One Month Later
Hutson lay on his bed, his mind focused on the sixth astral star forming in the depths of his consciousness.
It was nearly complete.
The faint glow of dawn crept over the horizon as he opened his eyes.
"AI chip, analyze current physical status."
A familiar blue light flickered, displaying precise data before his eyes:
Hutson Merlin
Strength: 2.8Agility: 2.9Constitution: 4.0Mental Power: 10.5Mana: 100%
"All parameters have reached genetic limits."
Hutson frowned slightly, deep in thought.
"Mental power at 10.5… that far exceeds the typical advancement threshold for second-tier wizard apprentices. Is it because of the Astral Meditation Method?"
Most first-tier apprentices capped their mental power around 8 or 9—any further growth required them to advance to second-tier.
Yet he had already reached 10.5, without even breaking through. If others knew, they'd probably want to dissect him for study.
