《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 117
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Today was just more of the same. I spent all my time solidifying the knowledge I gained from origin. I feel like I am getting close to the goal I set for myself once I finished the book, It's exciting.
The berries were completely covered in mana crystals by the end of the day, a major leap forward. What I've been doing is mostly improving its efficiency in various ways, today I also manage to increase the amount of mana it was able to absorb from the air. Relative to the amount of ambient mana it’s negligible, but it still almost doubled the amount of mana I was able to pack into the berries by this evening.
I watched Mest take a couple of the berries and throw them before something happens. It was different each time. I also heard him saying that it improved his magic somehow, though I'm not sure how that is.
Other than that nothing really noteworthy happened today.
Anyway, Good NIght Diary.
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