Chapter 155 - Magic Backfire
The system could only do its job following common knowledge.
For the last step, where the combination had to be combined with magic formula to be turned into a cantrip model, Angor had to do it himself since this was not “science” anymore.
Angor left the tablet to calculate the remaining combinations while he tried to create cantrip models using the combinations he already received.
The first model: a shattered magatama in the middle of a circle.
After trying it out using his own mana, Angor noted down: [No significant effect. The air around seemed to be drier than before. Maybe it removed dampness? Need to prove using test papers.]
The second model: pieces of shattered magatama scattered around while connected by thin strings.
The result this time surprised Angor a little. He created a small pool of water out of thin air. Compared to his previous attempts, this one seemed more “supernatural” to him. If he did it in front of mortals… they would probably regard it as an amazing magic trick.
With the hologram tablet in hand, he disregarded common sense and did something foolish due to his blind confidence.
He did not know what would happen if that was not a level-0 cantrip model. Angor silently warned himself that such a lesson could not be repeated. Once was already enough.
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Even though he was unable to meditate, Angor did not intend to idle his time away. He decided to arrange all the data he saved in the tablet.
The books he recorded in Sunders’ book room were mostly pictures. Classifying them did not take him much time.
The information and scrolls he saved from the Nightmare Realm were videos. For them, Angor had to take screenshots slowly and rearrange them into appropriate folders. This would take a lot of time and effort.
While he did his work, the system completed calculating out 630 different water and wind element combinations of Cleanse spell. Inside a “cantrip” sub-folder, Angor created another folder called “level-0 cantrip: Cleanse” and placed all the combinations in there, planning to test them out after getting over his magic backfiring.
Today was the third day into the Month of Blossom.
Angor put down his tablet. Sunders’ Sorcerer’s Garden would soon be finished. There was only one day away from the one-week time limit Butler Goode told him.
Angor decided to go to Phantom Island and wait. He did not know what a “destiny” was yet. But judging from how all the apprentices looked really greedy around the island, it had to be something good.
Angor washed up and tried to look better. However, tidy clothes and combed hair did not help him hide his pale face and unfocused eyes after experiencing the backfiring. He looked really ill as if a small gust of wind could easily knock him over.
“Dear god…” Angor sighed deeply when looking into the mirror. He removed his beautiful but useless coat and put on the “uniform” he received in the resource distribution hall—a black “bed sheet” robe.
With the hood to cover his morbid-looking face, Angor finally stepped out of his door.
He did not forget to take Toby with him.
“You were with me the last time, so you must have heard,” Angor spoke to the bird on his shoulder. “Sorcerer’s Garden will bring destiny when it’s finished. Let’s both try to find it. Maybe you’ll turn into a great phoenix.”
Toby did not know what a “phoenix” was, but it still understood what Angor meant and nodded in excitement.
Looking at how Toby hopped happily, Angor felt his mood growing a lot better as well. He tapped at the bird’s little head with a smile. “It’s fine if we don’t find anything. Next time when we go to Cloud Library, I’ll try to find a book on how to help a monster grow stronger.”