Wallace woke up the following morning to find that his severe internal injuries had healed to a certain extent. Although there were still some cracks on his skin, blood was no longer seeping out, and he could utilize some of his strength without worrying about aggravating the injury. Little White was also by his side, looking at him with its sparkling black gem-like eyeballs. Wallace knew the beast was hungry, so he went to the kitchen to prepare food for them.
After eating in silence, Little White sensed something and rushed towards the door, jumping into the visitor's bosom. The visitor was naturally Lucy, as she was the only one who could visit him at home. Wallace shook his head helplessly at the dog, which had loved bosoms ever since it rested in Lucy's perky bosom during her previous visit.
"What's wrong?" Lucy asked, noticing Wallace's pale face and the cracks running along his neck.
"Nothing much, I just went outside the city," he replied.
"You're just a rank ten mage; you shouldn't have gone to the jungle. There are multiple rank three beasts that can kill you out there," she warned.
"My strength is over 1200 kg, and my speed is over 120m/s. Which rank three beast can pose a threat to me?" he asked confidently.
Lucy remembered Wallace's monstrous body stats, which were on par with some rank 40 magico. "Fine, what happened to you then?" she asked.
Wallace narrated his encounter outside the barrier, including his fight with the mysterious group using beast genes to trigger human genes. Lucy frowned, concerned about this new information.
."This is new," Lucy replied, frowning. If anyone else had told her this, she wouldn't have believed them.
"The Skull Terrorist groups are also using beast genes, but they merge beast and human genes to grant humans the abilities of beasts," she explained.
"These people don't gain beast genes, but they gain insane body stats and some red abilities like that," he replied.
"Don't tell anyone, as no one will believe you. I'll try to talk to the leaders; maybe they can look into it," she advised.
"Can't I tell Mustang?" he asked.
"You can tell him, but I don't know if he'll believe you, since you don't have any evidence," she replied.
"Anyway, are you going to be okay?" she asked.
"No problem, I will heal perfectly from this injury within today," he assured her.
"Okay, let me go talk to someone who'll be more inclined to believe me," she said, leaving him.
After Lucy left, Wallace took out his phone to call Mustang, and the latter told him that he would be there in a week. Wallace sighed as he looked at his gains from yesterday.
*Level 18: 14230/25600*
The second heart in his body was already beating powerfully, indicating that the accumulation of blood energy inside it was nearing completion.
"It won't stop my hunt; I just have to be careful," he thought.
"I also need to complete my suit," he thought as he entered the third room.
Entering the third room felt like entering a completely different world. There were mini trees on the four corners of the room, and the trees crisscrossed to form a cultivation platform. The concentration of mana in this room surpassed the outside.
Wallace used his wood affinity to build a temporary wood abode where cultivation was faster. Here, he could obtain faster results. In the outside world, ever since he broke through to rank ten, it took him six days to break through to the next stage. But in this space, his cultivation was faster, and he reckoned that it would only take him five days to break through to the next stage.
Not only that, but the room was also filled with wood mana, which was useful for recovering from injuries. In here, he just needed to enter the dreamscape, and his body would recover at a faster rate.
He closed his eyes and entered the dreamscape with two mana stones in his hand. Time passed, and he was jolted out of his dream state when he finished absorbing the two mana stones. It was already noon, and it was the same as before - he was only able to absorb two mana stones. However, cultivating in this room ensured that the amount of mana absorbed was more than outside the room.
Not only that, but almost all the cracks running around his body had already recovered. There were just some surface scars that wouldn't even affect him, and most of his internal injuries had already healed. He felt hungry but took an energy potion and gulped it down.
He left the room with Little White and went to his blacksmithing room. He had already finished writing the series of code on the memory crystal the previous day, so he just had to input them into the control board, and they would overlap.
He looked at the control board, shaped like a brain with multiple interfaces for memory crystals, and inputted the five memory crystals into five empty spaces. He connected it to a screen in the room. He looked on nervously as light shone from the circuit cores on the control core, and a series of texts ran across the screen before the screen suddenly went off and turned on again. A face appeared on the screen. The brain-like control core glittered while the face on the screen opened its eyes and looked at Wallace.
"Echo greets Master," the face on the screen said.
"Successful," Wallace exclaimed happily. Little White looked at the face on the screen and barked happily but was kicked away by Wallace, who looked at it in disdain.
"You are a space-time tiger, yet you are barking like a dog," he scolded. The tiger whined unhappily, getting more and more shameless.
Wallace turned to the face on the screen and went towards the memory crystal. "Let me see what you know," he said.
"I know Brazilian jiu-jitsu, Chinese sword fighting, American boxing, Japanese ninja sword play," the face on the screen listed, ending a minute later. It had already listed close to fifty techniques. These were the memories Wallace had imbued it with about fighting.
When he was on Earth, he was already proficient in more than sixty techniques. Even though the techniques were useless to humans on this planet, where magic reigned, what if he built a couple of robots from extremely refined metals and turned them into assassins proficient in Japanese ninja techniques? It was no exaggeration that with their techniques, if they got close to rank forty magico without taking much injury, they would be able to beat them to the ground. A rank thirty magico wouldn't be able to deal much damage to them before they overwhelmed the opponent with their superior stats.
He smiled as he looked at the face on the screen. Not only that, but it could also be his partner. He just needed to build a system, maybe a phone that would connect to one of the memory systems, and he would be able to control it from anywhere. It could even control his cars, and he would have a smart home in the future. Those were just the little perks that came with it.
In the future, he could start a telecommunication system and build cars, and when it spread, everyone on Midgar would become his eyes and ears. As more memory crystals were added, he would be able to get skills from other families using his communication system, as it would serve as his eyes and ears. He could even create a group of robot magicians if possible.
Most people in this era didn't focus on technology because they thought that when it got to a particular time, they would surpass technology itself. But they didn't know that as strong as humans got, technology also got stronger. What he was talking about was only in the future, where the control core would be inputted with more memory crystals. But for now, it was a little bit useless, as he would only be able to connect his suit to it.
He was planning to build a new suit, and after that, he would build a metallic case for this control core. He would make sure it was safe and secure, as it was a crucial part of his plan.
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