Increased Origin Force

A deep-black spherical dome, a sharp and mechanically beautiful spire, and the extremely tall tower itself.

Even from 10 streets away, one could see this black tower.

This was the most famous infrastructure in Sugar Supernatural Academy.

The Famed Hall of Sugar Academy's students and Transcendents.

In addition to commemorating historical figures who had made significant contributions to Sugar Supernatural Academy and who had conducted significant research in the field of supernatural studies, the Famed Hall also had many functions and services. For example, the origin pool capacity testing machine.

At this moment, a group of four — Yulair, Blue Shire, Black Dill, and Gurney — had gathered before the origin-force capacity-testing machine.

Standing before the four of them was a tall and skinny youngster. This skinny figure together with the loose shirt that fluttered with the wind looked really peculiar. The youngster's skeleton-like palm was placed on a black crystal that was the size of a basketball.

After a moment, there was a sound.

On the screen, the number 24 could be seen.

Seeing the number 24, the skinny youngster nodded in satisfaction.

The number indicated on this screen was indicative of the person's origin-force unit.

The amount of origin force in one "origin-force unit" would allow the person to cast one standard low-tier spell with four syllables.

Thus, 24 here meant that the youngster could cast a four-syllable spell 24 times. However, this was a standard calculation disregarding additional origin-force potions. In critical battles, one would obviously not have time to drink potions.

At that time, the person would desperately draw out the lurking origin force in their body. In that case, the stronger the body, the more one could endure and muster.

As for this skinny youngster, with his physique, he would go dry after three to five times.

However, having 24 origin-force units as a non-Transcendent was already quite impressive.

After testing, the youngster who was satisfied with his number did not leave; he stood at one side.

Casting a glance at the youngster, Gurney knew why he had stayed. He was trying to… show off!

This skinny youngster with 24 units… did he really think he was strong?

Yulair was the first among their group to walk up and use the machine. After her palm was placed on the black crystal, a number appeared after a moment.

42.

Seeing this figure, Yulair frowned.

"It seems that I have been slacking off too much. My progress has been too slow recently," Yulair muttered to herself.

Yulair, work harder! This is no time to rest! Yulair clenched her tiny fist as she said to herself internally.

At this time, the skinny youngster who wanted to show off stared with bulging eyes. Her origin force capacity was completely on another level than his.

Gurney who walked at a constant pace also went up to place his palm on the black crystal.

With a soft sound, a number appeared.

64.

Seeing this number, the skinny youngster could not take it anymore; he left dejectedly.

At this moment, Yulair, Blue Shire, and Black Dill also looked at Gurney in shock.

In fact, many of the mages queuing up who were part of the Spell, Elemental, or Summoner departments also started to discuss among themselves.

Even Gurney was slightly shocked. A month ago, his origin force capacity was still at 44. But now, it rose to a high number like 64. Evidently, this was the powerful effect of passively farming Cybona Origin Pool.

"As expected, a mid-tier origin-pool book is really amazing. Cybona Origin Pool's cultivation method along with my powerful physique had a strong effect after all! Fifty units of origin force is considered the most-basic capacity of a tier-one Spellcaster, and looking at this growth speed, I am not far from 100 units. That is the entry level for a tier-two Spellcaster. Furthermore, I have yet to open my origin pool. Once it is opened…"

Gurney squinted as he showed a smile on his face.

"Some time ago, I obtained an origin pool cultivation method. My progress has been rapid so far," Gurney muttered to himself. It seemed like he was talking to himself, but it was actually for the others to hear.

"What a scary guy."

Soon, Blue Shire and Black Dill also did their test.

Blue Shire had 82 units of origin force. This was not a shocking number to the rest of them because Blue Shire had used a supernatural token already. Even though she was not a true Transcendent, she was still considered half a Transcendent. It was normal for the value to be higher than others.

Black Dill also had a decent number of 38 units; it was quite impressive.

...

After 10 minutes.

Under the teacher's lead, over sixty mage-faculty students ascended the steam train that was bound for the northern mines.

Compared to the width of the rail in his previous life that was 1,435 millimeters wide, being determined by the size of two horses' butts, this supernatural world's supernatural railway steam train's width was determined by the size of the supernatural beast, Black Horn Bull. Its width was a total of 2,655 millimeters.

Undeniably, sometimes, history tends to be similar.

The rail tracks that were 2,655 millimeters wide caused the width of the steam train carriages to be five meters wide.

As a result of that, the height was at 5.5 meters, and the length was 45 meters, or even 50 meters depending on the segment.

Each carriage was huge and could contain many things. Half a carriage could accommodate all of the students in fact.

"Chuuuu…" The deep, melodious sound of the whistle started to blare.

Clang clang…

The super steam train started to move.

The students either talked and laughed together, or played games like Call of Cthulhu.

As for Gurney, he looked outside expressionlessly towards the wilderness plain.

In his previous life, people could casually drive into the wilderness to appreciate the wild lands, mountains, valleys, snowy peaks, or even deserts and the wide ocean.

But this was a supernatural world. The supernatural wilderness plain was not a place that humans could casually enter or live in. All sorts of powerful supernatural plants or lifeforms, even evil spirits and strong wilderness plain tribes, lived there.

If humans entered unprepared, they would become dinner.

Each time the academy organized a wilderness plain practical lesson, it would be a wonderful time for Gurney to appreciate the natural beauty of this supernatural world.

"Hey, Gurney, what are you thinking about?" Pavel, who was in the same room, patted Gurney's shoulder and asked.

Gurney moved his arm away subtly while replying plainly, "You can tell me directly if you want to test my physical strength. Later, we can have a spar."

"Hehe…" Pavel, who had his objective exposed, smiled sheepishly. "I don't know what you mean."

Pavel Korchagin!

Holding the title of the Philosophy Knight, his philosophy was, My fist is the truth.

His favorite sentence was, "When my hammer smashes your dog head, you will know it is time to apologize."

This sentence had created many problems for him, but because of his behemoth bloodline, rich family, and aristocratic status, even after causing problems, they would be quickly resolved.

However, this fellow with the behemoth bloodline did not manage to gain any advantages over Gurney.

Within this group, Pavel Korchagin emphasized his defense, which was bolstered by the behemoth bloodline; he was also a knight who had supernatural equipment.

Avery was a top-tier Shadower in the academy; he was skilled in concealment and assassination.

Blue Shire had half a Transcendent inheritance, so she had abundant origin force.

But among everyone in the small group, Gurney was undoubtedly the strongest person.