I figured out my instructor's name today, it’s Shirliex, with the syllables being shir-li-ex.

I spent most of the day learning how to properly use Solar Energy from her. Thanks to her efforts I am making progress much faster than I was before. Just what I learned today would have taken at least a week to figure out on my own. She was impressed by that, but not overly. She is used to teaching children and those that are ignorant of Solar Energy. On the other hand, I am familiar with not just magic, but Solar Energy. On top of that, I am naturally talented and have a hivemind at my disposal.

When I finally managed to convince Shirliex that I wasn’t going to spontaneously explode if a bit of Solar Energy got into my body she examined my body. While she was doing that she grabbed me in shock, which hurt a little bit as I felt my body being repelled by whatever it was that caused her to repel mana, but it wasn’t too bad and I quickly got used to it. Nowhere near as bad as being in a mana dead zone.

She commented that my physiology makes absolutely no sense, like ‘how are you alive’ kind of a thing. Basically the only reason anything about my body works is because of a complicated series of systems that would be completely useless without my Dungeon core, and in fact, it would be downright harmful as it would end up combining Solar Energy as mana in the same pool, with the expected reaction. Which I already knew on an intellectual level but had never taken the time to think about. If I ever lose my dungeon core somehow then I will die violently and explosively, there is nothing I can do about that. It’s interesting to think about but, I hope, it will never actually be relevant.

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I made the laboratory for Tiddol today. I found a nice hill and turned it into a fancy hole in the ground. I thought I was making it discrete, but a chimney stack sticking out of an otherwise nondescript hill isn’t discrete.

She loves it. Apparently the equipment there is orders of magnitude better than the stuff she was wanting, which was orders of magnitude better than the stuff she was using. Apparently, this is stuff, not even the scholars have the right skills to make, or if they do it is on a super small scale. I’m not really sure what to say about that except ‘do whatever you want with it’. If she wants to let the scholars make use of it she can do that, but if she doesn’t I will help her kick them out. Same goes with anyone else she might want to let use it. It is hers.

Other than that I spent some time with Tiddol, mostly exploring the place with her. Yeah, I do have a blueprint of the thing inside my head, but that doesn’t mean I know what any of the information on it means. There were a lot of tools, most of which neither of us knew anything about. In my opinion, the most impressive part of it was a locker that preserves alchemical ingredients by basically freezing time while the door was closed. There was something like in every area that might have any kind of time crunch in its production. Also, thanks to a bit of teleportation magic it is easy to rearrange the layout of the rooms, so if you need to do something with both blacksmithing and alchemy you can move those things next to each other to make it easier to work with them. A lot of the tools seemed to require some level of telekinesis in order to use properly, which will require a bit of practice from Tiddol. It won’t be a big deal if she breaks something as there is something with each workshop that creates new stuff if anything is broken. Basically whoever built this thought of everything.

I should also mention that I haven’t slept since the day after I evolved, despite the fact that I have taken my sleep aid.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.