《Magic-Farming》Chapter 2
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A few lunar cycles later, according to knowledge passed on by the System, I’m laying here attempting to reach complete inner peace. I have zero responsibilities, no bills, no debt, no one here knows me, I don’t have to feed myself or even get up to go to the bathroom. If you can’t reach inner peace in this state, unfortunately you never will. I even get to laugh when I poop myself. And I do. Every single time.
Take that giant human monsters. Clean up after me, plebians!
It’s too bad the generally hygiene of this place is terrible. That would have to be my one complaint, and the only thing that makes finding inner peace difficult in the slightest. I even have a skill to prove it!
Meditation (LV6)
Of course, being as great as I am, I don’t only have one skill. Three in fact! With only this measly body made of pudding.
Mathematics (LV5), Sense Mana (LV4)
I got Sense Mana first, mostly because it’s pretty obvious there is magic in this world, after all, one of my stats is named ‘Magic’. So, the first thing I did was try to sense magic, like any intelligent being from Earth would do.
I have a suspicion that anyone with this high of a mind stat at this age would also have an easy time sensing mana. It practically buzzed in the air the first few days. Also, even though I don’t know for sure, I’m positive it was made much easier because I’m not used to feeling mana in the air. This is a new body, so everything feels different, but it was still a palpable difference.
Additionally, like anyone who has ever read any novel at all on the internet, like one single web serial, my next step was to obtain meditation. Afterall, if there are skills, that one is the foundation for pretty much all other skills. Perhaps not in this world, but until I’m convinced otherwise, that baby is going to be my bread and butter.
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My new family seems quite small. There is a single woman, which I take great both great joy and great disgust in using for food, as well as one older man. Not sure if that’s my father, but I hope not because even to my fuzzy vision I can tell he’s ancient compared to this young lass.
The room I’m in is extremely bare, thatched roof and wooden plank walls. Thankfully, wooden plank floors as well. At least this society isn’t in the stone age. I’m generally left alone in this room for most of the day, except for feeding and changing times.
I’m starting to think this mother of mine is bad at her job. Regardless, I’m not that emotionally attached. I mostly sit in meditation all day, watch my status for long periods of time, and enjoy being completely carefree. There is always excitement when I see one of my stats improve from the abysmal numbers they started with. It’s quite slow, but I’ve seen it happen a few times.
The first time, I thought my new and improved strength would let me be a super baby, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. My strength improved, by 50%, from 2->3, yet I didn’t really feel different. I’ve come to the early conclusion that there must be values in between the integers, and it just finally rolled over to the next one. The data size is quite small at only 3 separate incidents, but I will continue to watch and analyze over the course of my helplessness.
My side project at the moment, besides increasing my skill levels, is to attempt to understand the language. It’s a lot different than English, so my only hope is to learn like any other child through immersion.
On the other hand, to finally have actual marked improvement in a skill, and you get a notification when it happens, is basically every nerd’s dream. I’ve already started improving my math skill to match up with my existing knowledge, and it’s improving fast. I’m hoping that by doing mental math all the time I can try to improve my mind statistic. I’m not sure how stat gain works in this world, but hopefully it’s not limited to just leveling up. Not having any capacity for organic growth would be quite the bummer.
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Anyway, back to finding inner peace. No rest for the completely unhindered, as they say.
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