Flower of Perspicacity

The hospitality is a great delight. The moment Chrolay shows the recommendation letter, the three of you are sent to a presidential suite room where luxury lies in the hands of the rich. Floor 39, room number 393, one king sized bed connected to the living room is being messed up as the three of you lunge onto it and embrace the softness of wealth. Heck, there is even circuit formation to increase easeness like some drugs and multiple blue crystals that are spilling mana continuously.

Your mana amount has been outstretched even though you used 42% back then on the Test Range and now you have 123% of your former mana amount. Thanks to the efficient mana gathering device that the workling made, you're now the embodiment of a metaphysical vacuum cleaner, sucking every mana available into your body with ludicrous speed.

If you're speaking of selfishness, Lues takes your mana and Chrolay probably has her own portion, right?

Back to the luxury president suite.

"There is a kitchen, a bathtub, and the whole floor is basically this goddamn suite!" you exclaim.

Lues immediately cooks some hot water in a circuit pot, preparing her tea. "Fufufu, this is the exquisite experience that I've longed for."

Without a word, Chrolay sits on the couch like a shadow. Eventually you can hear some snoring from her after a while, she probably was tired from the whole shenanigans. Then again, she was made with the same schematic as the Chrolings, won't that make her their little sister?

Though, something feels missing.

"My, my, MY MICROGUN!"

"Be at ease," says Lues. "I've stored your weapon of destruction in this pocket space of mine." Gesturing her hand to reveal a twirling crimson smoke that might be the said 'pocket space'.

"MY GOURD!?"

The top of the gourd peeks out from the space pocket, letting you know that it's there. Before you could grab it, Lues reclines her fingers to disperse the red dust.

"But what need do you have of it right now?"

"Just give it to me!"

"When I feel like it." and the devil sipped her tea.

Defeated, you slouch down onto the warm tushy bed before undressing yourself, only leaving the bodysuit and pantyhose to be the exterior of your skin. It seems like you've acknowledged yourself for being the current owner of this body.

It felt like it was just yesterday that you found out that you had died so many times, wrestled with a giant ape to the point of getting crippled, and being misunderstood as a vampire. Well, it actually was yesterday but that was besides the point. Today is the reward for such torture, it is time to take it ease.

Although overwhelmed by what has happened so far, you condense your consciousness to form a body within your mana sea. You have two Circuit factories, copying numerous 'Sun Creation Spell' circuit scrolls ready to use whenever you want. The elemental essence battery is slowly turning into a mountain at this rate, and that is also not all of the elemental essences being preserved, half of them is being spewed out from your mana sea overtime.

The construction of another Autonomous Mana Conversion Device is also in progress; you can see the three workling currently approaching you from three directions, all looking so excited about what is about to happen.

Yes, it's exploration time!

With great expectations, you and the workling venture to the mysterious realm gate above. You've been itching to get there but you were halted back then while you were at the bank, this time you've got all the time you need.

After some hard work of getting inside, the realm greets you with a breathtaking view of giant and dark golden bubbles occupying the ever stretching dark space. The inside of the bubble is random, it acts like a core as each bubble empowers the object within them with jolts of multicolored yellow-dark lightning overtime, every time the object is struck, it releases multiple dusts with the same color as the lighting.

The Lueling and Chrolings are on their own adventure, analyzing the laws and nature of the new realm. Leaving their master to indulge the scenic euphoria from the view

"Can I get them?"

Some of the bubbles are smaller than the other, some are as big as a whole island.

You choose the smallest one you can find, it's a flower, inside a bubble the size of your head. You decide to start with one finger, the force ripples the exterior of the bubble as it unleashes more dust in every direction.

'Flower of Perspicacity' acquired.

Your instinct tells you to plant it on your athenaeum, and so you depart from the mysterious realm to seek a proper place to plant the flower in a hurry.

'Where? Where? Where!?'

Dense mana can be felt in the vacant area on the far north beyond the irrigation system.

'There.'

You put the precious flower to its roots on itself to the land. A sharp sensation travels through all of your veins and every neuron of the brain.

A tape of memory is reeling within your head.

It's a story of a Primordial Ruler who failed to convince everyone into a union. He was the type of man who had the brains but not the book, implanted by millions of ideas, yet he decided to lock them all away, believing that kindness and trust is the gate to everything.

Once in a while, gardening useless flora within his field is the only joy he can reap, not even trying to raise helpful medicinal plants or mushrooms, just flowers.

Not long after, his naivety had led to his doom with numerous protesters from all across the realm coming to take his head. He died standing, out of all the trampled flowers, he managed to protect one.

The flower has tasted the richness of blood.

The memories after that event are a blur,

The travelling roots from the flower have interrupted your blood exo-muscle. You're brought back to the real world, laying down on the bed as you can feel something feels different.

A surprise awaits you.

"I-I-I CAN MOVE MY HAND!!"