Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 22 Spatial Fantasy

In winter, you should drink soup.

So, Bai Mo was taken by Shi Yu to drink pickled radish and old duck soup.

It's an unassuming little shop right next to Mingzhu Academy, but the food is surprisingly good.

Back home, Bai Mo placed the receipts for the three million in expenses in the Bai family patriarch's study. He then returned to his room and carefully began to read the three books Shi Yu had given him.

Of the three books, only one is dedicated to rare summoned beasts; the other two seem to be collections of experiences and observations from summoning mages.

It happened to be winter break, so he had plenty of time to read these three books in addition to his cultivation.

The next day, at the Four Directions Arena.

Bai Mo stood in the middle of a sandy area. Opposite him was a servant-level demon, the Flying Shadow Leopard.

Two days ago, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't used the intermediate-level space magic, Spatial Rhythm, since he took control of the forty-nine space-type star particles.

So let's give it a try today.

Last time, my mental strength broke through to the third level at the Jing'an Stone Temple, and with the breakthrough to the intermediate level, my mental strength has increased a lot.

Therefore, it also accelerated his star trail drawing.

He is now a Star Track of One Thought.

Facing the flying shadow leopard rushing towards him, Bai Mo remained calm, staring at the beast's mouth, which seemed almost within reach and carried a foul stench.

A silver light shone in his eyes, and he calmly opened his hand, from which a star map rose.

A brilliant silver light shone forth!

"Spatial Rhythm!"

"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

As the space trembled, the charging demons seemed to crash into an invisible wall, trapped in an invisible cage, unable to escape no matter how they struggled.

"compression!"

Bai Mo gradually clenched his fist, and the invisible spatial cage closed with his will. The once agile flying shadow beast was reduced to a pile of minced meat.

"Not bad."

Nodding, Bai Mo pondered deeply that the spatial rhythm compression was exactly what it was called, an application of spatial shrinkage.

So he wondered, is it possible to shrink without compressing? The mythical ability to shrink the earth to an inch is based on this principle.

Imagine shrinking the distance between two places to an infinitesimal extent, then covering a thousand miles in a single step. Is this what instantaneous movement is all about?

He guessed.

Although it's probably not that simple in reality, if he knows the theory and applies magic, can he also shrink some things?

Without hesitation, Bai Mo reached out his hand again towards the pile of minced meat, and the silver starlight behind him once more intertwined.

The safety officer, who was about to walk over after the battle, stopped and watched quietly when he saw this scene.

The star map is formed, and magic appears.

"Buzz~~~~~!"

The air vibrated again, and the pile of minced meat trembled slightly. Bai Mo slowly controlled the space to shrink, and the minced meat shrank accordingly.

However, as the shrinkage rate increased, he gradually lost control of the spatial pressure, and finally, the pile of minced meat, which had shrunk to half its previous size, shattered even more with a "poof".

The safety officer remained completely unfazed by what he saw; even a spatial mage like himself had never witnessed such a thing before. Let alone intermediate-level spatial magic, he simply couldn't understand what the young man was doing.

Desecrating the body?

Bai Mo was unaware that the safety officer's gaze towards him was gradually becoming strange. He stared at the pile of even more minced meat and fell into deep thought.

I wonder if I can take it home to make dumplings?

Hmm? No, it's that I still need to practice my spatial rhythm. Once I'm proficient, I should be able to realize my ideas.

Just imagining a huge, fierce punch coming from the opposite side, and how I can turn that punch into a spark with a simple opening and closing of my hand.

That scene was so cool.

However, the remaining issue is how to simultaneously reduce the power of the magic.

Just thinking about it filled him with motivation.

After the safety officer saw that he had finished the experiment, he went forward and cleaned up the things, and then summoned another demon.

This is a servant-level Xuan Earth Turtle with powerful defense; even some ordinary warriors cannot break through its hard shell.

After the last time he drew his sword to cleave the clouds, Bai Mo roughly knew the attack range of his Level 4 Mind Control - Illusion Sword.

This time, he also wanted to test the attack power of his phantom sword.

The Xuan Tu turtle sleeps curled up inside its shell; it only needs to stay there.

He raised his hand and pointed at the bathtub-sized Xuan Tu turtle. With a gentle tap, his mental power surged, and a semi-transparent illusory sword appeared silently.

The illusory sword pierced the air and, in the blink of an eye, embedded itself in the back of the Xuan Tu Turtle.

"Gah!!!"

The Xuan Tu Turtle was abruptly awakened by intense pain, and gushing blood spurted from the wound where the Illusion Sword had pierced it.

Outline the two-thirds of the sword blade that are exposed.

Bai Mo dispersed his spatial power and nodded slightly. His attack power was sufficient to deal with ordinary servants.

If one's mental strength reaches the intermediate level, even a warrior can be killed in one blow.

……

The production of the summoning guide scroll will take some time, but Bai Mo didn't ask how long.

So he waited until the last day of winter break to receive the package from Shi Yu via local courier service. As expected, it was a summoning guide scroll.

How to put it? This dimensional summoning is like the lottery in my previous life, and you can even see part of the card pool.

This gacha pool might contain SSR cards, but you might not actually see them.

The guide scroll is used to increase your chances of drawing an SSR.

He draws once a day, but unfortunately he is not lucky. He has even encountered monarch-level creatures, but none of them are single-attribute elemental creatures.

This time, I spent money to buy ten gacha pulls from designated card pools, and my summoning cultivation has reached the initial level two, giving me enough magic power. Therefore, today I'm going to do a ten-pull.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Bai Mo closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his gaze had turned moon white.

A spatial rift, glowing with moonlight, appeared beside him.

A silent and desolate atmosphere gushed out from the crack, quickly filling the entire room.

Picking up a scroll and tearing it open, Bai Mo silently recited the elemental creatures as instructed. He closed his eyes again, and his mind returned to the vast dimensional world.

A quick glance around revealed another place I'd been to before, yet somehow felt like a familiar one.

This was a desolate wasteland. Feeling an inexplicable pull, Bai Mo headed east. He flew and searched, encountering mostly non-elemental creatures along the way.

Keep searching.

The Fiery Serpent is a single-attribute elemental creature, but unfortunately it's only a Warrior, and its highest rank is Warrior.

Tianfengma, a leader-level horse, is still a cub. It's just a pity that in addition to wind-type, it also has light-type, which doesn't meet the requirements.

Movie Rabbit, isn't this Thunderbird's food? I wonder if there are any Thunderbirds nearby.

After searching for a whole day, using more than ten hours and a summoning guide scroll worth three million, Bai Mo still couldn't find the summon he wanted.

They did discover a young Bright Steed, with the bloodline of a high-ranking commander, and it was also a single-attribute creature, but unfortunately, it wasn't a monarch-level bloodline.

He left a mark, just in case he really couldn't find it, and hoped it would still be there by then.

Returning to the school I had been away from for so long, the classrooms were as lively as ever.

"Wow, the big shot is here!" Some classmates exclaimed when they saw Bai Mo walk in, already knowing that he had become a mid-level mage.

In fact, many people had already been surprised when their homeroom teacher, Su Ning, informed them of the news in the group chat, and now they were mostly joking around.

After spending more than a year together, even though they knew Bai Mo was a genius, he didn't keep people at arm's length and would joke around with them, so his classmates didn't feel that he was unapproachable.

"The boss is still as handsome as ever," another classmate remarked.

"Hey, I like hearing that. Say it again." Bai Mo smiled as he watched everyone laughing and joking with him, and said to the classmate who said he was handsome.

"Tch!" A chorus of boos immediately erupted.

Bai Mo pretended not to hear and took a seat with unhurried steps.

"Hey, have you found your summoning-type monster yet?"

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Tianyuan nudged him with his elbow.

"not yet."

"Your talent is just too difficult to come by."

"What's the rush? I have time," Bai Mo said nonchalantly, glancing at Zhou Tianyuan beside him and asking:

"And you, have you reached level three yet?"

"Two more days?"

"You little piece of trash."

"Cultivation doesn't happen that quickly."

"That's true, you're not me after all."

Zhou Tianyuan: "."

The first period in the morning was taught by Suning as usual. After class, Bai Mo came to Suning's office at Suning's request.

"Teacher Su, what do you want to see me about?"

"Of course there's good news, our great genius. By the way, do you have any summoned beasts yet?" Su Ning smiled and handed a form to Bai Mo, gesturing for him to take a look.

"Not yet." Bai Mo took the form and answered first, then glanced at it, his attention drawn to the top line, which he slowly read aloud:

"What is the All-Magic Club of Shanghai Magic High School?"

"To put it simply, it's the Shanghai All-School Magic Tournament, held annually to hone the magical combat skills of high school students. It's not something just any student can participate in. Interested?"

"Why should I go and compete?" Bai Mo asked, puzzled.

"Young man, you're always so impetuous. Come, let your teacher impart knowledge and skills to you." Su Ning smiled and continued:

"The school offers prizes for this competition; if you make it into the top three, you'll get a million, but I doubt you'd be interested."

Su Ning rolled her eyes and continued, "However, this competition itself has rewards. The first place winner can receive a reward from the Shanghai University Alliance. In addition to the Winged Magic Tool, they can choose one other magic tool. Moreover, they can be recruited by Pearl Academy in advance."

"None of these are the most important!" Su Ning said slowly, and before Bai Mo could ask, she continued, "The most important thing is that the first reward is the Nebula Spirit Vein, which is an important treasure to help a beginner mage break through to the intermediate level."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo nodded, knowing that this thing could help novice mages break through to the intermediate level, as long as their talent wasn't ridiculously bad.

As he read the form, he noticed the captain/teammate section. "Is this competition a team competition?"

"That's right, everyone on the first-place team will receive a reward."

"What about the second and third?"

"I'll reward you with a magical artifact." Su Ning paused. "If you get first place and are specially admitted, you won't have to come to school anymore."

A gleam of interest flashed in Bai Mo's eyes, and a smile bloomed on his face as he said:

"Teacher Su, I'm not interested in holidays or rewards. You know me; I've always been a good student who doesn't care about fame or fortune and loves learning. The school is so good to me; I just want to bring honor to the school!"

Looking at the confident expression on Bai Mo's face, Su Ning would have believed it if she weren't Bai Mo's homeroom teacher.

However, since Bai Mo was willing to participate, she nodded, indicating that she believed him.

After saying that, Bai Mo's expression changed. "By the way, how many teammates do you need, teacher?"

"Each team can have a maximum of five players and a minimum of three." Su Ning thought for a moment and then spoke again, "During the competition, the team with fewer players will be the one to participate."

"Okay, then give me three more forms. I plan to have a three-person team, with one person as a substitute. Is that alright?"

Su Ning nodded, then picked up three forms and handed them to him. "Of course, you'll be in charge of the school team this time. I'll be with the team and help you with all the procedures."

"I understand. The teacher is alright, so I'll be going now."

Who are you planning to team up with?

"Zhou Tianyuan, Zhao Qingying, and one more I haven't decided yet."

Bai Mo replied, and seeing that Su Ning was alright, he was about to leave the office. He had just stood up when he remembered it was a registration form, and he hadn't yet asked about the match start time.

"Teacher, when does the competition start?"

"This September."

Bai Mo asked with some doubt: "You're registering for senior year now?"

"Training in advance and organizing the competition also take time, such as selecting participants. Some repeat students cannot participate, and there are only six months left. However, with you in our school this year, you shouldn't have to worry."

"Teacher, you're right."

Su Ning rolled her eyes and slowly added:

"Don't be careless. Shanghai is a big city, and you're not the only genius. Over the years, there has never been a shortage of students who have reached the intermediate level in high school. Besides, you also have a summoning skill that you can't use."

Bai Mo didn't care; not every intermediate-level mage is an intermediate-level mage. Some reach the intermediate level but don't know intermediate-level magic—how can they fight him?

He guessed that Su Ning didn't ask him if he knew intermediate-level magic because he hadn't been practicing for long enough, and in her opinion, he definitely couldn't master intermediate-level magic.

"Let's go back."

Seeing Bai Mo's nonchalant attitude, Su Ning was a little annoyed. Thinking that this student had never let her down, she waved her hand impatiently.

"Okay, bye-bye, teacher."

My computer took up a whole chapter today T﹏T

(End of this chapter)