The following days were spent sorting the warehouse, putting the books on the shelves, as well as engraving the rows of books and their names under the shelves with the stone molding. In between there were days when he just didn't do anything to just let his mind wander. He had formed a simple deck chair in the forecourt of his new home on which he liked to enjoy the sun while hunting Leica. It just felt terribly good to jump out of clothes to indulge in sunbathing. He also thought about resuming a practice before going to sleep that actually felt completely different with the new body, but was also much more intense. After that he was always wonderfully able to turn off his head and drift away.
He even had to add additional space for the camp, because everything did not seem to fit into the camp. So he was subsequently forced to create more shelves.
He also gained a few more steps, but withheld the points as long as he didn't need them. He also made some wooden tools from memory, unfortunately he didn't have too much metal. There were a few unknown ores in the warehouse, but as long as he had neither a smithy nor a smelter, he had to work with processing a few of the steel weapons. The two short swords were soon given new names. Above all, he had to transform some of it into nails, screws and other utensils that he would have needed later.
It was hardly surprising that the ax they had brought with them couldn't do very much against the trees. A tree so tall that it almost rivaled the waterfall could not be felled with an ordinary ax.
Since the damn thing refused to fall over, he decided to use magic to fell it instead. For the next time he spent his days aiming at the same spot and devastating it with wind scythes and water scythes until he almost ran out of mana. At first he thought he could get the tree down within a day. He found an extremely optimistic estimate. His skill gained quite a few levels, but it still took him almost 5 days to cut the tree. He could have taken a smaller one, but where was the challenge for the skill?
The moment the tree fell, he amplified his voice and let it echo through the nearby forest.
Magna: “Tree falls!”
He always wanted to shout that. However, he couldn't wait to see what followed, because the damn tree didn't fall down alone. The next one he met he took with him on his way and this in turn another one. In the end, three of the massive trees fell over. Flocks of birds rose from the treetops and other creatures in the immediate vicinity began to flee.
The impact even shook the earth itself. Until then, he hadn't even thought of how to cut the wood, make boards and other things. The wood lost none of its magical resilience, nor of its longevity. This whole situation forced him to come up with new spells again, something that fell by the wayside for days. He seemed to forget this fact again and again. Maybe he just liked to forget everything that was connected with work?
He spent the following days developing his skills with it. In fact, his willpower helped enormously, so he created something like a circular saw with the help of water, and he did the same with stone to try both. He knew of water how sharp it could get, but not of stone.
He created the basic model as a [mana saw] which turned out to be incredibly wasteful, but most effective. Then he dealt with the other elements. It took a while for the system to recognize the skills, but he was ultimately rewarded with the water circular saw and the stone circular saw.
But his innovations did not stop there, although the perception strengthened all of his senses, but a radar could not damage it any further. Unfortunately, he didn't know whether to create it from sound waves or mana. Splash waves were also suitable for a noise fight, while with mana waves you could possibly penetrate and ping anything that was not shielded from it.
The sound waves could still be reproduced quite easily, but here too it took time to develop a skill from them. The problem was to standardize this spell. Because usually he couldn't know beforehand how far the magic should reach. Ultimately, he decided to double his improved perception! Unfortunately, the spell didn't really work as intended, because it provided information about every resistance it encountered, with which he gave up serialization and simply noted it as a note in his book.
The mana waves, however, seemed to work the way he thought they would. Anything with which mana came in contact, a reaction could distinguish between living and non-living material, even if the material possessed mana. Finally, he decided to transform this spell as a ball, a wave and a horizontal wave into skills. He first used the shaft and ball for serialization. Which earned him the [Mana Wave] and the [Mana Dome]. Completely fascinated by these spells, he decided to join Leica on their hunt.
He wanted to know how good the skills were in a hunting situation. Leica was at first completely confused by this spell, because Magna radiated it as a small fluctuation in the mana itself. It was so thin and arbitrary that the beasts' simple intellect saw in it neither danger nor change in the environment. While the spell was effective in showing possible targets in the area, it provided very limited information about those targets. He preferred not to approach spaces. These spoke for creatures like the shield monkey. Something that was blocking the wave was taken into account as a void when it was created, like a space in which the wave could not propagate but also received no ping. The only thing that was really confusing was the tree that the wave hit. He was some distance away, but if he compared the location with the ping, then exactly where he suspected a living creature was, had a tree.
He re-beamed the wave, whereupon he could see another ping that seemed to be approaching the tree. It actually turned out to be a pretty terrifying beast. Like some other carnivores he had seen before, it was very similar to dinosaurs, only that it didn't camouflage itself and was more reminiscent of a Carnotaurus. It brushed past the tree to finally fix its gaze on us, but before it could storm, its feet didn't seem to lift off the ground. It looked like roots had swung around his ankles there. The animal immediately started fighting. However, it was already too visible for that. More and more roots gathered around his legs while others were already penetrating his flesh.
With my thoughts on the gruesome scene in view, I sent Leica a warning to avoid this area in the future, which only elicited a nod from her.
I couldn't remember when Leica had learned that, on the other hand, the bond had increased enormously lately. If the connection is getting stronger and more intense, will it also be felt when I? No. He had to put the thought aside quickly!
Too much for a moment. The only thing left to do was to distance himself from this, as he suspected, Treant, who seemed to have an extensive fondness for meat, or maybe even blood, when he saw this thing sucking up the predator.
Nor did Magna believe that he could make friends with the tree like other of his favorite Roman characters at the time. No, this tree could not give him any new knowledge. At last he had to think about how lucky they were not to have stumbled upon such a tree on their way to the waterfall. The thought alone made him shiver enough.
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For the rest of the hunt he periodically used the mana wave to identify potential targets. He also collected some herbs with different names, after all he wanted to turn to magic theory, alchemy and other things soon in addition to his woodwork, wizarding creations. Out here, nothing urged him to make rapid progress. His only family that seemed to be demanding his attention from time to time was his companion.
When trying to formalize magic after the hunt, he simply couldn't imagine anything else that he currently needed or might need later, knowing full well that this could change suddenly in certain situations.
So instead of trying to come up with new magic, he started to think up new situations. After all, magic was ultimately a tool for dealing with a situation. In this context and since his tools, which were created with metal forming, were overwhelmed with the material, he had to look for magical alternatives.
A few stone moldings of the tools that could be lubricated with water served the purpose, but were by no means suitable for standardization by the system.
They were also quite easy to implement, which is why he was always able to adapt the tools to the situation. With the help of his new tools, such as the mana saw, he finally managed to cut the wood piece by piece. A single tree could supply an entire mansion with wood, which is why he turned every part that he didn't need into firewood for his fireplace.
He could create the chairs from simple boards, with two boards making one chair. A board has a round end and a rectangular hole in the lower third. The other board also got a round head, which made the whole board look like a mushroom in the end. The square end of the mushroom was pushed through the hole in the other board, creating a simple but extremely comfortable chair.
He made the tables out of a single piece. It turned out to be easier to create furniture mostly from a single piece. In the same way, he accumulated an extremely high number of levels in some of his mana skills. In particular, the manipulation, the perception, the saw gained the most from it. He created other tools during the process and then made them disappear again. The production required constant adjustments to his mana expenditure, pressure regulation, as well as a few other factors, which mostly ate his whole attention.
Essentially, he was bothered by the fact that lifting some things was not enough with his normal strength statistics, which is why he gave 63 points out of his 75 in his strength so that it reached a nice round 100. He then threw the rest into his new void statistics. Although he could easily get things inside with the help of the memory, moving them there had become incredibly exhausting with the low statistics.
Very quickly his new home began to fill up with various pieces of furniture. The metal from the old tools has now been turned into hinges and other connecting pieces. He could easily frame the hinges with the stone molding, which gave his main entrance a door, which he locked from the inside with a beam.
It took him another week just to create the furniture and reshape the hinges over and over until they got the desired results. He also thought of a couple of stone hinges, but he should have thickened them so much that they would soon have become marble.
Most recently, he deals with decorations in his new home. The stone slabs upwards were given a fine pattern that made them look like larger individual slabs. The walls got pictures of his previous fights. From his new shape. The main hall took a picture of itself with a Leica. The other three walls got pictures of his old self, his family, their pets, even those that were long gone.
In one picture his sister was shown together with her husband. On another he created the picture of his father, mother, aunts and other relatives whom he still remembered. Some of these people had already died in his old world. You could remember and still accept your new life, enjoy it and appreciate it. These pictures, which were created with the stone molding into the walls, would perhaps last for a little eternity there.
After he was quite satisfied with his new home and his old stone bed was replaced by one made of wood with some furs that Leica brought back, he finally felt comfortable. Next up was his magical study.
For this purpose he gave Leica an understanding with his thoughts to look for a special kind of animal, which he needed in the future for his experiments. He knew he had to test some magic on living organisms, and very few animals were good at doing that. First she had a search for the equivalent of a rat. If these animals had anything in common with their relatives on earth, they were perfectly suited, because rats had the habit of reproducing very quickly, had a short lifespan, were extremely social, but above all extremely adaptable. Perhaps a few pigs would have done the work too, after all they shared a lot with humans on earth. For example, insulin was extracted from them before it could be synthesized! Smaller reptiles should also be suitable.
At the same time he turned to the study of books. Although he had shied a little after sorting, because first he wanted to finish his home so that he felt comfortable in it, the study was also a basis for life in this new world. He felt almost like karma or irony of having escaped the study of one world only to start over in another. The only, but essential, difference was apparently that he didn't have to write annoying tests under time to prove what he knew. In fact, this was what made the study fascinate him most again.
Easily overwhelmed with where to start, he turned to the magical story first. The book itself seemed to be about the origins of magic, but did it read more like the Bible? A storybook? It also looked at some developments in magical society.
He had already expected some of that kind. This world certainly had hardly created a standard in research, development and writing. All books, except those on alchemy granted by the system, were handwritten. Basically you could make out the different authors. Maybe he even had to isolate the books from the esoteric part first? Was that part really an important part of the magic? So far he had not used esoteric or ritual practices to create magic.
The next surprise came with the creation of spells that were turned into skills. So it was written there.
From the beginning of the system's inheritance created by the gods, we magicians have used the power, will, form and meaning of our words to breathe life into magic. The system gave us magicians the opportunity to develop our potential through language ourselves. Thanks to the system, we were able to assign fixed quantitative values to our magic that were rooted in the system itself. In the word itself lies the power to shape magic, to give it its value, its power. The will lies in singing!
This excerpt explained that their imagination was related to their words or that their words were used to shape their imagination. This would produce completely different meanings in different languages. More importantly, it hadn't crossed his mind because words or chants seemed like one of the easiest answers. Still, he believed in his own method more and would continue to prefer it to what he found in this book. He was certainly not the first to find this form of skill creation, but he also assumed that not all information was shared with the masses. This whole book was basically so general that only apprentices might have access to it. It is also not unlikely that other forms of creation have been difficult to recognize. A system that had once proven itself was difficult to banish from people's minds.
People even tended not to give up false teachings, a famous man in his old world once said that a theory does not die with its teacher, but only with the last one it was taught. When people are brought up from an early age, the power can only be seen in the word itself. If books were only handwritten and knowledge was hoarded, then it was better not to share any of your knowledge. The book dealt with some magic breakthroughs, some common magic, including something like house magic.
House magic was actually something very interesting, because although according to the book only extremely few people, like one in thousands, had magical potential, every person seemed to have a bit of mana, from which the house magic was created, which could be described as minimalist magic . Their expenses were practically worthless, but just as they were not, they were important to daily life.
They were simple, small and simple chants that could light a spark, clean a small amount of water. In fact, he wanted to own these spells too and began to recite the formulas for them over and over until the system rewarded him with a skill.
[Cleaning: Congratulations, you have used a new method of creation and optimized it for your purposes according to your own information. A skill that serves to remove a mass in various aggregate states of impurities which could harm a living organism. As the level increases, the mana costs decrease slightly and the workable mass increases.]
[System: Do you want to take this skill?]
[System: Purification level 1 acquired]
[System: Bonus experience due to a new method]
and
[Spark: Congratulations. You created the Spark skill, but the name doesn't do justice to the result. Because there are more than a few sparks. Used to light a fire without putting anything in fire. With increasing level the mana costs decrease slightly] rewarded.
[System: Do you want to take this skill?]
[System: Acquired level 1 spark skill]
[System: Bonus experience granted due to new method]
Since he identified more things, the descriptions of the spells seemed to have grown. Perhaps he was wrong and it was related to the accuracy of the magic, but sometimes he could still pick out a sarcasm or two.
Other things related to things like creating a small gust of wind to remove dust or bringing fresh air inside through a window. However, he increased the mana values in the formulas to an acceptable level for him, which increased the amount of purification and the spark formed a small flame. With a satisfied nod, he sorted the skills under General.
Another book that drew his full attention was written by a duke and magician. Interesting because the guide to the story stated that it was tradition among magicians to give up their secular titles, for the study of magic seldom left room for domination. Something about the font of the book seemed familiar to him until he looked at some marginal notes in other books he flipped through. It was the writing of this ...