sniffed the presence of this book, the world would witness bloodshed.

“Brilliant! This book will be passed down within our own circle only. Angor, always remember that you cannot tell anyone about this channeling method or the consequence will be severe!” Sunders warned the boy.

Angor nodded. He was not really convinced though. The channeling method required extremely difficult conditions. Even if it was made known to the public, only a few people could actually learn it.

Next, Angor remained in Sunders’ room to write down Singularity Dispersive Meditation according to his memory.

He had just memorized the book not long ago, so he managed to work quickly. Combined with the fact that it was only half-finished, Angor managed to complete his job in less than an hour.

Angor used a clear handwriting instead of ornamental penmanship popular around the world. The symbolic universal language appeared square and upright like Chinese Hanzi in Angor’s hands, just like the boy’s personality.

Sunders read the book, which did not help him regain his memory about the original copy. However, the man sensed that Angor did a perfect job.

“Good. It isn’t a complete copy, but that won’t prevent us from training. I just wasn’t expecting this channeling method to be so difficult. It used the thirty-six-dimensional space coordinate system localization method which was lost in history a long time ago. It calls for really superior individual abilities…” Sunders began to worry about whether Angor was able to learn the book.

Flora took the book over and exclaimed on its difficulty as well.

“Many ancient wizards had triumphed on the path of truth, which we probably will never witness. I think only one of those almighty figures could have composed this book,” Flora said.

She cast a gentle look toward Angor. This boy was really a lucky star. He easily solved a big problem which troubled Sunders for hundreds of years!

“Angor, are you certain you want to learn this book?” asked Sunders. He did not hide his worried tone as he continued to speak, “You need to meet some harsh conditions to do so. Are you absolutely sure? You will waste a lot of time if you try it in vain.”

To actually learn the channeling method was another goal. Before that, considering Angor’s spiritual power indicator, if the boy wanted to become someone powerful enough to save his teacher, Jon, he had to study in a way which was never tested and proved by anyone else or he would idle his life away like Mara.

“You’re on your own in learning this channeling method. Others will not be able to help you. Are you certain about it?” Sunders asked again.

“I am. I will study this book!”

…

Angor felt tired after coming back from the Nightmare Realm. Maybe it was an expected condition after his soul rejoined his body.

“Go and rest for the night, and come tomorrow,” Sunders said.

Angor went straight back to his room. Upon opening his door, he saw Toby flying toward him. He waved a hand at the bird to say hello, then threw himself on his bed and fell into a deep sleep…

It was a lethargic sleep. When Angor climbed up with sleepy eyes, he realized it was the evening of the second day already.

He opened the window. Cold air invaded his face.

He could still see the setting sun in the distance, but the sky was already dark.

Angor stretched himself and yawned. He found Toby sleeping in his hair again. When the cold wind came in, the bird even wrapped some of his hair around itself.

Angor sighed and closed his window to keep the coldness out. He then carefully placed Toby into its tiny bed.

When Angor put a blanket on Toby, the bird was still fast asleep.

Angor felt his stomach rumbling and realized he was starving. He had skipped several meals. He did not feel it when he woke up, but the cold air quickly triggered his hunger. He was planning to go to Sunders after getting washed but it seemed he should solve his food problem first.

Angor cleaned himself in the bathroom and walked to the dining hall.