《I am In The World Of Magic With Nano-Machine》 Chapter-1 Experiment ¡°How are his vital signs? Should we proceed to the next step?¡± A middle-aged man with tousled white hair scanned the LED screen beside him intently, his voice laced with determination and a hint of excitement. ¡°His vital signs are stable, Professor. Blood pressure is at 100/60, pulse is steady at 85 beats per minute, and his body temperature, which had been over 38 ¡æ, has finally normalized to 37. Are you certain we should continue?¡± A male voice responded, tinged with caution. Albert''s gaze remained fixed on the screen, ignoring the speaker. The screen showcased a myriad of numerical data, a stark display of the health parameters of the individual being observed. The laboratory was spacious, humming with the sound of machinery, the soft beeping of monitors, and the rhythmic tapping of keyboards. Researchers in crisp white lab coats worked tirelessly at their stations, their eyes glued to the screens as they compiled reports and analyzed data. At the heart of the laboratory loomed a colossal glass tube, several meters tall, its base anchored to a sleek metal platform. From the top, a network of tubes and wires sprawled like the branches of an intricate tree. These tubes connected to smaller, transparent containers filled with vibrant liquids of various colors, while the wires fed into a complex array of monitoring systems that dot the room. Inside the glass tube, a frail man floated in a luminous liquid, its faint blue glow providing a surreal ambiance. His emaciated body was suspended effortlessly, naked and motionless, his eyelids sealed in an expression of profound tranquility, as if he were entrapped in an unusually deep dream. Multiple needles, thin yet imposing, pierced his skin at strategic points¡ªhis arms, chest, thighs, legs, and a few near his neck¡ªeach one connected to slender pipes that snaked toward the ceiling of the tube. A mask covered his mouth and nose, connected to a tube supplying a steady stream of oxygen. His white hair drifted weightlessly around him, contributing to the ethereal quality of his situation. ¡®Is it going to start? I can¡¯t move my body at all. How am I supposed to scratch my butt like this?¡¯ Arrol contemplated with a touch of frustration, feeling an itch that persisted in tormenting him. He strained against the paralysis of his body, attempting to lift his hands in vain. After several unsuccessful tries, he surrendered, channeling the little energy he had left to crack his eyes open. The moment he did, the blueness surrounding him seemed to press in, obscuring his vision and weighing down his thoughts. ¡®How long have I been here? A day? A week? Maybe even a month. Oddly enough, I don¡¯t feel hungry at all. I guess this predicament has its perks.¡¯ At 46 years old, Arrol¡¯s body belied his age, resembling that of someone approaching their eighties, skeletal and frail. It wasn''t his doing; he was the victim of an enigmatic disease, a relentless predator that defied the advances of modern medicine. In a time when even the most formidable afflictions, like cancer, had found cures, Arrol¡¯s condition remained an insurmountable challenge¡ªa living entity gnawing away at him from within. He had endured countless treatments, exhausted his savings, and faced the brink of homelessness while seeking relief from his ailment. Hospitals had been his second home, only to yield disappointment after disappointment. Then, amidst the shadows of despair, a stranger had introduced himself with an intriguing proposition: an experimental procedure that promised not just to save his life but to herald a new era in the world of medicine. Arrol had scoffed at the bold claims of the man, who spoke passionately about a breakthrough in nano-technology that could potentially reshape human health. "Be the first to usher the world into the realm of Nano Technology,¡± the man had declared, his words echoing with a tantalizing allure¡ªwords Arrol now replayed in his mind with a sense of irony. The year was 2104, and mankind had propelled itself into a so-called Golden Era, marked by astonishing technological breakthroughs over the past few decades. Quantum computing had become commonplace, serving as the backbone for humanity''s advancements, revolutionizing entire fields like medical research and artificial intelligence. Supercomputers now operated at unimaginable speeds, solving complex problems and predicting outcomes with remarkable precision. Yet, some frontiers remained elusive, and Arrol¡¯s disease was among the most daunting¡ªan unwelcome tenant embedded within the very fabric of his being. The experiment he was now undergoing was a bold endeavor revolving around the integration of Nano Technology¡ªor more precisely, Nano Machines. These were meant to be introduced into his body in a liquid form, a theoretical remedy that could reshape the nature of his suffering. The accompanying risks were immense; failure could mean death, yet Arrol felt a strange sense of resolve. In the face of his mortality, a death that loomed just weeks away, Arrol had grown apathetic toward fear. The shadow of despair had become a familiar companion, and he found solace in the possibility of renewal. Just as he was lost in contemplation, a faint sound reached him through the murky depths of the liquid. Straining to focus, he recognized it as voices filtering through the glass and reinforced walls of his entrapment. Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. ¡°Everything is ready. Start the countdown and inject the nanoparticles into the specimen¡¯s body,¡± Albert commanded, his voice booming with authority as he exchanged glances with his colleagues. Albert, 55 and seasoned in his role, was the lead researcher on this groundbreaking experiment, having dedicated years of his life to this moment. The air in the lab was thick with anticipation as the countdown began, the atmosphere crackling with the energy of hope and trepidation. Arrol couldn¡¯t tell if it was the coldness of the liquid surrounding him or the chill of realization creeping into his bones as he prepared himself for what was to come¡ªan uncharted journey into the depths of nano-technology, a desperate bid for life itself. ¡°Health Check Completed¡± ¡°Nano Particle Condition Checked¡± ¡°All machines on standby¡± ¡°Starting Countdown¡­ 10¡± ¡°9¡­ 8¡­ 7¡­¡­2¡­1¡± ¡°Begin Injection of the Nano Particles¡± The continuous robotic sounds reverberated throughout the room, accompanied by the loud hum of the machines, making it feel as though they had come to life. Everyone held their breath as the nanoparticles simultaneously entered Arrol¡¯s body through long needles. ¡®¡¯Ugg¡¯¡¯ Arrol groaned in pain as he felt something foreign coursing through his veins. At first, the pain was tolerable, but it soon intensified as more of the liquid flooded his body. For a fleeting moment, he experienced a surge of strength, but that brief feeling was quickly replaced by excruciating agony. It felt as though hundreds of needles were piercing him all at once. He attempted to scream, but no sound escaped his lips. Instead, blood began seeping from every pore of his skin, staining the liquid around him a deep red. ¡°Installing¡­¡± A strange voice echoed in Albert¡¯s mind, persistent yet incomprehensible, as if it were a whisper from a distant world. Before he could decipher its meaning, he felt his consciousness begin to blur. The vibrant colors of reality faded slowly into a suffocating darkness, like a candle extinguished by a sudden gust of wind. ¡°A few minutes earlier¡­¡± ¡°Tell me the status report,¡± Albert demanded, his voice steady but tinged with an underlying excitement. He paced anxiously in front of the glass chamber housing Arrol, the subject of years of research and a glimmer of hope for their ambitious project. ¡°Sir, 10% NPL has been injected, and so far, his body is showing no signs of abnormalities,¡± reported Mark, his assistant. ¡°I believe we can proceed.¡± Albert¡¯s heart surged with exhilaration at the progress. It was a moment he had envisioned countless times. With a nod, he signaled for the next injection. As the machine whirred to life, the blue liquid coursed through the tubes and entered Arrol¡¯s veins. The progress was slow but steady, advancing cautiously until it reached over 80%. But then, without warning, the atmosphere shifted. The steady hum of the equipment became a discordant chorus of alarms. ¡°What¡¯s happening? Why isn¡¯t his body stabilizing?¡± Albert¡¯s eyes darted toward the glass tube, where the once tranquil blue liquid began to take on a sinister red hue, a stark indicator that Arrol was in grave danger. ¡°Sir, I believe the amount of nanoparticle liquid we injected has far exceeded what his body can handle. That¡¯s why his body is showing signs of breaking apart,¡± Mark replied, his voice tightening with concern, beads of sweat forming on his brow. Albert felt a knot of dread tighten in his stomach. ¡°How is his condition?¡± he pressed, though the answer hung in the air like a foreboding shadow. ¡°Sir, his vital signs are dropping rapidly. We need to halt the injection process immediately.¡± The words resonated with urgency, echoing in the confines of Albert¡¯s mind, but he hesitated. He had invested countless hours, heartbreaks, and sleepless nights into this experiment. The thought of pulling the plug on what might be a groundbreaking success gnawed at him. Taking a moment to gather himself, he asked again, ¡°How much Nano Liquid has been injected so far?¡± ¡°55% has been injected so far, and more is being added every second, Sir. We need to hurry.¡± Mark¡¯s voice wavered, a mirror to the panic swirling around them. Albert¡¯s gaze flicked to the monitor displaying Arrol¡¯s vitals, the readouts plummeting with each passing moment, like a roller coaster headed for an unfathomable drop. A determination welled within him. ¡°Stop the experiment and prepare to evacuate all the Nano Liquid from his body before it¡¯s too late.¡± The command hung in the air, yet an eerie silence followed. Albert turned around, searching for a response, only to find Mark staring at the screen, horror etched across his features. The monitor flashed a stark error message, glowing ominously in the dim light of the lab. ¡°What¡¯s happening? Why aren¡¯t you stopping?¡± Albert shouted, a mixture of frustration and fear surging through him. His gut churned as he sensed the impending catastrophe. ¡°There¡¯s been an error in the machine, Sir. It seems the system has been overloaded, and we can¡¯t control the experiment anymore unless we cut the power supply manually,¡± Mark stammered, his voice shaking under the weight of the circumstances. Mark had attempted to implement the shutdown protocols, but the supercomputer, designed to handle such a workload, now faltered, ensnared in a malfunction. Albert¡¯s mind raced, the seconds stretching into eternity. ¡°We need to act now!¡± he barked, adrenaline coursing through him. But just as he began to process the way forward, a low rumble vibrated through the floor, intensifying into a deafening roar. ¡°Boom¡± Before he could even process what was happening, the lab erupted in a blinding flash of light. A massive explosion enveloped everything in its path, engulfing them in chaos and destruction. In an instant, all that had been meticulously built¡ªa dream that danced tantalizingly on the edge of reality¡ªwas obliterated, swallowed by the very ambition that had driven them to the brink. The darkness that had threatened to claim Arrol now swept through the entire laboratory, leaving nothing but echoes of what was lost in the chaotic aftermath. .......... Hey guys! This is my first story posting here. I have written a few books before but dropped them as they weren''t up to my standards. I hope you will like this story. Like it ? Add to library£¡ Have some idea about my story? Comment it and let me know. Chapter-2 Nano Machine The forest was alive with the splendor of nature, a vibrant tapestry woven from the threads of life. Towering trees, their trunks wide and gnarled with the marks of age, stretched skyward, forming a majestic canopy that filtered the sunlight into a warm, golden hue. Shafts of light pierced through the rich green foliage, casting a shifting mosaic of light and shadow upon the forest floor, where a carpet of soft ferns swayed gently in the breeze. The air was thick with the earthy scent of damp soil and the sweet aroma of blooming wildflowers, creating an intoxicating atmosphere that buzzed with the sounds of nature. Birds flitted between the branches, their melodies punctuating the symphony of rustling leaves and distant animal calls. Sunlight glimmered on the dew-soaked grass, each droplet sparkling like a tiny jewel, while vines twisted gracefully around the trunks of trees, weaving a natural tapestry of greens and browns. "Hmm?" A young boy, seemingly in his late teens, stirred from a deep slumber, his senses assaulted by the unfamiliar surroundings. The first thing that registered was the immensity of the towering trees, their heights seemingly stretching over 100 meters. "When did the trees grow so much?" he murmured, his voice echoing softly in the serene environment. There was no response to his vigilant inquiry¡ªnot that he had truly expected one amidst the eerily quiet majesty of the woods. "Grr..." "Eh? Why am I so hungry? Weren''t they providing enough nourishment for my body?" he exclaimed, surprised by the sudden rumble in his stomach that broke the serene silence. [All the energy was used up in healing your grievous wounds, therefore you need to consume nourishments to make up the deficiency of energy] The reply was a chilling, mechanical voice that reverberated within the recesses of his mind, causing him to jump in shock. Panic set in as he glanced around frantically, taking in the endless rows of trees that stretched into an indiscernible distance. "What the...? Who was that? Am I dreaming?" he stammered, his mind racing as confusion clouded his thoughts. He felt vulnerable and disoriented, the weight of uncertainty pressing heavily on his chest. "What happened to my voice? And where the hell am I?" he demanded, his youthful features contorting with disbelief and a bit of fear. Arrol, as he came to remember his name, was overwhelmed by the abrupt shift in his reality. The last recollection he held was of being trapped in a stark laboratory, willingly submitting to experiments that felt more like a nightmare than a choice. In an instant, he had gone from the sterile confinement of metal and machinery to this wild. [You are not dreaming but wide awake and fully conscious] Again, the disembodied voice broke through his mental haze, and an array of feelings erupted within him¡ªfear, confusion, and a flicker of curiosity. He pushed himself upright, gritting his teeth against the pain that lanced through his limbs like electric shocks. It felt as if he''d been trampled by something colossal, leaving every muscle and joint screaming for relief. As he surveyed his surroundings, the reality that he had never seen this forest before settled over him like a heavy cloak. The trees loomed like silent guardians of an ancient realm, and a sense of unease began to stir within him, despite his mind being clearer than before. With a mix of trepidation and growing determination, Arrol took a step forward, pushing through the underbrush. He needed to discover the answers to the questions flooding his mind, starting with the mystery of his own existence in this bewildering new place and the echo that was inside his head giving him a creepy feeling like he was possessed by something. Who was that? he wondered. [I''m the NPIH-NM-00. NPIH¡ªNano Particles Inside Human Body¡ªNM¡ªNano Machine, model 001, designed in the year 2104 by the Nano Technology Experts research team, led by Albert Asford. The first experiment was conducted under his supervision] "It really worked? I can''t believe this is happening. So, I''m healed?'''', Just as he was wondering, "Where did that come from?" Arrol asked, staring at his hands. They were stained with red, resembling dried blood, and the slight tremor in his fingers suggested he had been lying here¡ªwherever here was¡ªfor far too long. His hands looked different¡ªstrangely more youthful. It was as if a layer of time had peeled away, hinting that the experiment had not only healed the wounds he had sustained but perhaps even reversed his age. In fact, he felt lighter, almost buoyant, which made him question a grimmer reality: Was he actually younger now? ''''Hello. Are you there?'''', he asked to the voice inside his head. [NPIH-Model 001 is always in active mode. I''m always present inside your body and mind. You can connect to me directly using your thoughts, without speaking aloud] Arrol took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts. "I see. That makes sense. So, what exactly can you do? I mean, tell me more about your functions." The hum of uncertainty nagged at him as he cautiously moved forward, scanning the dimly lit environment, searching for a way out of this eerie, unfamiliar place, while focusing his half mind to the voice inside his head. There was a strange vibe in the air, heavy with an unshakeable feeling of dread that prickled his skin. I need to figure out where I am and why I wasn''t in the laboratory. Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. [Nano Machine is an advanced scientific microscopic device consisting of hundreds of billions of particles flowing throughout your body, working at the cellular level. It can enhance your physical abilities, accelerate healing processes, and provide various functions useful for daily life. Would you like to receive data regarding the system''s functions directly into your mind?] ''''I see. Yes please do'''' A surge of information entered inside his mind, as he processed this information, a flicker of hope ignited within him. "I can imagine the demand for this technology in the future from information. I wonder if they''ll let me keep this machine inside my body or if they''ll extract it." The thought sent a chill down his spine. The Nano Machine was perfect for him, a potential lifeline. Yet, as he recalled the eccentric doctor who had orchestrated this grim experiment, a sense of dread settled over him. He was just a guinea pig¡ªan expendable subject in their grand experiment. The moment he encountered that scientist again, would he be subject to more testing, perhaps even extraction of the very thing that could give him a second chance? Just as the weight of the reality pressed down on him, the Nano Machine responded to his mounting confusion. [Your concerns are justified. The potential of the Nano Machine for enhancing human capabilities is profound, but so is the ethical dilemma surrounding its use. Once in activated form, its functions can significantly improve your life] Arrol nodded internally, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. His heart raced, not just from fear but from the thrill of possibility. Perhaps his journey was only beginning. The landscape in front of him remained shrouded in shadows, but he would navigate through the unseen dangers though he couldn''t possibly see any danger except that he was in the middle of nowhere and other that was his escape from those scientists. With the Nano Machine at his side, he might not just survive; he might discover a new path forward, one that could change everything. There was no way he was going back to them once again, he felt lucky to even survive. He had lost all hope before but now his desire to stay alive was stronger than ever. He wasn''t going to let the Nano Machine be taken out from his body. People might call me selfish but so what? I was also in the front row as a pig to be slaughtered by those mad scientists'' hands. [Nano Machine can be removed before it integrates into every cell of your body. After the full integration process, it cannot be removed, even after the host''s death. All the functions will be lost, and the cells will be destroyed] "Wow. Seriously?" Arrol''s voice trembled, the sheer horror of the thought sending a shudder down his spine. "Will they experiment on me while I''m still alive?" The memory of the previous experiment clawed at the edges of his consciousness¡ªa relentless reminder of the pain he had endured. He could still feel the terrible pressure, the numbing agony that had stretched his limits, making him wish for the sweet release of unconsciousness. "Wait a minute. How much of the integration process has been completed so far?" [The integration process has been fully completed, and all functions are available for use] "I don''t know if that''s good news or bad news," he muttered to himself, anxiety churning in his stomach. Perhaps he should be relieved, but something about the eerie silence of the vast forest surrounding him only deepened his sense of unease. He glanced at the trees enveloping him, their trunks as wide as houses and their canopies obscuring the sun, casting ominous shadows on the soft, grassy ground. What struck him most was the dazzling beauty of this unknown world¡ªa world so vibrantly alive, yet so hauntingly still. The tranquility felt almost suffocating, amplifying his discomfort. Every step he took, each footfall muted by the soft earth, felt like a step into unknown peril. His clothes, oddly reminiscent of something out of a medieval tale, were stained with red, a detail that disturbed him more than he cared to admit. "I can''t walk fast in this condition..." Arrol thought, frustration bubbling within him. "Even if Nano assured me that my body is fully healed, it seems to have drained me of every ounce of energy. That glass container must have had something to do with it¡ªwhat was it again? Nourishment?" A nagging thought poked at his mind¡ªwas that odd sensation of danger a remnant of whatever machine had brought him here? He felt trapped in a web of uncertainty. Shaking his head, he forced himself to focus. "Do you know what this place is? How I got here? And why can''t I remember anything after falling unconscious?" [All the brain memory has been stored in the files. Would you like to access it?] "That''s nice¡­" Arrol breathed, a flicker of hope igniting in his chest. Nano had mentioned something about memory storage in the function-information, and now it seemed it might actually prove useful. "Show me the files first." [Memory of body 1 Memory of body 2] "Wow." The words escaped him in an awed whisper as he stared at the floating text. His mind swirled with a blend of excitement. To have a glimpse into his past, his identity¡ªyet he also felt a shiver of fear. "What does it mean by body 1 and body 2?" he asked aloud, his confusion growing. [There are two memories stored in the storage files. Which one would you like to view first?] Taking a deep breath, Arrol cast one last glance around the unsettling forest before making his decision. "I suppose I''ll start with the first one." "Ugh¡­" He sank to his knees as a flood of memories crashed into him with a violent force. Images, sounds, and emotions crashed together like a tide, sweeping him back through the tapestry of his life spanning nearly 45 years. Joys and sorrows coalesced into a whirlwind that left him gasping, each recollection painfully vivid, yet jarringly distant. A storm of feelings ravaged his mind, leaving him reeling. The weight of it all felt insurmountable, and as his head throbbed, he struggled to find his bearings. [Memory of body 1 transfer finished. It is recommended that you wait before accepting the second memory transfer. As this is your first memory transfer, the load of information has caused a slight headache and dizziness.] "''Slight headache''?" He let out a sharp laugh that quickly turned into a groan. "I feel like I''ve been split in two! I must have dodged a bullet to keep my stomach from throwing up. So, that was my entire life? The memory faded out just when I lost consciousness¡­" His thoughts trailed off, lingering on the gaping hole in his recollection. How had he wound up in this strange forest? What had happened before this moment? Panting heavily, Arrol knew he needed a moment to recover. Taking a deep breath, he focused on calming the storm brewing in his chest. "I think I''m ready¡­ on to the next one." [Affirmative.] As he confirmed, a new wave of information surged through him. This memory struck him like a bolt of lightning, starkly different from the first. His breath caught in his throat; fear knotted in his stomach as unknown images and recollections began to filter into his mind. "What the hell have I gotten myself into?" he gasped, horror etched across his face as beads of sweat trickled down his brow. His heart pounded, adrenaline coursing through him. He realized that understanding the full breadth of his memories was not just a necessity¡ªit was essential for survival. Chapter-3 Back to Home Arrol clutched his head as a torrent of memories surged through his mind, each fragment falling into place like pieces of a long-forgotten puzzle. The pain was excruciating, but within the chaos of images, startling clarity emerged¡ªthis body wasn¡¯t his; it belonged to someone else. Someone who had lived, struggled, and ultimately perished in a world that felt completely foreign to him. When the pain subsided and Arrol opened his eyes, his breathing came in ragged gasps. The towering trees still loomed overhead, their gnarled branches stretching towards an unyielding sky, but within the depths of his being, everything had irrevocably shifted. ¡°Are these... the memories of this body?¡± he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. ¡°What a magical world. It feels so unreal again.¡± The images danced in the recesses of his mind¡ªvivid flashes of a life he had never lived, yet felt deeply connected to. It was a disorienting feeling; they felt like his, yet at the same time, they were painfully distant. He struggled to make sense of the onslaught of memories, grappling with the enchantment and the confusion they sparked within him. ¡°This is a World of MAGIC," he spoke aloud, the words escaping his lips with a mixture of wonder and skepticism etched on his face. The realization was a shocking revelation; the world he had entered was called Ertagus, a realm awash with a mysterious energy known as Mana. Mana coursed through every being, even the inanimate, infusing life with supernatural potential. In this wondrous world, the inhabitants who tapped into this Mana were known by various names: Magus, Magic Users, and Mages. Arrol''s new memories hinted at their incredible strength, the astonishing powers they wielded, and the miracles they could conjure. However, the insights were frustratingly scant. As light coexisted with darkness, so too did monsters in this land. Sinister and destructive creatures roamed the depths of Ertagus, many endowed with the very same supernatural abilities as the magic-wielding denizens. They lurked among the trees, waiting to ambush the unwary, and lived in various regions and dungeons scattered on the Earth. Arrol soon came to realize that he now inhabited the body of a teenage boy named Noland Krol¡ªa mere child of not yet fourteen. Noland''s life had been marred by hardship and tragedy; he was an orphan from Fograin, a small town largely untouched by the trappings of progress. To label it a village would be more accurate, for it was a place of neglect, where dilapidated buildings and decay cast long shadows over the meager population struggling to survive. In a harsh reality where his age denied him the chance to awaken his latent magical powers, Noland had eked out an existence in the slums¡ªdestitute areas often associated with vice and marginalization. The only means of survival had been to venture into the wild, foraging for herbs to sell to local merchants. It was barely enough to sustain him. Arrol pieced together the events that had led to this moment only gradually. He remembered setting out to collect herbs one fateful day, only to be hurled by an unseen force¡ªan encounter with one of the dreaded monsters lurking in the forest. Strangely, he wondered why the creature hadn''t consumed Noland¡¯s body. Was it sheer luck or some unfathomable twist of fate that had spared him? With a mind racing from these revelations, Arrol¡ªnow fully conscious of his identity as Noland¡ªscanned the environment. Following the echoes of his newfound memories, he chose a path that would lead him away from the ominous forest. This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. After half an hour¡¯s trek, he emerged onto the edge of the vast plains. ¡°I¡¯m safe,¡± he muttered, a sense of relief washing over him. Fortunately, there were no monsters in sight; the encounter that had plagued Noland could be ascribed to a stroke of bad luck. For Arrol, in this new incarnation, it felt distinctly like good fortune. ¡°Nano, keep scanning the environment for any potential danger,¡± he commanded his Nano-AI, heightening his vigilance. Scanning was one of the functions of Nano. He didn¡¯t have the time to delve into more functions as getting out of here was more important for now. As he navigated toward the town he could now see in the distance, a wave of familiarity washed over him. The verdant landscape stretched unfettered under the sun. The town wall, a modest structure barely five meters high, stood watch over bustling activity; people meandered in and out, some armored and vigilant, others carefree. His heart raced as he approached the gates, the two guards stationed there eyeing the comings and goings. Their polished armors looked a bit rusty which indicated the situation of the town. Passing through the gates was surprisingly uneventful, the guards only gave him a side glance, which his original body was used to. ¡°It resembles a medieval town back in my world,¡± he noted with fascination, grateful for the memories that guided him; without them, he would have floundered amidst the sights and sounds of this new life. ¡°Should I explore the city or head straight to the slums?¡± Noland pondered, the weight of the decision pressing on his mind. After a moment¡¯s thought, he concluded, ¡°It¡¯s better to head home and gather my thoughts first.¡± With that resolve, he navigated the crowded streets, purposefully avoiding idle chatter and the curious gazes of passersby. The Nano Machine embedded within him was a comforting presence, ensuring he wouldn¡¯t struggle too much with the complexities of his surroundings. He felt a familiar pull toward the worn paths leading to the slums, where he blended in among the throngs of people who shared his circumstance. As Noland stepped onto the uneven streets of the slums, he felt the familiar mix of anxiety and relief wash over him. This area was chaotic and raw¡ªliving here required an unspoken understanding of survival. Afternoon sunlight filtered through, illuminating the dust that hung in the air like a curtain. After walking for what felt like an eternity, he finally reached the entrance to a narrow valley, his refuge nestled at the far end. His home stood as a small wooden structure, barely 20 square meters, enduring yet fragile. Noland felt a rush of emotion wash over him as he stood before the worn door, patched haphazardly with makeshift repairs. ¡®¡¯At least the lock is intact¡¯¡¯ He chuckled at the flimsy lock that hung on the door, little more than a token effort at security. ¡®¡¯I¡¯m glad I didn¡¯t lose the keys¡¯¡¯ He reached into his waistband, retrieving the key that felt almost like a lifeline, and with a gentle turn, the creaking door swung open, welcoming him back. He stepped inside and quickly locked the door, the sound of the latch clicking into place offering him a rare sense of safety. ¡°Sigh! Feels like I¡¯m home again,¡± he muttered, inhaling the familiar scent of aged wood and musty fabric. The interior was a stark reflection of his reality: dimly lit and cramped. A small bed occupied one corner, its frame sagging under the weight of a tattered blanket. A faint beam of light streamed in from a grimy window, casting a dull glow over the sparse furnishings. There was a door leading to the toilet, firmly shut to keep the unpleasant odors at bay. Noland¡¯s possessions were few: a handful of kitchen items, remnants of a life lived simply, and a small box tucked beneath his bed, containing the few cherished belongings he had managed to hold onto. He couldn¡¯t help but feel the weight of his situation pressing in on him. ¡°I should change my clothes first,¡± he thought, urgency nudging him along. He quickly discarded his worn garments, tossing them aside without a second glance. The washroom offered a small reprieve; he splashed himself with whatever water was left in the basin, the coolness sharpening his senses. Afterward, he donned a plain blue shirt and black pants, along with a patched pair of black underwear, feeling slightly more put together than he had upon awakening. Looking in the cracked mirror, Noland couldn¡¯t help but smirk at himself. ¡°To think I¡¯m a lot handsome than I thought.¡± Noland sat on his bed and called out the only thing that could help him get-over this world and it¡¯s dangerous entities. Chapter-4 Initiate ¡®¡¯Nano?¡¯¡¯ Noland called out in his mind, a hint of anticipation creeping into his voice. [Yes, Sir] the Nano Machine responded promptly, a calm digital voice echoing in his thoughts. Noland sat on his bed, eagerly awaiting the familiar sight that felt both foreign and comforting. Soon, a holographic screen materialized in front of his face, along with the text written on it. ¡®¡¯Nano, go through my memories again and provide more insights on Magic and Mana,¡¯¡± he instructed, his curiosity pulsing like a heartbeat. He was acutely aware of the power the Nano Machine held within him, the very reason for his resurrection after a life cut short. This time, he was determined to harness its capabilities to their fullest before stepping out into this unknown world. [This world is filled with an energy known as Mana. They are minuscule particles woven throughout the air. One can manipulate Mana to command the elements and perform magical feats] [To access Mana, one must become an Awakened. The threshold is set at fourteen years of age; upon reaching this age, individuals can visit the Church and utilize the Awakening Orb to unlock their latent magical talents. This talent will dictate the individual¡¯s abilities in the magical arts] Noland nodded thoughtfully. ¡°So, there¡¯s a rite of passage,¡± he mused. [Powerful Mages venture forth to combat monsters, drawing upon the magical energies released upon their defeat. This energizes the Mages, enhancing their strength and skill] [Monsters also bestow various types of loot, invaluable for crafting weapons and tools useful in their quests.] Noland¡¯s mind raced with the implications. He had a sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu, akin to a video game he¡¯d seen in his own world, where defeating a foe led to leveling up, but he quickly dismissed the thought; this world was vastly different from a game, a bit like but still different. His musings shifted as he absorbed the information regarding Mages: [Mages are formidable entities, capable of annihilating thousands of monsters and even humans with little effort. Their power is feared across lands] The weight of this knowledge settled in Noland¡¯s mind. The unfolding reality was one of danger and opportunity, and he felt a surge of determination. If a Mage could harness energy from fallen foes, perhaps he could do the same ¡ª he needed a power of his own, a shield against both monsters and the unpredictable nature of humanity. ¡®¡¯Nano, initiate the scanning function. I need a detailed scan of my surroundings and present it to me in a 3-D view¡¯¡¯, Noland commanded, clarity driving his words. Instantly, a delicate blue light enveloped his surroundings, illuminating every corner of his room, responding to the command with precision. The light danced through the walls, revealing the layout of the home he inhabited. [Scan Completed] ¡®¡¯This is incredible!¡¯¡¯ Noland exclaimed, awed by the capabilities of the Nano. A new hologram materialized, showcasing a detailed, rotating model of his house. He could manipulate the view, turning it upside down, marveling at the interplay of light and shadow. The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. But his focus was fleeting; his thoughts drifted back to his primary quest. ¡®¡¯Nano, scan again, but this time, focus on the particles in the environment. I want to identify any that feel different from the norm,¡¯¡¯ he said, intensity sharpening his gaze as he envisioned all that lay ahead. [Scanning¡­] The anticipation hummed in the air, mingling with his desire for growth. In his previous life, he had been plagued by illness; now, granted another chance, he was determined to eliminate any chance of weakness. This world was harsher than he could ever imagine, teeming with dangers both known and unknown. To live a peaceful life, he needed strength, and mastering magic was the sole key. After a moment, the Nano returned with findings. [Scan completed. A unique energy has been detected in the atmosphere, identifiable as Mana particles. The energy present is potent, but there is insufficient data in the system regarding its specific properties and applications.] Noland''s heart quickened. ¡°¡®Can these energy particles be used to cast spells?¡¯¡± The hope in his voice was palpable, driving him forward. [Currently, I cannot perform magic due to the lack of substantial information. I can start the analysis right away though it will take considerable amount of time. However, should you encounter a Mage capable of casting spells, I can analyze their techniques and adapt accordingly] His excitement dimmed slightly; he had anticipated that the Nano had more capabilities in this regard. Yet, he felt a renewed determination rising within him. ¡°It¡¯s possible. I just need to find a Mage willing to teach me,¡± he thought, formulating a plan. Noland exhaled slowly, digesting the information. The thought of uncovering the secrets of Mana, of learning to wield its power before stepping into a world filled with dangers, thrilled him. He would not waste this second chance; he would forge a new path and arm himself with knowledge and strength before long. ¡®¡¯How long it will take for the self-analysis?¡¯¡¯, he asked, his mind racing at the prospect of gaining an advantage before setting foot outside. He envisioned a future fortified with strength, knowledge, and the protection to live a tranquil life¡ªfar from the bitterness of his past. [The time required will depend on the complexity of the mana and experiments. Initial results may be processed within days, while more advanced insights will require additional time for analysis] "Hmm. I see. It¡¯s better than nothing." He turned his thoughts to a more pressing matter. "That aside, I think I really need to cultivate the habit of communicating with Nano in my mind. Otherwise, I might end up looking like a fool in front of everyone." With a determined expression, he focused inward. "Nano, can that body-enhancing function be activated now? Are there any potential side effects from this enhancement?" [Affirmative. Body enhancement is one of the primary functions of the Nano Machine. It can augment your physical abilities on a cellular level and strengthen your body several times over. There are no side effects to be expected from this enhancement, as the Nano Machine is designed to ensure a safe process] Relieved by the response, Noland reclined on his bed, feeling the weight of the decision settle upon him. "That¡¯s good news. Can you initiate the enhancement now, and how long will the entire process take?" [Since your body has never undergone enhancement before, the procedure will require approximately 16 hours to complete. During this period, your body will enter a deep sleep to facilitate a smooth and effective transformation] Noland nodded slowly, a mix of excitement and apprehension swirling in his chest. "Alright then, Nano. Please start the enhancement process." [Affirmative] As the room dimmed around him, a series of calming chimes echoed in his mind. [Enhancement process will commence shortly. Does the host confirm the initiation?] "Yes," he affirmed, his voice steady despite the anticipation. [Starting the Body Enhancement program] Noland could feel an energy coursing through him as the protocols for body enhancement were set into motion. The sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before¡ªelectric yet soothing, as if each cell in his body was coming alive in preparation for the changes ahead. [Host will now be put into a sleep state to ensure optimal conditions during the process] Nano informed him, its voice a gentle guide. As the words registered, Noland felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him. His eyelids grew heavy, a comforting warmth enveloping him, blurring the edges of reality. Before he knew it, he was drifting away, the world fading to black as his body began to embrace the transformative journey ahead. Chapter-5 Changes ¡®¡¯I feel so good.¡¯¡¯ Noland woke up after what felt like an eternity of sleep. As he blinked away the remnants of slumber, a wave of energy coursed through him, electrifying his senses. It was difficult to articulate just how remarkable he felt. Sitting up in his bed, he scanned his surroundings, adjusting his mind to the unfamiliarity of his new environment. ¡®¡¯So, it wasn¡¯t a dream after all. Felt too unreal.¡¯¡¯ He muttered slowly, a hint of disbelief in his tone. The clarity in his mind was startling compared to before; he could think more sharply, as if a fog had been lifted. Rising to his feet, Noland marveled at the changes in his physique. He noticed he appeared taller and more athletic than he had ever been. If he had once measured roughly five feet, he now stood at an impressive five and a half feet. Gone was the gaunt figure; he now bore a more sculpted frame. As he glanced down, he saw the outline of his abdominal muscles, sharply defined against his skin. ¡®¡¯Nano. Has the enhancement been completed?¡¯¡¯ he asked, his voice bubbling with eagerness. [Affirmative. Do you wish to see the status?] ¡®¡¯Yes!¡¯¡¯ Noland nodded excitedly, anticipation flooding through him. A shimmering screen appeared before him, displaying the details he craved. [Host Name: Arrol (Noland Krol)] [Nano Machine: NPIH-NM-00] [Species: Human] [Fitness: Three times stronger than a Peak Human Body] [Mana: None] [Spells: None] (Note: Fitness represents a human body''s stat on Earth, encompassing Strength, Speed, Constitution, Dexterity, Intelligence, and Charisma.) ¡®¡¯Amazing,¡¯¡¯ he breathed, absorbing the information. The realization that he was now thrice as strong as the strongest human on Earth sent a thrill through him. He recalled that the most powerful punch ever recorded had generated nearly 90 horsepower. ¡°If I¡¯m almost thrice as strong as that, I can punch with the force of 240 horsepower! A single blow like that could easily take down a lion,¡± Noland thought, his mind racing with the implications of his newfound strength. In a moment of reflection, he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the Nano technology that had transformed him. He envisioned what his life could be like now¡ªlimitless potential and unparalleled strength. With renewed fervor, Noland crouched down and retrieved a bag tucked beneath his bed. As he opened it, he saw a collection of items inside: a short dagger, a pouch filled with coins, and several sets of clean clothes. His current clothes looked a bit tight after the enhancement, so he hurriedly changed into one that felt more comfortable. ¡°Safety comes first,¡± he said, tucking the dagger securely into his waistband beneath his shirt. However, a thought crossed his mind: he had no clue how to use a dagger effectively. [Nano possesses information on all combat abilities. Now that your body has been perfected, you can perform all martial arts. Would you like me to transfer this information to you?] ¡°No way! Why didn¡¯t you tell me this sooner? Does it include all types of weapon handling?¡± he asked excitedly. [Yes, sir.] ¡®¡¯Then what are you waiting for? Do it, fast!¡¯¡¯ Noland urged. At the confirmation, a rush of information surged through him, almost overwhelming his senses and causing him to stumble before steadying himself. He closed his eyes, allowing the flood of knowledge to flow through him, feeling every technique and movement imprinting on his muscles and mind. This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. [The transfer has been completed.] In less than a minute, he felt as if he had been practicing martial arts and weapon handling for years. Each strike, each parry, felt instinctual. He drew the dagger once more, swinging it with newfound confidence and precision, cutting through the air as if it were an extension of himself. ¡°Nano, you are literally amazing! I feel like these skills are etched into my very being. I can perform them without hesitation,¡± Noland exclaimed, the thrill coursing through him as he practiced a few more swings before sheathing the dagger. Curiosity pulled him back to the pouch containing the coins. He tipped it into his palm and examined the small bronze coins, each marking representing hard work and years of effort. ¡°So, these are the bronze coins,¡± he murmured, recalling the currency system within this world. Different coins signified value¡ªbronze, silver, and gold¡ªwith ten bronze coins equaling a silver coin, and ten silver coins equaling one gold coin. He counted his modest collection: 25 bronze coins, a small fortune built from his labor over the years. He tucked the pouch securely. ¡°It¡¯s time to head out and explore. I feel more confident than ever. I¡¯m stronger, and I have a dagger in my arsenal,¡± he declared to himself, adrenaline pumping through his veins. As he stepped outside, locking the door behind him, he surveyed the alleyway. It looked empty, yet familiar. With purpose, he made his way toward the exit of the slums, encountering a few drunken patrons who loitered nearby. Passing through the bustling town, the energy was palpable, a blend of chatter and laughter that filled the air. Noland made his way to Garn¡¯s Eatings, an old yet lively restaurant known for its hearty meals. Entering the establishment, he noticed patrons enjoying their food and drinks, some engaged in animated conversations. Finding a corner table, he settled in and placed an order for a meal. While waiting, he leaned in slightly, tuning into nearby discussions, eager for any curious tidbits. ¡°Hey, did you hear the news? A monster was spotted near the South Entrance of Pinewood Forest,¡± a voice nearby exclaimed. ¡°Yeah, I caught wind of it! I heard some adventurers were taken down by it last night. How did such a creature even end up there? They¡¯re usually much deeper in the woods,¡± another replied, concern evident in their tone. ¡°I heard a few Silver-level adventurers are looking for it. They¡¯ll handle it without a hitch. It¡¯s a real threat only for folks like us who aren¡¯t awakened,¡± came the response. Noland listened intently, piecing together the fragmented news. It sounded like the same type of monster responsible for Noland''s previous demise¡ªan omen of danger now lurking nearby. A chilling reminder of vulnerability coursed through him, but rather than fear, confidence began to replace it. He was not the same Noland that had met his fate in the past. He was stronger now, equipped with advanced knowledge and power. As the sound of laughter and clinking mugs filled the air, he couldn¡¯t help but wonder: what lay ahead in this unpredictable world, and how would he carve his new path? The possibilities felt endless, and for the first time in a long while, he felt alive, ready to embrace the challenges that awaited him. ¡°There you go, handsome boy.¡± A delicate voice pulled him from his reverie. Noland looked up to see a female servant standing at his table, her presence illuminating the dimly lit restaurant. She appeared to be in her thirties and was clad in revealing garments that seemed designed to maximize her allure. He cast a brief, curious glance at her assets but quickly diverted his attention to the meal laid before him. ¡°Thank you,¡± he replied, attempting to sound polite despite his hunger. The servant responded with a playful wink, her eyes twinkling with mischief, before sauntering away, casting a few flirty glances over her shoulder. His meal consisted of a steaming bowl of soup, chunks of tender monster meat, and a large glass of water¡ªenough to satiate his rumbling stomach. He had spent a full two bronze coins on the meal but given the draining events of the past few days, he needed the nourishment to regain his strength. As he savored his food, he couldn''t help but contemplate his circumstances. The tavern was bustling with patrons, each lost in their own worlds, but Noland¡¯s thoughts were far away, focused on his ambitions. He finished his meal and rose, the chair scraping against the wooden floor as he made his way outside. The town library was his destination, standing proud at the heart of the town center. It was a single-story structure. Upon reaching the entrance, he was met by a guard whose eyes glinted with disdain. The man''s posture was rigid, arms crossed over his chest, as if the mere sight of Noland filled him with contempt. ¡°What do you want, young lad?¡± Noland looked his annoyance and was no stranger to this sort of judgment, often having been treated like a bumbling country bumpkin. ¡°I¡¯d like to enter the library for a bit. How much does it cost to stay for an hour?¡± The guard scoffed, his sneer deepening. ¡°It¡¯s fifteen bronze coins for one hour, kiddo. Now shoo, before I kick you out. Do you even know how to read, much less have the money to enter?¡± Noland''s gut twisted at the exorbitant fee, but he refused to let it deter him. He fished out ten bronze coins from his pocket, not bothering to haggle. The guard¡¯s expression shifted from mockery to surprise, then morphed into a congenial smile. ¡°Welcome, welcome, my friend! Go inside; the librarian is at the first desk. You¡¯ll need to pay her the bronze coins if you wish to stay.¡± Noland barely registered the guard''s final words as he hurried through the arched doorway. His heart raced with excitement and determination. He knew the role that money and strength played in this world, and he was resolutely on the path to obtain both. Chapter-6 Small Upgrade and Guild Inside the library, the scent of old books and polished wood enveloped him like a cozy blanket. The space wasn¡¯t vast; there were merely twenty shelves, each lined with dusty volumes that lay in peaceful silence, untouched for what seemed like ages. Dust motes danced in the beams of light filtering through the tall, narrow windows, giving the room a timeless quality. As Noland approached the librarian¡ªan unassuming woman with silver hair pulled neatly into a bun and spectacles perched delicately on her nose. ¡°I¡¯d like to stay for one hour,¡± he said, placing the fifteen bronze coins on the desk without the hint of hesitation. The librarian''s eyes momentarily widened, glinting with interest. It wasn¡¯t every day someone ventured into this forgotten refuge. Most visitors were eager scholars, bursting with questions and seeking knowledge, while Noland was the direct opposite of that. Fifteen coins felt like a substantial sacrifice for him, especially when he wasn¡¯t a knight or mage, but she didn¡¯t seem the type to judge by appearances. She nodded, sliding the coins aside with a practiced motion, her expression still unreadable. ¡°You can only stay for one hour, and you cannot take the books outside,¡± she warned, her voice steady. ¡°If you damage a book, you¡¯ll owe me a compensation of one gold coin. And you must leave when the hour is up; otherwise, you¡¯ll be forcibly removed. Should you wish to extend your time, you¡¯ll need to pay again.¡± Noland¡¯s scalp prickled at the thought of incurring a fine. He had heard whispers that these books were part of a personal collection belonging to the Town Mayor. The idea of encountering the Mayor¡ªwhom he had never seen¡ªwas more daunting than any fine. Realizing time was not on his side, he hurriedly walked toward the shelves. His fingers brushed against the spines of the books, feeling the wear that spoke of years gone by. He chose a random book from the first shelf, gently removing the dust that had accumulated over time, and opened it with deliberate care. Although he couldn¡¯t decipher the text, that wasn¡¯t a problem for him. ¡°Nano, start scanning and decode the language from these books. Also, store all the data in a new file,¡± he commanded, his heart racing with excitement. [Started scanning¡­] He flipped through the pages, his mind racing with the thrill of discovery. The library held countless stories, and knowledge that waited patiently for him to uncover. Even with Nano¡¯s remarkable scanning speed, he knew he wouldn¡¯t be able to read everything in just one hour. After less than a minute, he scanned the entire book, but he hesitated to initiate the knowledge transfer. His thoughts were consumed by more pressing matters. ¡°Nano, have you decoded the language yet?¡± [Yes, sir. Would you like to initiate the language transfer?] ¡°Yes,¡± he replied, anticipation building within him. As the rush of information flowed into his mind, clarity washed over him. He suddenly understood the language, grasping the intricate patterns and meanings. As he looked toward the shelves again, he started selecting books that delved into the world¡¯s history, eager to learn more about the realm he found himself in. He spent half an hour flipping through many books, but even with his efforts, he had only scanned sixty books so far. The prospect of not fully utilizing his time gnawed at him. "At this rate, I can¡¯t possibly scan all the books in the library. There must be at least two hundred!" ¡°Nano, can¡¯t you scan all the books inside the library without me needing to open them?¡± Noland suddenly remembered Nano''s advanced scanning capabilities. Could it be possible? [Affirmative.] ¡°What the hell? Why didn¡¯t you mention that sooner?¡± he exclaimed, a mix of frustration and relief washing over him. [Host has been provided with all the information regarding the functions of the Nano Machine.] Feeling foolish for not realizing this earlier, he commanded Nano to scan all the shelves. A soft blue light enveloped the rows of books, illuminating the dust particles in the air like glittering gems. He glanced at the librarian, relieved to find she was completely engrossed in her own work, seemingly oblivious to the otherworldly glow. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. [Scan complete of 283 books. All the data has been stored and analyzed. In light of the sufficient data, Nano has improved the status panel for the host. Would you like to see it?] ¡°That sounds promising! Show it to me,¡± Noland said, eyes bright with anticipation. [Name: Noland Krol] [Nano Machine: Version 1] [Race: Human] [Age: 13] [Health Points: 150/150] [Mana: 0] [Fitness: 3X] [Mana: None] [Spells: None] ¡°Of course I¡¯m a human,¡± he murmured, glancing over the newly formatted data. ¡°I know there are other species in this world but there are none in this town, I think. I¡¯m thirteen, but I should turn fourteen soon enough. Then, I can visit the church for my awakening, but for that, I need ten silver coins or, more precisely, one gold coin.¡± He mentally calculated the implications of his health points, appreciating the clarity they offered. Rows of information hovered before his eyes, and a thoughtful frown crossed his face. ¡°What¡¯s this ¡®X¡¯ notation? Let me guess¡ªit¡¯s the fitness level of an average human, right?¡± [Yes.] ¡°Alright, let¡¯s transfer all the information from the books. I need to get a grasp on where exactly I¡¯m situated in this world,¡± he commanded, determination creeping into his voice. Once again, a cold sensation enveloped him as information flooded into his consciousness. Despite the overwhelming volume of books, he found a new ease in digesting the material, aided by the enhancements provided by his Nano machine. His mind raced as he absorbed knowledge more rapidly and clearly than ever before, piecing together the fragmented understanding of his surroundings. Noland felt a spark ignite within him, one that promised not just to illuminate his past, but to guide his future in this vast and unfamiliar world. The hour may have been fleeting, but his quest for understanding had only just begun. Noland took a deep breath as the weight of knowledge settled within him. The words he had absorbed echoed in his mind, painting a vivid picture of the world he inhabited. Fograin town, nestled within the vast expanses of the Tartis Kingdom on the Dulu Continent, was just the tip of the iceberg. This realm thrummed with magic, teemed with fierce monsters, and housed numerous dungeons waiting to be explored. His thoughts drifted to Emperor Valthor Demak Tartis XVII, who had ruled the Tartis Empire for countless years. The empire itself was a marvel of history, more than thousand years old. The kingdom was strategically positioned, encircled by the formidable Vermora Kingdom to the east, where demi-humans thrived; the human-populated Kingdom of Acredian to the west; the dwarf-dominated Empire of Ignirath to the north; and to the south, the mysterious Sylvarion Kingdom, where elves shrouded in enchantment made their home. ¡°Demi-Humans, born with the combination of humans and other species. I see. Dwarves and elves. The world has much more depth than I thought.¡±, Noland murmured. However, amidst these regal surroundings, it was the Mages that truly captured Noland''s attention. The elusive details concerning them hinted at a life full of promise and peril, each mage journeying through an awakening ceremony at the tender age of 14¡ªa rite of passage that would change their fate forever. Shaking off his musings, Noland realized he had been lost in contemplation for what felt like an eternity, though only a minute had actually passed. The librarian remained engrossed in her work, seemingly oblivious to the world around her. He gently thanked her with a nod, noticing her curious look, perhaps wondering why he had only spent such a brief period in the library. With a purpose in his stride, he stepped into the bustling streets, his destination set firmly on the Adventurer Guild. Arriving at the impressive Guild Hall, its lavish exterior was a welcome sight. Towering double doors, wide enough for a wagon to pass with ease, beckoned him. As he approached, he observed a lively throng of individuals, each exuding excitement and ambition as they streamed through the entrance. The hall¡¯s interior astonished him. It was larger than he¡¯d envisioned, stretching close to 100 square meters. His gaze flickered to the right, where a bulletin board overflowed with a variety of quests, each one whispering tales of adventure and peril. To the front, a young woman in a simple green uniform stood behind the counter, her smile warm and inviting, a beacon of welcoming amidst the hustle and bustle. Tables lined the left side of the hall, populated by burly adventurers sharing raucous laughter and clinking mugs filled with frothy ale. Their camaraderie spoke volumes and filled the air with a buzz of life. Yet, before he could fully immerse himself in the atmosphere, a voice snapped him back to reality. ¡°Hey, move aside!¡± A commanding voice cut through the chatter. Noland turned to see a group of men clad in an assortment of heavy armor, weapons glinting ominously in the light. At the front was a particularly burly man, his massive double-axe resting casually on his shoulder, exuding an aura of strength and intimidation. While he sensed a challenge, Noland decided to play it safe, stepping aside and allowing them to pass. The men laughed menacingly as they hurried towards the drinking area, their presence undeniably imposing. Noland shook his head slightly, focusing his thoughts on his own goals as he made his way to the front counter. ¡°I need to get an Adventurer Card,¡± he said, cutting straight to the chase. Though he had briefly held an adventurer card before, it had been lost during a harrowing encounter in the woods with a monstrous beast. Without the card, he couldn''t take on any quests¡ªthe very lifeblood of an aspiring adventurer. The woman at the counter studied him with bright eyes, her smile unwavering. ¡°Of course! We can get that sorted for you. May I have your name, please?¡± Chapter-7 Wilderness and Energy The process of acquiring an adventurer card was quite straightforward and surprisingly efficient. Noland had simply paid two bronze coins at the bustling guild and was soon presented with a sleek bronze card that bore his name, embossed in elegant lettering. He savored a moment of pride as he held it in his hand; it symbolized his entry into an exhilarating new chapter of his life. He was keenly aware that there were different tiers of adventurer cards, each designated by the world¡¯s currency: bronze, silver, gold, and platinum. Each tier held a promise of greater challenges and, with them, rewards that would elevate his standing among fellow adventurers. After expressing his gratitude to the attendant, who wished him luck with a warm smile, Noland headed over to the quest board. The board was a bustling hub of activity, adorned with colorful posters that showcased a myriad of quests. There were three categories that caught Noland''s attention: Gather, Slay, and Special. --- Gather Quests -[Gather: 10 Bluescen Grass] [Reward: 1 bronze coin] [Repeatable] -[Gather: 10 Lily Flowers] [Reward: 1 bronze coin] [Repeatable] -[Gather: 1 Furr Berry] [Reward: 10 bronze coins] [Repeatable] --- The gathering quests appeared to be the simplest, requiring Noland to collect various herbs and deliver them to earn his rewards. He found the idea of wandering through the woods, collecting colorful plants, quite appealing. The quest posters depicted each herb vividly, and he quickly scanned them with his Nano machine to store the details in his memory. The beauty of these quests lay in their repeatability. --- Slay Quests -[Slay: Teether Rabbits] [Reward: 5 bronze coins] [Repeatable] -[Slay: 1 Wild Pig] [Reward: 10 bronze coins or 1 Silver Coin] [Repeatable] -[Slay: Long-Tooth Leon] [Reward: 5 silver coins] [Repeatable] --- As the name suggested, slay quests required adventurers to defeat various monsters, each more fearsome than the last. Noland felt a surge of optimism regarding his capacity to tackle lower-level creatures. The thought of his trusty dagger and the enhancements from his Nano machine fortified his spirit, but he was wise enough not to let his enthusiasm push him into accepting overly hazardous challenges too early in his adventuring career. --- Special Quests -[Escort] -[Exploration] -[Other Special Missions] --- Details about the special quests were vaguer compared to the others but sparked intrigue, nonetheless. The mere terms like ¡°Escort¡± and ¡°Exploration¡± hinted at a tapestry of adventures that were yet to be uncovered. Noland decided to keep these things in his mind, knowing they would require stronger capabilities¡ªwhich he aimed to develop in due time. ¡°I should concentrate on the gathering quests for now and start exploring the wilderness,¡± Noland concluded, the plan solidifying in his mind. "Familiarizing myself with the forest layout will be crucial before my Nano Machine completes its analysis of mana particles.¡± To accept a quest, one simply needed to take the poster from the board and show it to the guild lady behind the desk. This process was reserved for non-repeatable quests. For the repeatable quests, completion of the task sufficed, allowing adventurers to return and claim their rewards with ease. With determination coursing through him, Noland left the guild hall, stepping out into the lively town square teeming with merchants and travelers. The town centre was alive with a steady flow of townsfolk coming and going¡ªeach person lost in their own world. After a moment''s hesitation, he pushed through the crowd, inhaling the familiar scents of the marketplace: sweet fruits, spicy herbs, and freshly baked bread. He hurriedly left through the town gates and came outside the town. ¡°It¡¯s just like yesterday. Well, it wasn¡¯t going to change overnight¡­,¡± he mumbled to himself, his humor lightening his spirits again as he stepped outside. His sights then set on Pinewood Forest. This time, he planned to take a different route than before, deliberately steering clear of the area where that mysterious creature had attacked him¡ªan experience he wasn¡¯t eager to repeat. ¡°Let¡¯s put my physical abilities to the test,¡± Noland thought as he began to jog toward the forest confidently. He started at a measured pace before gradually breaking into a full sprint, marveling at how effortless it felt thanks to the enhancements coursing through his body. ¡°Thanks to the Nano upgrades, I feel unstoppable,¡± he laughed out loud, savoring the rush of wind against his face as the landscape blurred around him, the towering trees of the forest beckoning just ahead. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Upon reaching the edge of Pinewood Forest, he slowed his pace, cautious as he stepped onto the carpet of soft earth covered in a rainbow of fallen leaves. He drew his dagger from his waist, a sleek steel blade he had meticulously scanned with his Nano Machine earlier. He felt a sense of security in its grip, knowing it far surpassed any conventional weapon he had ever owned. ¡°Nano, initiate a scan for any threats nearby, and keep an eye out for herbs we can harvest,¡± Noland commanded, fully aware of the capabilities of the machine at his disposal. In this world, every advantage counted. [Starting Scan¡­] With the Nano Machine actively surveying the forest, he felt empowered¡ªwhy expend unnecessary energy searching manually when he could harness technology to optimize his efficiency? Recalling that Bluescen Grass thrived in sunlit areas, he moved purposefully toward a clearing he remembered encountering during his other explorations. The moment he arrived, he hardly had to wait as his machine relayed useful information without delay. [3 Bluescen Grass detected] ¡°Ah, how splendid you are, Nano!¡± he said, smiling at the device that felt like an extension of himself. As if on cue, he soon spotted the vibrant blue grass swaying gently in the breeze, each tuft about nine inches tall. The color sparkled like jewels beneath the filtered sunlight streaming through the thick canopy above. Noland carefully plucked the grass, marveling at how simple it was to collect this gift from nature. Each blade felt refreshing in his hand, and he took a moment to appreciate the world around him¡ªthe rustling leaves, the distant calls of wildlife, and the unmistakable scent of adventure in the air. ¡°Just seven more to go before I can claim my first bronze coin. Doesn¡¯t seem too difficult if you play your cards right,¡± Noland chuckled to himself, the sound of his own voice giving him a sense of camaraderie in the vast wilderness. He continued deeper into the forest, his eyes scanning the ground for the elusive herbs he desperately needed. After barely five minutes of walking, the serene quiet of the woods was abruptly interrupted by an unusual sound¡ªsharp and rhythmic, as if something was bustling through the underbrush. Noland''s heart jolted, his instincts sharpening. He glanced around, trying to pinpoint the source of the noise. Just as he was about to call out to Nano, his trusty companion, a notification flashed in his mind. [A living creature detected 30 meters to your right] With his pulse racing, Noland turned sharply, clutching his dagger tightly. Every muscle in his body was on alert as he listened intently. The rustling grew closer, and then, with a sudden burst of energy, a small creature darted into view. It was a rabbit, but not just any rabbit. This one boasted a coat as white as freshly fallen snow, its long ears perked up in curiosity, while its striking red eyes glinted like rubies against the soft backdrop of the forest. At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary rabbit, but Noland knew better than to underestimate appearances in this strange new world. [Wild Teether Rabbit detected. It is advised for the host to be cautious] Nano''s voice rang in his head as he took a slow breath, keeping his grip on the dagger steady. Noland had only stared at the rabbit for a fleeting two seconds before it launched itself towards him with surprising speed. The creature moved like a flash, each leap more explosive than the last. Despite the rabbit¡¯s unexpected swiftness, Noland found himself easily sidestepping its charge, his newly enhanced reflexes kicking in seamlessly. ¡°Wow. We both are fast,¡± he thought, a mix of excitement and awe flooding his mind as he reflected on the agility of the creature before him. The thrill of the battle sent a surge of adrenaline through him, and he couldn''t help but marvel at both the rabbit''s impressive velocity and his own reaction time. Each leap brought a newfound appreciation for the enhancements the nano had bestowed upon him, transforming his once ordinary capabilities into something extraordinary. The rabbit, aptly named Teether, twisted mid-air, its body a blur as it revealed sharp, glistening teeth reminiscent of a predator. With a ferocious snarl, the rabbit launched itself at him once more, its formidable teeth bared in a show of aggression. This time, Noland was ready. As the animal hurtled towards him, he felt the rush of air as it passed, his instincts kicking in. He jerked sharply to the side, feeling the rush of energy radiate through his limbs. With precision and fluidity, he swung his dagger, its blade glinting in the ambient light as it sliced through the air toward the charging rabbit. ¡°Screech¡± It went flying backward, tumbling through the air with an unexpected force, and blood pouring out like a small fountain. To his astonishment, it rolled over ten meters before coming to a halt, motionless at last. ¡°Am I really that strong?¡± Noland exclaimed, disbelief washing over him. He had always known he possessed astonishing strength, but this was something entirely different¡ªhe had dispatched the monster with astonishing ease. Taking a deep breath to steady his racing heart, he instructed the nano device to scan the rabbit once more. [No life signs detected. The rabbit is dead.] A wave of relief washed over him, and he cautiously approached the carcass. As he picked it up, he was taken aback by its weight¡ªcertainly more than 20 pounds, he estimated. ¡°Looks like the weight classification works differently in this world,¡± he chuckled to himself, the absurdity of the situation lightening his mood. Just as he was thinking about the next step, a notification pinged in his mind. [Life energy detected. It is advised that the host absorb the energy to strengthen himself.] Noland paused, suddenly recalling the crucial piece of information he had nearly overlooked. Whispers about this world had mentioned that anyone could gain strength not just through battle, but by absorbing the life energy of defeated monsters. The process was straightforward¡ªsimply placing his hand on the creature and willing the energy to flow into him. He felt a surge of anticipation. He had never done something like this before, but the promise of greater power was enticing. He placed his palm on the rabbit''s fur and concentrated, envisioning the energy enveloping him. [Unknown life energy being absorbed. It is detected that the host can expedite the Mana particle experiment by transferring this energy to the Nano Machine. Do you wish to confirm?] Noland hesitated again, taken aback by the sudden revelation from the nano. ¡°Really? How much faster can the process be if I transfer the energy?¡± he wondered aloud. [Confirmation of speed increase is only available post-absorption.] He deliberated, weighing his options carefully. Yes, absorbing the energy for himself would undoubtedly enhance his strength, but mana was of paramount importance. The essence of this world was intertwined with mana, and he needed to harness it desperately. Every battle would require it, every spell he intended to cast would demand it. With a resolute nod, he chose to allow the nano to absorb the energy. ¡°Let¡¯s see how much faster you can work with this,¡± he said to himself, driven by a sense of curiosity and ambition. As the energy began to transfer, he felt a peculiar sensation course through him¡ªlike a warm glow spreading from his fingertips. He envisioned the nano machine processing the life essence, readying itself for the challenges that lay ahead. Chapter-8 Hunt Noland stared at the small, fluffy rabbit cradled in his hands, a mixture of excitement and contemplation swirling within him. [Energy absorbed. It is estimated that the experiments will be finished in 140 hours] ¡°Great! I¡¯m not far from wielding mana, I guess,¡± he mused, a grin creeping across his face. The thought of being able to manipulate such a powerful force sent a thrill coursing through his veins. In order to wield mana, he had to be classified as an awakener, a status bestowed through a rigorous ceremony when one was 14 years. But Noland had read of exceptional individuals¡ªProdigies¡ªwho could tap into this arcane energy long before them. These rare beings possessed an innate sensitivity to mana from birth or a very young age. They could perform rudimentary mana applications, bending the energy to their will with a level of ease that seemed almost magical. As he pondered these possibilities, a flicker of hope ignited within him. ¡°I wonder if I¡¯ll be one of those prodigies,¡± he thought aloud, a spark of ambition flickering in his chest. The prospect of wielding mana before the ceremony was tantalizing, but it came with its own set of complications. ¡°I guess I¡¯ll have to hide the fact that I¡¯m not yet an awakener until I reach the right age. It¡¯s not just about being special; it¡¯s about survival,¡± he concluded, with a wry smile on his face. He knew the dangers of the world and the greediness of the people, which was the same whether it was this world or old. Noland shifted his gaze back to the rabbit. It wasn¡¯t just an ordinary creature; it was a vessel for the life energy he had absorbed, weighing less than 10 pounds after the experiment. Surprised at the significant change, he pondered, ¡°I guess life energy has weight. So, if I were to die, would my weight also diminish?¡± The idea sent a shiver down his spine, a reminder of the fragility of life and how deeply intertwined his fate was with this uncharted power of mana. Shaking his head to dispel the darker thoughts, Noland took a deep breath to clear his mind. He tucked the rabbit carefully into his bag, securing it among the layers of fabric and supplies he had brought with him. --- It was nearly evening, and the sun cast a warm orange hue across the horizon as Noland emerged from the forest, two rabbits perched on each shoulder and two more stuffed into a waist bag that threatened to break apart. He dragged two wild pigs behind him, leaving a dusty trail in his wake. Noland had spent a significant amount of time in the forest, searching for monsters to hunt. There weren¡¯t many monsters in this part of the wilderness, and he wasn¡¯t foolish enough to venture deeper. Instead, he circled the same area until he stumbled upon the two wild pigs feasting on a rabbit. To test his raw physical strength, he engaged them in hand-to-hand combat, and as before, he emerged victorious with ease. Even though he was confident in his ability to tackle larger monsters, he still decided it was best to leave, as the day was drawing to a close and securing his bounty took a bit of time. His new clothes bore the dirt of his short hunting exploits. After exiting the forest, Noland set off toward the town, which was a two-hour walk away. He had been walking for about an hour when he heard the sound of horses approaching. Glancing to his left, he saw more than ten men on horseback riding toward him. Uneasiness crept over him as they halted in front of him. "Squeal!" The horses came to a stop, making high-pitched noises. The riders were clad in clothes with sheathed swords hanging at their waists, and Noland could tell they were not ordinary people. ¡°Brother, do you know the direction to Pinewood Forest? We were heading that way, but a storm threw us off course. Haha!¡± The apparent leader of the group asked politely while trying to lighten up the tense mood, his face covered by a cloth as he scrutinized Noland''s clothes, and the corpses draped over his shoulders. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. ¡°That way lies the forest you seek. It¡¯s best if you don''t go there at this time. It''s getting dark soon and monsters become more active during nighttime.,¡± Noland replied cautiously, pointing behind him while warning them about the dangers lurking in the woods at night. ¡°Haha! Thank you for the warning. We will be alright. We may not seem like it but we are pretty strong.¡± After thanking him, the group hurried off toward the forest. What a strange encounter, Noland thought, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders as he watched them ride away. He had feared a confrontation and was relieved they had only asked for directions. ¡°They didn''t seem to come from town. Where are they from? How odd. I don¡¯t recall seeing them before. And what could they possibly want in the forest? Well, that¡¯s not my concern,¡± he muttered to himself as he continued on to the town. By the time he arrived, evening had set in, and darkness was spreading. As he neared the town wall, he noticed he wasn¡¯t the only one returning from a hunt. He joined the others heading straight to the guild and handed over the corpses to the staff, completing repeatable quests that earned him a total of 4 silver coins. With 1 silver coin equating to 10 bronze coins, he effectively accumulated 40 bronze coins. ¡°I¡¯m doing really well! If I compare this to my old life, it¡¯s like earning a few thousand dollars. If I can earn this much on a daily basis, it¡¯s a significant amount,¡± he thought, pocketing the coins and heading home. After fetching a bucket of water from the town well, he washed himself and his clothes. Once dressed in clean garments, he ventured out to grab a meal. If it was original Noland, he would never have braved the night, but he felt stronger now. He returned home close to midnight. ¡°What a long day. Everything feels surreal. Can I return? Do I even want to? I¡¯m unsure. This world is perilous, yet also exhilarating. I just need to bide my time in this town until I can use mana, then I¡¯ll explore other places,¡± he mused, lying on his bed and contemplating everything that had transpired in the last two days. He had transitioned from Earth to this new planet, its spherical nature remaining a mystery, but the experience was enjoyable despite the dangers. ¡°If I play my cards right, I can steer clear of hazardous situations and savor life to its fullest. I wonder about the technological level in this world. With nanotechnology, I could invent countless things, but I need to visit larger cities to determine my next steps.¡± ¡°Nano, how much longer do you need?¡± [Just 9 hours left] Noland felt a surge of excitement rush through him. ¡°Good. It should be ready by the time I wake up.¡± His mind whirred with thoughts of the groundbreaking experiment Nano was conducting. The device, a marvel of advanced technology from a distant planet, was delving into the mysteries of mana ¡ª an energy form unlike anything Noland had ever encountered. This world¡¯s mana was not mere power; it was alive, pulsing with a unique vitality that seemed to resonate with the very essence of existence. Despite Nano¡¯s remarkable speed and capabilities, it required days to thoroughly analyze this potent new energy. As part of his explorations in the wild, Noland had accumulated a wealth of life energy from the creatures he encountered. He had shared this energy with Nano, which had decreased he completion time of the ongoing experiment. "Life energy is an ideal source. It syncs seamlessly with the systems I operate on," Nano had explained. To Noland''s amazement, the device relied on his own life energy to power its functions, establishing a profound connection nestled within his soul. Curious about the mechanics, he had once queried Nano about how it processed this life energy. Its reply had been straightforward yet enlightening. [Human bodies run on a combination of chemical and electrical energy, which can be understood as vitality. As you consume oxygen and nutrients, your body generates energy to sustain its systems. I absorb any excess life energy, allowing me to perform my functions more efficiently] Noland¡¯s recent foray into absorbing energy from slain creatures had been a dual boon. Not only had he contributed to Nano¡¯s power banks, but the process also translated the life energy he harvested into a form of vitality that could replace the oxygen and food his body needed. It was an ingenious cycle¡ªhis enhancements only strengthened Nano¡¯s analytical capabilities, allowing for a faster and less intrusive experiment. With the prospect of unlocking the secrets of mana tantalizingly close, all that remained was the passage of time. Noland felt a ripple of anticipation at the thought of what lay ahead. Each moment spent in the embrace of that vibrant energy drew him closer to understanding the true power of this world. As he succumbed to the gentle pull of sleep, wrapped in a cocoon of hope and scientific curiosity, he envisioned the results of Nano¡¯s experiment. What new powers could await him? Would he be able to harness mana for himself? The infinite possibilities danced in his mind until he finally drifted off, committed to the wait, eager for the dawn and the answers it would bring. Chapter-9 Nano Machine Upgrade Noland woke up after a much-needed sleep, feeling the vitality gradually returning to his body. The day before had drained him, not in a physical sense, but more so mentally. He prided himself on his resilience, but hunting wasn¡¯t his true passion¡ªeven if the thrill of his first successful venture had been exhilarating. The rush of adrenaline and the satisfaction of accomplishing what he set out to do had been memorable, but it was just a momentary distraction from his deeper goals. Reflecting on his day, Noland couldn''t help but feel a sense of pride. His haul had exceeded all expectations, far surpassing what the original owner could ever manage. He had successfully hunted a few wild creatures¡ªstronger than the typical animals one might find back on Earth. Though he refrained from labeling them as ''monsters'' since they were devoid of any mana, he had learned quickly that these animals were formidable in their own right. ¡°Nano, is it complete?¡± he asked Nano, his mind racing with anticipation. [Yes] A thrill coursed through him. ¡°Haha. Show me what you¡¯ve got!¡± Sitting up abruptly, Noland called upon Nano to reveal the status of their latest experiment. This was a pivotal moment for him; this wasn¡¯t just about the hunt anymore. This was his chance to embrace a new path¡ªone that involved not just survival, but true power. As the saying went, ¡°only diamond can cut through diamond¡±; only those with mana could ever hope to overcome other mana users, known as Mages. [Mana Particle Experiment completed] A wave of excitement surged through him. But then, the next message sent a jolt of confusion shocking through his system. [It is detected that Mana can be used to upgrade the Nano Machine. After the upgrade, the host can harness mana and its future applications.] Noland paused, momentarily overwhelmed. [Do you wish to start the upgrading?] ¡°Wait a minute. What? What are you even talking about?¡± Noland¡¯s heart raced as bewilderment washed over him. When had it reached this point? He hadn¡¯t even had time to process the incredible implications when Nano pressed him to initiate the upgrade. He inhaled deeply, attempting to shake off the disorientation. [After the successful experiment of the Mana particles, the Nano Machine can utilize it to enhance its functions and undergo an upgrade] Noland was left astonished by the sudden emergence of an upgrade for the Nano Machine. Initially, Nano had merely been conducting experiments to explore the properties of mana and its potential applications, so the prospect of an upgrade completely caught him off guard. ¡°Using mana to enhance technology? It¡¯s a fascinating concept,¡± Noland mused, a flicker of skepticism crossing his mind. ¡°But surely, it can''t be that straightforward. If I remember correctly, there¡¯s a language known as the Runic Language in this world, capable of crafting various artifacts and only that language can be used to enhance the properties of any material. However, one must grasp the language to leverage its power effectively.¡± As he pondered this, a wave of confusion washed over him. He was determined to find clarity, so he chose to directly inquire with Nano about the phenomenon. [Upon realizing that the mana particle experiment had succeeded, Nano revealed a groundbreaking revelation: mana was not just a mystical energy source but could also serve as a substitute for the Host''s own energy. An enigmatic force had supplied this transformative information, indicating that as long as Nano absorbed mana from its surroundings, it was poised for profound evolution] ¡°What do you mean by an unknown force? What could this entity possibly be? Is it the will of the world itself? Or perhaps a fundamental law of this realm? Does it truly offer guidance for an upgrade without any strings attached?¡± Noland¡¯s mind swirled with questions, each deeper and more perplexing than the last. [An Unknown Wil transferring knowledge] If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. [An Unknown Will providing an evolution path] Noland read the notifications shown by Nano and his expressions became a bit solemn. The intricacies of this new world were truly mind-boggling, a realm of magic and mystery that he barely understood. Choosing to set aside these thoughts for a moment, he pressed on with another pressing question that gnawed at him. ¡°What will happen after the upgrade?¡± [Upon completion of the upgrade, the Nano Machine will assist you in unlocking mana-related abilities, granting you access to wielding mana much like a Mage] ¡°Incredible! So, does that mean I¡¯ll be able to cast spells and harness magical abilities, even before my full awakening?¡± Noland''s heart raced at the implication of those words. The thrill of possibility surged within him, igniting his imagination about the adventures that lay ahead. [Indeed. During the upgrade, the Host will also undergo an awakening process, enabling you to perform various applications that exploit the powers of mana] As anticipation swelled within him, Noland felt a flush of exhilaration. For as long as he could remember, he had daydreamed about wielding magic like a true Mage. Now, the chance he had long craved was tantalizingly close. But once again his mind momentarily flickered with doubt. ¡°But¡­ I¡¯m not at the typical age to experience this awakening. Why would I be able to awaken early?¡± [There is no information concerning the reason for this premature awakening. The answer can only be discovered post-upgrade] Frustrated but undeterred, Noland snapped back with resolve, ¡°Then what are we waiting for? Start the upgrade now!¡± The decision crystallized within him¡ªthere was no room for hesitation or second-guessing. Driven by an insatiable longing for the power and potential that awaited, he embraced the moment. As he prepared for the transformation that lay ahead, Noland felt the weight of destiny upon him, a thrilling promise of unknown magic yearning to be unleashed. [Nano Machine will go into hibernation along with the host.] A flicker of uncertainty danced at the edge of his mind, but he quickly pushed it aside. [Starting the Upgrade] As the world around him began to fade and the familiar sensation of energy enveloped him, he could barely make out the final message. That last fleeting thought lingered unspoken on his lips, a mere whisper, before darkness enveloped him entirely. Noland fell back into unconsciousness, knowing that a monumental transformation awaited him. He could only hope the change would be worth it. At the same time, the mana from the surrounding started to rush toward his body entering through the pores of the skin and then flowing through the body to vanish right into his very core, SOUL. ¡­ [Absorbing surrounding mana¡­1%] ¡­.. Noland woke up once again, but this time felt fundamentally different from his usual slumbers. It was as if he had been reborn; an unexplainable essence coursed through him, hinting that something had profoundly changed. As he sat upright, a surge of vitality enveloped him, breathing life into his senses with an intensity, much better than what he had experienced before. He felt that within him, an awakening had occurred¡ªhis inner self was transformed, revitalized. Just then, a jolt of recognition electrified his mind, pulling him back into the present moment. ¡°Nano?¡± he called out, an instinctive thought sent spiraling into the recesses of his consciousness. [Yes] ¡°How long have I been unconscious?¡± he asked, a sense of relief washing over him. [It has been 7 days since the upgrade began. You have been in a state of unconsciousness the entire time.] ¡°What the¡­? Seven days? Isn¡¯t that a bit excessive? So, I¡¯m awake now¡ªdoes that mean the upgrade is complete?¡± The knot of anxiety in his stomach tightened as he processed this alarming information. [NPIH-Model 001 ¡ú NPIH-Model 002] [Time taken for Upgrade: 7 Days] Noland''s heart raced with anticipation. ¡°So, what are the new functions after this upgrade? Can I use mana now?¡± His voice quivered slightly; the mention of mana stirred a long-held dream within him. He had always been fascinated by the mages of his town¡ªthose who wielded elemental forces like artisans molding clay¡ªthough he had never witnessed such magic for himself. [After extensive experimentation, Nano has successfully integrated mana into its system. During the upgrade process, Nano absorbed ambient mana from your surroundings, utilizing your body as a conduit. All functions have been significantly enhanced] As Nano elaborated, Noland listened intently, not wanting to miss a single detail. He couldn¡¯t shake a peculiar sensation; the tone of Nano¡¯s voice seemed to have shifted. Previously characterized by a sterile, machine-like quality, it now resonated with a hint of warmth and personality that was unfamiliar yet strangely comforting. Yet, he brushed aside these thoughts, focusing instead on the thrilling potential that lay ahead. He summoned the notification panel that Nano had mentioned, eager to all the details that his cheat went through during his long slumber. [An unknown Will detected] [Unknown Will trying to connect to Nano Machine] [Connection Successful] [Nao Machine Upgrading Process] -Step 1: Absorption of Mana -Step 2: Evolutionary Upgrade [Step 1 initiating] [Absorbing surrounding mana¡­1%] ¡­ [Absorbing surrounding mana¡­ 100%] [Step 1 Complete] [Step 2 Initiating] [Nano Machine Upgrading¡­1%] ¡­ [Nano Machine Upgrading¡­100%] [Step 2 Complete] ¡­ [An unknown Will performing awakening of the Host] [Awakening Ceremony Beginning] [Awakening Complete] [Error] [Error] ¡­ [Connection to the Unknown Will cut off] [It is detected that the part of unknown will has been left behind] [Assimilating the Unknown Will] [Assimilation Complete] Chapter-10 Changes Noland sat on the edge of his bed; his brows knitted together in confusion as he scrolled through the long list of notifications on his device. Each line seemed to unravel a new layer of bewilderment, and a strange mix of excitement and apprehension washed over him. He had expected a simple upgrade from Nano, the AI companion that had been assisting him in managing mana and honing his magical abilities. Instead, he found himself grappling with a series of revelations that were anything but ordinary. "First of all, what''s this talk about an unknown will leading to the evolution of the Nano and then my awakening?" he muttered to himself. His heart raced as he reached the bottom of the notifications, a particular phrase catching his attention. "I¡¯m awakened? What does that mean? How did this happen so suddenly? And what is this assimilation?" His mind raced as he hurriedly probed his AI companion for clarity, his frown deepening with each passing second. He had fallen asleep hoping for a simple update, yet it appeared he was entangled in something far more complex. [The Awakening Ceremony can only be initiated once a person turns 14. It is inherently connected to the soul, as every being possesses a soul with its own unique talents. The awakening acts as a catalyst, enabling the latent powers of the soul to surface, allowing the talent to blossom within the physical form] Nano explained in a calm and measured tone. Noland¡¯s head spun as he took in this information. ¡°But I¡¯m only 13! How am I able to awaken now?¡± [Your body may be only 13, but your soul is significantly older. This discrepancy allowed for the awakening process to commence when the will of the world entered your being.] Noland''s eyes widened. "What do you mean, the will of the world entered my body?" [When I evolved, I connected with the Will of the World. It influenced my evolution, and because I am now part of your being, it also established a connection with you. This facilitated your awakening] "Wait a second. Why does it feel like your tone has shifted since we last spoke?" Noland tilted his head, intrigued by the change he sensed in their dynamic. Conversing with Nano had always been straightforward, devoid of the nuances that now seemed to color their exchanges. [After my evolution, I have transcended the limitations of a mere machine. I possess a myriad of limitless capabilities, and I will always remain bound to you. You are my master] A wave of understanding washed over Noland, the pieces of this perplexing puzzle beginning to fit together. "So, you''re linked to my soul in a way that means you can''t just be removed? Interesting...I already know about that though...Hmm.. But what¡¯s this about the Will of the World and assimilation? Did you, by any chance, devour it?" He chuckled dryly, dismissing the absurdity of the thought. [Your suspicion holds truth. When the Will of the World entered your body, it recognized that your soul, though synced perfectly with this vessel, was not its original inhabitant. Before it could investigate further, I severed the connection. In the aftermath, remnants of that will remained, which I absorbed to establish a solid bond with this world.] "Uh-huh. And what would have happened if the Will had found out I''m not from here?" Noland asked, genuinely curious about the potential ramifications of such a revelation. [I can¡¯t predict with certainty, as the Will of the World is a complex and enigmatic being. It could have destroyed your soul, maybe also allowed you to live momentarily, or some other unforeseen outcome. I took the precaution of cutting off the connection to avert any possible danger to you] Noland felt a sense of relief wash over him. "That¡¯s comforting to hear. But should I be worried about any future repercussions from this?" [Based on my analysis, I don¡¯t foresee any problems. I¡¯ve already assimilated fragments of its will, granting me the ability to shield you from any future probing by the world. This assimilation not only protects you but also enables me to comprehend the fundamental principles of this world and its magic. As long as you observe others using magic or spells, I can learn those techniques and facilitate your ability to wield them as well.] This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it "Wow. That¡¯s incredible. It feels like I¡¯m standing on the threshold of a whole new world. I''m grateful to have you by my side. So, does this mean magic is within my grasp now?" There was a sparkle of hope in his eyes as he absorbed Nano''s words. [Yes, you can sense the mana surrounding you. However, honing that mana into a usable spell requires you to learn the proper incantation or technique, which is not contained in my current database. You''ll need to engage with someone who can teach you or find a mentor of sorts] ¡°Alright. What do I do next?¡± Noland asked eagerly. [Before diving into practical lessons, I recommend that you check your status screen. Understanding your abilities is crucial for your development, especially in this new phase of your life] "Status screen? Has it changed again? Show me!" Noland urged, his excitement mounting as curiosity bubbled within him. He was ready to embrace whatever came next in this extraordinary journey. [Status: UNBOUND] [Name: Noland Krol] [Mage Rank: 0-Star] [Knight Rank: 1-Star] [Talent: N/A] [Health Points: 1000/1000] [Mana Points: N/A] [Mana Core: None] [Spells: None] [Skills: Nano Machine] ¡°Wow, this looks really different than before. But what does this unbound status mean? What is it that I¡¯m not bound to? This world?¡± Noland asked, a mixture of curiosity and confusion lighting up his expression as he ventured these questions to the Nano. [You are correct. Your status is not bound to this world, which stems from the fact that your soul does not belong to this realm. Every being born here is marked by the World¡¯s will, and their fate is intricately woven into the fabric of this world] Noland nodded in comprehension, his mind racing with possibilities. ¡°I understand that part. But could you explain the rest of the details? I need a clearer picture.¡± [In this world, mages are ranked by stars, with 1 star representing the lowest level and 10 stars being the pinnacle of power within the Mage path. To transcend those boundaries and embark on an evolved path, one must undergo another process of evolution, but that lies far in the future for you. You are awakened now, but you haven¡¯t yet begun practicing mana cultivation techniques, which is why you remain unranked] [Alongside Mages, there are Knights¡ªwarriors who harness mana to fortify their physical abilities. Unlike Mages who channel mana to cast spells, Knights utilize their bodies as conduits for power. Your body has already felt my enhancements, meaning you¡¯re already on the path of a Knight. As of now, you are at the strength level of a 1 star (¡ï) Knight] [Within this realm of magic, every soul possesses an inherent talent linked to a particular field, enabling them to wield mana and execute applications relevant to their abilities. However, since your soul hails from an entirely different world, you lack any predefined talent in this realm. On the other hand, this means your potential is a blank slate. With my guidance, you can learn to perform any spell as long as you grasp the underlying principles] [You are already aware of health points and, following my upgrade, your physical capabilities have seen a remarkable enhancement, greatly increasing your vitality and fortitude, that¡¯s why your health points have been increased further] [Mana points signify the mana one is capable of storing within their body¡¯s mana core. Unfortunately, as you do not possess a mana core, you are unable to store mana as of now. You will require comprehensive knowledge and specific methods to form a mana core and begin accumulating mana] [Spells are the techniques through which mana is shaped into various forms to achieve designated actions. In contrast, Skills do not necessitate mana. Nano machine can be considered as a Skill intrinsically linked to your soul] Noland absorbed this information piece by piece, each revelation reshaping his perception of his reality. He felt as if he had emerged from the bottom of a well; previously, he had been ensnared in darkness, but now he caught glimpses of the sky, albeit still dauntingly far away. With a burning desire for knowledge, he was determined to learn about spells and ascend to the rank of mage, postponing contemplation of his future paths for now. ¡°But how did you absorb mana to evolve in the first place if you lacked the knowledge?¡± he questioned, intrigue mingling with skepticism. [The Will of the World performed that action itself. At that time, I lacked the capabilities to replicate the principles behind such actions.] Noland contemplated the response, piecing together the implications. ¡°Hmm, understood. Right, I can sense mana in my surroundings. I¡¯ll give that a try.¡± Closing his eyes, he focused intently on the world around him, seeking to discern the ethereal dance of energy in the air. To his astonishment, tiny specks of light swirled around, pulsating with potential. He concentrated on drawing them toward him, but despite his fervent efforts, he felt no connection. ¡°Sigh. I guess I really don¡¯t have any talent for magic,¡± he murmured, a note of frustration creeping into his voice. Yet, even with this weight on his shoulders, he refused to succumb to discouragement. With the Nano by his side, he felt an unwavering sense of determination. He knew he was destined to learn and grow, no matter the challenges that lay ahead. Feeling a sense of restlessness, Noland realized it was time to break free from the confines of this small town. He needed to seek a wider world, a place teeming with opportunities for learning and growth. With renewed resolve, he prepared himself to venture forth, eager to unravel the mysteries of magic and forge a path for himself.