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Chapter 113

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With Abel's current ability, he only needed 10 minutes to replenish his mana in Rogge's camp. If he was in the magic tower, this time would be much longer.

As he continued to practice using his mana, Abel became more and more familiar with the 'fireball' spell. The number of mistakes he made also became less and less. As long as he made a mistake once, it would not happen again in the next practice. It was this talent that allowed him to keep improving. The abundant mana here also made it easier for him to draw the 'fireball' spell.

Without realizing, Abel had continuously used up his mana, replenished it again, and replenished it again 20 times. The progress of the 'fireball' spell was already close to 1/5. As long as he kept practicing here, he believed that he would be able to use the first spell very soon.

At this moment, Abel felt that his head was starting to hurt. He turned his head and looked at the hourglass on the ground. He realized that the 10 hour hourglass was about to end. Time passed so quickly. A wizard's practice made it impossible for people to feel the passage of time. No wonder those wizard apprentices outside the magic tower could sit there all year round. Even Abel couldn't feel the passage of time in an environment with abundant mana like this. In those places with even less mana, wizard apprentices would seize every opportunity to practice.

Picking up the hourglass, Abel used the scroll of town portal to return to his mansion in Bakong City. The hourglass on the ground had only been used for half an hour, but the hourglass he brought to Rogge's camp had already been used up. 20 times the time ratio. Abel's heart was burning with excitement. This meant that he could learn knowledge 20 times more than others. He just didn't know if his lifespan would be reduced in Rogge's camp. He would only need to wait 2 years to find out. He was still in the process of growing. If his lifespan was reduced by 20 times in Rogge's camp, then he should be able to quickly grow into an adult.

No matter what, Abel was already very satisfied with this result. He could learn more knowledge faster than others. With such abundant mana, Rogge's camp was basically his own world. How many people would have the opportunity to have a world that completely belonged to them?

Abel decided to go to Rogge's camp to practice for another night. The actual practice time would be as long as 10 days. Suddenly, he remembered that there was no food in Rogge's camp, so he walked out of his room.

Lorraine was playing with Black Wind when she saw Abel. Her eyes lit up and said to Abel, "Brother Abel, you're out?"

"Lorraine, I've been too busy these days. I didn't have time to accompany you. Once I become a wizard, I'll send you home." Originally, Abel planned to send Lorraine home after he became a Knight leader and had the ability to protect himself. However, ever since he saw Sam's rank 5 novice wizard spell, his goal had been upgraded to an official wizard. The more he understood this world, the more he felt that he was weak. This feeling made him want to speed up his meditation and spell practice.

"Brother Abel, I know the road home is very long. I'll wait for you!" Lorraine said to Abel with a smile on her face.

When Abel heard "I'll wait for you," his heart skipped a beat. He quickly shook his head to get rid of the thought. Lorraine was only a young elf, so she didn't mean to say that.

Abel didn't realize that Lorraine's face had turned red, but her mouth was full of smiles.

Abel found his steward Ken and asked him to prepare some food that was easy to store. As for drinks, he had stored a lot of red wine and fruit wine in his portal bag that he had synthesized many times with the Hradik cube. Each of them was extremely mellow. Ever since Abel was able to synthesize this kind of super good wine, he had never drunk any other kind of wine.

After a while, Ken found some hard bread, biscuits, and other food. It was enough for Abel to eat for 10 days. He also brought a big bucket of milk. Abel didn't say anything when he saw it. This was Ken's good intention.

After talking to Ken, Abel went back to his room. He locked the door, threw all the food into his new personal storage box, and used the Town Portal Scroll to return to Rogge's camp. At this time, it was dark in Rogge's camp. Abel didn't know what was in the sky of this world, but he didn't see the moon or stars. There was only a faint light, so it wasn't dark in this world.

The first thing he did was to take out some wood and charcoal from his portal bag. Originally, he was planning to use them to forge weapons, but now that he had a much more advanced furnace like the earth fire, they were no longer of much use. He made a bonfire in the middle of the fire pit in the middle of the square. Then, he sat next to the fire and began to meditate.

For anyone, meditation could only be done once a day, but it could be done many times a day to replenish mana. Abel didn't want to give up the advantage of 20 times the time difference. Through the hourglass, he already knew that a day in Rogge's camp was the same as a day in Abel's world, which was 24 hours a day. This would make it easier for him to meditate once a day.

Abel did some calculations in his heart. Because of the density of mana, meditating once in Rogge's camp was the same as meditating a few times in the magic tower. With 20 times the time, if he continued to meditate in Rogge's camp, his speed would be 10 times faster than when he was in the magic tower. Of course, it was impossible to achieve this speed because he couldn't stay in Rogge's camp all the time. However, he could still enter Rogge's camp from time to time to achieve 10 times the speed of other novice wizards.

Therefore, Abel calculated the time every time he meditated. He didn't want to waste any time.

After meditating, he once again started learning the 'Fireball' spell. His right hand's fingers moved in the air, and a 'Fireball' pattern appeared in the air. Each time, he completed a bit more than the last time, and each time, he made a bit of progress.

After 2 days, Abel realized something. The milk in his personal storage box didn't taste any different after 2 days. This was impossible because the milk in this world was different from the milk in his previous world. Normally, milk would go bad after a day, and it would no longer be drinkable.

Could it be that this personal storage box had the same effect as the Horadric Cube? Could it stop the time of the things inside it?

Abel took out a piece of burning wood from the bonfire, extinguished the fire on it, and threw it into his personal storage box. After practicing the "fireball" spell a few times, he took the wood out of his personal storage box again. As expected, the part of the wood that was reflecting the fire did not go out because of time. It was still reflecting the fire just like before he put it in his personal storage box.

God, this was a big discovery. Abel always had to use the most important Hradik cube every time he made an exploding big sword. He couldn't use it to make other things, so every time he prepared an exploding big sword, he had to waste it.

The exploding big sword was one of Abel's most powerful attacks. He also had a super exploding big sword, which was the most terrifying way to perish together with his opponent. Now that he had a personal storage box, he could store it for a long time, which greatly increased Abel's attack power.

Because he had been practicing the "fireball" spell for a long time and meditating from time to time to recover his mana, his mind was a little tired. In addition, he hadn't forged a weapon for many days, so he was very unused to it.

He stood up and walked to the blacksmith shop. Looking at the anvil and the huge hammer on it, Abel's fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Well, there was no need to find a reason. At this moment, Abel had decided to take some time to forge. This was his body's instinct that strongly urged him to do so.

Abel threw a piece of pig iron he found in the blacksmith shop into the ground of fire. He began his first forging in Rogge's camp.

The strength of the earth fire was beyond Abel's imagination. In just a short while, the pig iron had already softened. If he didn't take it out quickly, the joke of the pig iron melting in the earth fire would've happened.

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