BXBX NOVEL Chapter 298: 122. Remuneration and Conference_3
Chapter 298: 122. Remuneration and Conference_3
“I have to find an opportunity to ask Philia… or use Deconstruction to find the answer from her memory…”
Noland Lee practiced the movements of “Soul Casting Technique” over and over again.
After a long time, he stopped to rest with sweat all over his body, picked up the water cup on the table, and took a sip of warm water.
[System Message: ]
[You have successfully practiced the first set of moves from the “Soul Casting
Technique.”]
[Action completion 95%.]
[Progress bar +0.95%, now at 100%]
Noland glanced at the system message, feeling somewhat excited.
He had practiced about a hundred times in total, finally filling up the progress bar.
[Your “Strength” +1, “Tenacity” +1, Soul Strength +1.]
[In addition, your Energy Points limit has increased by 2.]
[You now have 30655/22 Energy Points.]
“Glug…”
Noland swallowed the warm water in his mouth.
He rubbed his eyes and double-checked that he wasn’t seeing things wrong.
His Energy Points limit had indeed increased without any change in the “Spirit” attribute.
“So there is this hidden way to increase the Energy Points limit. As long as I practice the ‘Soul Casting Technique’ extensively, I can gain more Energy
Points when my attributes increase to whole number thresholds. Is this Energy
Points limit increase reward only triggered when I practice the ‘Soul Casting Technique’ myself?”
Noland raised his eyebrows, thinking that this special reward seemed quite reasonable.
“Energy” in a conventional sense refers to how long a person can work continuously without feeling tired.
The more energetic the person, the longer they can work continuously.
A good body is clearly a prerequisite for being energetic.
Regular exercise of the body improves the physical condition, and energy naturally becomes better than before.
If you consider Energy Points as a data of energy production, then the increase in “Strength” and “Tenacity,” through exercise, should indeed impact the Energy Points limit.
The attribute reward provided by the System not only has no problem but also suddenly ignited Noland’s passion for practicing.
“But why didn’t my Energy Points limit increase after I injected the Strengthening Potion? Well, never mind that. Let me practice that movement again and try to get my Energy Points limit up to 1000 points as soon as possible!”
Looking into the mirror in the room, Noland struck a pose and pinched the muscles on his arm.
So hard, so solid!
Just as he was about to take his stance, there was a knock on the door.
Before entering the Alchemy Room, he would hang a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door.
The person outside must have urgent business to come and find him.
Noland wiped the sweat from his face, put on a face towel and sunglasses, opened the door, and saw Betty blinking her eyes.
“Philia invites you to the manor, Ray Lee.”
Human-form Betty was two heads shorter than Noland, reaching only up to Noland’s chest. She had a head of orange hair, curly at the ends, a slightly chubby face, and round -framed student glasses. She looked like a well-behaved and cunning little sister next door.
She pointed outside the building and said:
“The Cat Society’s car is waiting for you at the door. Do you want to go to the manor with me now, or are you going by yourself later?” “Let’s go now, Betty. Give me a few minutes, and I’ll change my clothes.” Noland closed the door and made some preparations.
He wiped the sweat from his body and took out his fish-scale suit from the folding space of his backpack, which was specially designed to set up shop.
After some grooming, he appeared in front of Betty with a local Federation appearance.
Betty slightly tilted her head, looking puzzled at his face:
“This shouldn’t be your real appearance, right? You Death Clan Wizards seem
to like to use magic to disguise yourselves. Why is that?”
Noland smiled and said:
“It’s because our real appearance as Death Clan Wizards is too shocking, Betty.
Either we have pale skin, a thin physique, like a white cardboard, or we’re
Walking Dead with rotting flesh on our bodies or skeletons with leaky bodies. This tendency towards the appearance of Lost Souls is a common problem for those studying Death Series magic, and everyone is plagued by it. I’m no exception.”
“Oh- so your real appearance is quite astonishing, right?” Betty opened her small mouth.
“More or less.”
Noland nodded, then asked:
“Did you identify the origin of that Raven Beak Mask?”
“Yes, we got the result. Philia asked me to pick you up to tell you about it.”
The two of them walked out of the Club House and boarded the steam locomotive waiting at the door.
On the train, Noland and Betty sat face to face with a board acting as a table between them.
Betty took a small notebook out of her pocket, looked at the characters recorded in the book as she spoke to Noland:
“Philia said that the mask belonged to a wizard criminal named Samuelson. He is a wanted criminal who has been stripped of his Lecturer Professor status. The Wizard Enforcement Department has classified him as an Inferior Mage Level criminal, with a specific criminal number of Inferior Mage Level 106.”
“It seems that we’ve encountered an unexpected enemy this time,” Noland said. This was his first time hearing the term “Inferior Mage Level.”
It was estimated that within the Interior of Ulnas Circle, the Law Enforcement Department had a clear classification method for criminals..