Strange Cultivation Method

"Ding! Wind Blade has listened to Master Camet's words and its understanding of itself has increased."

"The growth of wind blades has reached its limit. You have learned wind blades."

"With the help of the rune's basic arrangement, its comprehension speed has increased."

Hearing the prompt in his head, Lorne was overjoyed. It was just as he thought.

Master Camet was a walking experience machine but he could not reveal that he had learned wind blades.

Otherwise, Master Camet would definitely put him together with the strongest genius.

Furthermore, he was the one who mainly comprehended wind blades, not Lorne.

He felt that it was best to keep the secret that magic could automatically cultivate such things.

Otherwise, if he was discovered by the bad guys, his life might be tough.

Thinking about it, Lorne replied, "Alright, thank you, Master Camet. I'll go back and try to comprehend it. If there's anything I don't understand, I'll ask you tomorrow."

With that, Lorne left. He needed to find a place to test out the wind blades.

And Camet nodded in satisfaction at his agitation.

He knew that Lorne must have gone back to cultivate magic. What a diligent child.

Camet thought to himself. In a flash, he went there.

Meanwhile, Lorne walked toward the school's arena. He wanted to practice his wind blade.

Moreover, he was a little poor now. Ever since he came to this world, he didn't have much money left.

As an orphan, not only did he have to cultivate magic but he also had to find ways to earn money to support himself.

He was going to ask Master Camet about this tomorrow and see if he could leave school to hunt for magical beasts.

If he joined the hunters to stop them, he could go and hunt magical beasts. With his strength, hunting a few magical beasts was not a problem.

The main thing was that magical beasts were more valuable. Furthermore, he had never fought with magical beasts before.

Perhaps Master Camet could introduce him to a part-time job. It was really a copper coin that would stump the future Archmage, Lorne.

The campus was a place with many eyes. Lorne could not use teleportation skills here.

Teleportation was his trump card. He would not use it unless it was a critical moment.

Camet used teleportation as a means of travel but Lorne used teleportation as a means of escape.

When Lorne arrived at the entrance of the arena, he realized that it was surrounded by fences.

Seeing the guard in the distance, Lorne asked curiously, "Guard, what happened in the arena? Why is it surrounded?"

The guards of the Day Class and the guards of the Night Class were not of the same group or they would have complained about Lorne.

"I don't know who went crazy in the arena the other night. They beat up the testing equipment there until it became old. They overloaded it. The entire stadium is being repaired today."

After the guard finished speaking, Lorne instantly understood that he had trained too hard.

Having overloaded the instrument, Lorne scratched his head in embarrassment.

"So that's how it is. That person is really hateful. Thank you, Big Brother Guard."

It seemed that he could not go to the arena today. Where could he train his wind blades?

Lorne was troubled. He sighed and walked towards his dormitory.

"Wind Blade, you have to work hard and cultivate! In the future, defeating magical beasts will depend on you!"

Lorne encouraged the wind blade, hoping that it could quickly cultivate. He could only go back and have a good sleep.

He could cultivate his mental power while sleeping, Lorne didn't know why.

With his encouragement, the Wind Blade also sped up its cultivation.

"The Wind Blade felt that it was the weakest among all the spells. In order to catch up with other spells, it began to train harder."

"Feeling your encouragement, the Wind Blade's understanding of itself has reached another level."

That's right, the wind blades were also starting to work hard. He just had to focus on cultivating his spiritual power.

When a mage's mental strength reached a certain level, it would accelerate the cultivation of magic.

So while Lorne slept, the other spells cultivated faster than when he was awake.

On the way back to the dormitory, the others saw that Lorne's gaze was different from before.

Many people that he did not know started to greet him. Some beauties even left him their contact details.

But they didn't know that poor Lorne didn't even have a magic machine.

Magic Machines were equivalent to cell phones in this world. They were magic that used thousands of miles of sound transmission.

Adding the fusion of virtual magic technology into a magic tool, it was unknown who created it.

Lorne felt that the person who created this magic machine was very likely a reborn person.

However, he did not know who it was because the Magic Machine had existed in this world for many years.

The cost of a magic machine was not low and it could only be made by someone who had certain achievements in magic and craftsmen.

Although there were ordinary versions in the store, Lorne was prepared to wait until he was strong enough.

He could buy his own materials and create his own.

That was because he realized that other than socializing, there was nothing else in the Magic Machine.

Of course, that was all for later. What Lorne had to do now was sleep.

He would not waste his precious time waiting for the arena to open and practice his wind blades.

Back at the dorm, Lorne fell asleep shortly after lying on the bed.

For some reason, ever since he came to this world, he could fall asleep very quickly.

He could sleep whenever he wanted. He had never felt this way before.

He slept until two in the afternoon when his stomach started growling.

After waking up, the first thing Lorne did was open the system interface.

He wanted to see how much his strength had increased.

"Host: Lorne."

"Age: 18."

Level: Mage Apprentice

Magic: Magic Shield (Level 3 0.25%), Magic Weapon Basic Structure (Level 4 10%), Basic Rune Arrangement (Level 4 11%), Wind Blade (Level 1 5%), Teleport (Level 1 60%)

Seeing his characteristic panel, Lorne nodded in satisfaction. His Magic Shield was already level three and his teleportation was almost level two.

The basic structure and rune arrangement of Magic Weapons were also level four. Even the wind blades that he had just learned were level one.

It seemed that sleeping could indeed increase one's cultivation speed!

Feeling hungry, Lorne teleported to the commercial street outside the school.

At this time, the school canteen was already closed. He could only go to the commercial street to eat.

Then, he returned to the school's arena to practice his wind blades and came to the arena.

Lorne looked at the brand new arena. It seemed that he could train again tonight.