The dust settled, and the echoes of his breakthrough subsided.
Long Su found himself in the solemn stillness of the throne room.
[ faith point : 11759 ]
[ filthy faith point : 16342 ]
Firstly he Checking his faith point then
a moment of quiet contemplation was in area
a chance to realign his senses and adapt to the newfound power that now coursed through his veins.
With a deep breath,
He summoned forth his attribute panel, eager to examine the fruits of his labor.
Name: Long Su
Bloodline: Human Race/Empty
Level: 3
Strength: 21
Physique: 21
Agility: 21
Mental Strength: 15/15
Magic Power: 30/30
Skills: Cemetery of Life
A wide smile crept across Long Su's face as he perused the array of attributes and the lone skill that now defined his path as a mage.
Unexpected that he, an ordinary student not so long ago, could now claim such power was both humbling and exhilarating.
In the world of lords, the lines between ordinary soldiers and exceptional beings were often blurred, their distinctions defined by the unique attributes and abilities bestowed upon them.
Long Su knew that his ascent to level 3 marked him as a formidable force, an entity that even the most numbers low level armies would hesitate to challenge.
Hig level strong man can kill countless low level units not to mention that lojg su is a spellcaster, they will die before even they konw waht happened to them
His thoughts drifted to the enigmatic realms that lay beyond his current understanding
the ranks of level 4 and beyond, a landscape shrouded in mystery and speculation.
Long Su's ambition burned bright as he contemplated the possibilities, fueled by the knowledge that his magic power
once reaching a threshold of one thousand, would serve as the key to unlocking this next tier of existence.
"I've come so far," Long Su mused, his voice tinged with wonder, "but this journey has only just begun. There's still so much to learn and achieve."
"I must continue to push my limits and grow stronger, to explore the depths of my abilities and claim my place among the legends of this realm."
With his attribute panel dismissed and his resolve bolstered, Long Su rose from his meditative stance, his eyes fixed on the horizon that awaited him.
The path ahead would undoubtedly be fraught with trials and tribulations, but with each challenge conquered, he would ascend to new heights, forging a legacy that would resound throughout the annals of time.
Long Su navigated the corridors of the academy, his phone trembled in his grasp
Teacher Xia's voice spilling forth with a blend of curiosity and concern.
"Student Long Su, where have you been this past month?"
Long Su, his tone betraying a hint of excitement, replied,
"My apologies, Teacher, but I was fortunate enough to stumble upon a breakthrough opportunity, allowing me to reach level 3."
A stunned silence hung in the air before Teacher Xia exclaimed
"What? You've reached level 3? That's astounding!"
"Yes, Teacher," Long Su confirmed, a smile playing at his lips. "I must credit my success to a stroke of good fortune."
Teacher Xia's voice adopted a more urgent quality as she instructed
"Come to my office at once. We must discuss your breakthrough deeply."
Soon he arrival at the familiar threshold of Teacher Xia's office, Long Su was met with an air of disbelief.
Teacher Xia appraised his student, a young man who had only graced his class for a couple of days before vanishing for an entire month.
The strength that now radiated from his form was a testament to his newfound power.
He marveled at the fact that Long Su had become the first 'civilian' student in his class to achieve a breakthrough to level 3.
The Mo sisters, while undeniably talented, had already transcended this threshold prior to their enrollment, but their backgrounds help them reach this level, not like the civilian long su
"Congratulations are in order," Teacher Xia declared, ushering Long Su into her office. Once settled, she continued, "First, let us attend to the necessary formalities."
The business of registering Long Su's newfound status as a level 3 professional was a crucial step.
as all individuals who reached this level within the realm of Blue Star were required to do so.
Levels 1 and 2 will only be called civilian forces.
From level 3 to level 5, you will be called a soldier.
From level 6 to level 8 will be called
Elite soldier
From level 9, called
comander
Level 10 is called general.
Level 11 is called Prince.
level 12 will be called legendary.
Higher level was not something anyone could know about it.
But even so, the number of people reaching the level of Prince is very low, and if you reach this level, then everyone in the Dragon Kingdom will know your name, and it will be a holiday for everyone.
And as far as long Su Konw knows from the original owner memories, not a single strong human has achiev Prince-level for the last 10 years.
completed the registration process, Teacher Xia still couldn't quite believe the reality of the situation.
"I never would have guessed that you'd be the first in your class to achieve this after just a month-long absence."
Long Su, always humble, offered a modest response: "I have your exceptional teaching to thank for my progress."
Teacher Xia chuckled, acknowledging the flattery with grace. "Now that you've advanced, what specialization do you plan to pursue?"
The world of spellcasters, a vast and intricate tapestry of arcane knowledge, encompasses a myriad of disciplines.
These specializations range from the protective wards of the defense system to the ethereal creations of the summoning system, and from the divinatory prowess of the prophecy system to the manipulative arts of the control system.
The list continues with the deceptive illusions of the illusion system, the delicate balance of life and death, and the insidious power of poison.
To navigate this labyrinthine landscape, a spellcaster must devote their life to the diligent study and mastery of their chosen path.
The spellcasters normally will study and focus only on the attributes they wake up to first, but knowledge is wider than a sky.
And pursuit of expertise in a single faction often consumes a lifetime, leaving little room to explore the myriad sub-factions and sub-series that lie beyond.
Long Su, having embraced the Cemetery of Life meditation method, had already embarked upon the path of the necromancy system.
This secret technique, intertwined with his world seed, had propelled him to the cusp of level 3.
The threads of his fate were further entwined with the attributes of death and poison, binding him to the realm of the undead.
"I have chosen to specialize in the death system," Long Su declared, his voice resolute and steady.
Teacher Xia nodded in approval, recognizing the logic behind his choice.
"A fitting decision," she remarked, before inquiring further, "Have you selected an official professor to guide your studies?"
Long Su, ever the honest student, replied, "Though I have yet to make a definitive choice, Professor Hu has broached the subject with me."
Teacher Xia's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as he divulged, "Professor Hu need not be your only consideration."
"My own mentor, Professor Mo, is a level 7 mage who has mastered the death faction. It would be a natural fit for you to learn under his tutelage."
He continued, her voice tinged with nostalgia, "I, too, was once a student of the necromantic arts, but the awakening of my bloodline in the second year revealed a greater potential within the illusion department."
"To make the most of my abilities, Professor Mo encouraged me to shift my department. Nevertheless, the bond between a teacher and their student is sacred—a lifetime connection that endures even as paths diverge."
A wistful smile played upon Teacher Xia's face as he mused, "You possess a remarkable talent, and your dedication to the death system is commendable."
"Professor Mo has long wanted to recruit promising students with the undead system such as yourself, and this could be the opportunity you've been waiting for."
As Teacher Xia concluded his proposal, the weight of his words hung heavy in the air.
Though his actions might raise the ire of Professor Hu, it was a risk he was willing to take.
After all, he had failed to formally claim Long Su as his student, leaving the door open for a more assertive mentor to step in.
the consequences of his month-long journey to achieve level 3 echoed in his mind, Long Su couldn't help but feel a tinge of uncertainty.
Professor Hu's silence had left a void, a lingering question that demanded an answer.
But now, with the prospect of studying under the esteemed Professor Mo, a level 7 specialist in the very system Long Su had chosen, the fog began to clear.
"If Professor Mo is willing to take me under his wing, I would be honored to learn from him," Long Su replied, his voice betraying a hint of anticipation.
Teacher Xia's face brightened as he sensed his student's enthusiasm. "Excellent. Unfortunately, Professor Mo is currently engaged in a protection mission in another world, and his return to the academy is not expected until next week."
"However, I shall arrange a meeting between the two of you upon his arrival, ensuring that you have the opportunity to formally become his student."
Hearing that Professor Mo will take a week to arrive,long su was happy in his heart.
Because maybe this week Professor Hu will send him a massage or contact him, but if he still like this? He can't wait.
Professor Mo can't wait; the future can't wait.
As their conversation drew to a close, a sense of camaraderie permeated the air.
Long Su's path forward had become clearer, illuminated by the promise of new knowledge and guidance from a master in the undead field.
With a final nod of gratitude, he took his leave.