After a sumptuous dinner, Abel relaxed his body and sat cross-legged on his bed. The 'Wizard Meditation' required you to meditate in a way that you felt was most comfortable. Abel, who was deeply influenced by his previous life, stubbornly believed that sitting cross-legged was the best way to meditate.
Abel transformed his power of the will into a rune pen that he was most familiar with. The tip of the pen slowly absorbed mana from the surroundings. There was still plenty of mana in the magic tower. After a while, the tip of the pen was covered with ink made from mana. When the rune pen was about to fall, he suddenly stopped. He had made a mistake on the first stroke. Because he had used too much strength, the first stroke was a little bigger than the original stroke of the 'Wizard Meditation'.
Abel's powerful power of the will allowed him to feel this slight difference. Let's start again. The rune pen with the power of the will retracted from the last stroke, and his mind became blank again.
Once again, Abel was more careful this time. He had underestimated the difficulty of the 'Wizard Meditation'. Those wizard apprentices outside the magic tower all had the power of the will. Although he didn't know how strong their power of the will was, Abel saw with his own eyes a few white haired old men among them. This once again showed how difficult the 'Wizard Meditation' was.
Abel did not sleep for the whole night. He made a mistake on the first stroke, on the 10th stroke, and on the 20th stroke. However, he was still far from success. The continuous use of his power of the will made his head feel like it was going to explode.
Abel felt that he had reached his limit. According to the 'Wizard Meditation', if he forced himself to use more power of the will than his limit, it would cause damage to his soul. Therefore, he decided to rest.
Lying on his bed, Abel was already exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep due to the excitement of practicing the "beginner wizard meditation." While he was half-awake, he felt the rune pen in his mind again. This time, the tip of the rune pen spun in the air, as if it could quickly absorb mana. Afterward, the rune pen landed in his mind. There was no problem with the first stroke. It was just the right amount of weight and weight.
At this moment, Abel was like a third person watching the movement of the rune pen. The rune pen swam around in his mind, and mana flowed into the rune pen along with the movement of the rune pen. It then followed the tip of the rune pen and formed a magic pattern in Abel's mind.
The next morning, Abel felt like he had a dream. In the dream, he had successfully drawn the second page of the "Beginner Wizard Meditation" without any effort, and he had drawn it without making any mistakes. Thinking up to this point, Abel couldn't help but laugh at himself. Could this be considered as a daydream?
Suddenly, Abel's body stopped. He stared at the pattern in his mind, dumbfounded. The pattern of a rank 1 novice wizard. It was not a dream. It was real. He had actually drawn this pattern in his dream.
Abel could not believe his own feelings. Suddenly, he remembered the epiphany he had when he was making the rough base of a hundred skills and writing the rune. He immediately understood that this was another epiphany.
Epiphany was a state that could only be encountered by chance. It had the effect of being enlightened. It could allow the body to instinctively drive and use abilities that could not be understood or mastered.
Abel was a little worried, so he took out the 'Wizard Meditation' and compared it to the pattern in his mind. He slowly compared the changes one by one, the thickness of the strokes, the amount of force he used.
One change was exactly the same, another change was exactly the same, and it was still exactly the same. Abel kept chanting in his heart. His finger gently moved on the pattern of the "beginner wizard meditation." Slowly, his finger reached the end of the pattern, and it was still exactly the same.
Abel let out a long breath. There was no problem at all. He had really become a rank 1 novice wizard. The next thing he needed to do was to fill this pattern with mana. This process was like grinding water. He could only rely on using his power of the will to drive the mana along the pattern for a long time. He could make the mana evenly absorbed into the pattern. When the pattern changed from a surface to a solid form in his mind, this step would be considered complete.
When Abel was about to fill the pattern with mana, the voice of Novice Wizard Sam came from his identity card. "Abel, why didn't you come to clean today? What happened to you?"
Abel could tell that Novice Wizard Sam didn't have any intention of blaming Abel. Instead, his voice was filled with deep concern.
"Mr. Sam, I'll be right there." Abel didn't explain anything. Instead, he quickly walked towards Novice Wizard Sam's room.
"This kid!" Novice Wizard Sam's voice came from his identity card. However, Abel, who had already rushed out of his room, didn't hear this caring voice.
"Dong Dong." Novice Wizard Sam knocked twice on the door and said, "Come in!"
Abel opened the door and quickly walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he said to Novice Wizard Sam in embarrassment, "Mr. Sam, I'm really sorry. I woke up late this morning. I'll start now."
"Wait!" Novice Wizard Sam looked at Abel in shock. He felt that his mouth was a little dry. He swallowed his saliva and asked in a very soft voice, "Did you practice the 'Wizard Meditation' last night?"
Since Abel had just drawn the rank 1 novice wizard pattern, there was still a faint wave of mana left on his body. Novice Wizard Sam, who had a deep understanding of meditation, could tell that Abel was different.
"Yes, Mr. Sam." Abel paused for a moment and said, "The 'Wizard Meditation' is too difficult. I spent a whole day memorizing the pattern on the second page. I only succeeded in drawing the pattern in my mind this morning."
"Can you fill it with mana?" Novice Wizard Sam asked eagerly.
The experienced Novice Wizard Sam knew that successfully drawing the pattern didn't make you a rank 1 novice wizard. You had to make sure that there wasn't a single mistake in the pattern. There were many wizard apprentices who had already completed the drawing of the pattern. However, as long as there was a slight mistake, they couldn't fill it with mana. If that was the case, they would have to erase the pattern and draw it again.
Novice Wizard Sam had already determined that Abel's talent must be very amazing. No matter if the pattern was correct or not, he only used one day and one night to successfully draw the first pattern. This was definitely not something an ordinary genius could do.
A strong sense of joy filled Novice Wizard Sam's heart. Wizards were not loners. Wizards had a long lifespan that ordinary people couldn't reach. This made it difficult for wizards to become friends with ordinary people. Therefore, having a reliable wizard friend was the most important thing in the heart of a wizard.
With Abel's talent, there was a high possibility that he could become a rank 6 official wizard. Novice Wizard Sam also had the confidence to break through and become a rank 6 official wizard. Since Abel was a low-level wizard, this kind of strong familial friendship would allow the two of them to support each other for a long time.
"Mr. Sam, I'll go back and try it when I'm done." Abel was a little surprised by Novice Wizard Sam's eagerness.
Novice Wizard Sam waved his hand to stop Abel and said, "Don't worry about that. Just try it here and see if you can fill the pattern with mana."
"Yes, Mr. Sam."
Abel directly sat on the ground and began to use his power of the will to attract mana from the air. The mana in the magic tower was very abundant. The mana slowly gathered into his power of the will. He began to use his power of the will to guide the mana to the pattern. Following the pattern, his power of the will slowly moved. The mana was also slowly released along with the movement of his power of the will.
This pattern didn't seem to take up a lot of space. However, because of the countless curved lines, the real path was very long. This time, Abel used his power of the will to guide the mana into the pattern for 2 hours. When the last bit of the pattern was filled with mana, the whole pattern emitted a blue light and quickly traveled from the beginning to the end of the pattern.
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