Chapter 909 – Big Class Grind 4 – The Goalposts

Chapter 909 – Big Class Grind 4 – The Goalposts

John had 28 more Class Levels to go and he had several goalposts he wanted to clear.

First, and foremost, he wanted to finally unlock the Arcweaving Class.



With the current overabundance of available resources, it would have been foolish to push things off further in this regard. Taking the investment of two levels into Martial Artist was easily justified, especially since the other requirement, five levels into Arcanist, was along the path to his secondary goal anyway.

With the goal of increasing his personal power, after spending so much focus on his elementals, Artificial Spirits and girls in general, maxing out Arcanist was a clear choice. If the initial Arcweaving Perks looked promising, he would max it out as well. If not, then Class Levels for it would instead wander into Unfound. The blind man’s Class may not have been promising in the general power department, but it was likely to provide immense utility. If initial Perks disappointed there as well, John would send resources towards Metracana Master. That wasn’t personal power, but it was still power.

On the topic of utility, John also wanted to finish out the Fateweaver Class. It was unlikely that it would give him access to time dilation as powerful as Magoi’s. By the way the system had functioned so far, John guessed that one of the Advanced Class choices would be High Fateweaver and that would then enable him to pull some more phenomenal stunts in the barrier department.

Going by the most likely idea that he would at least be satisfied enough with Arcweaver to keep investing in it, the breakdown of goals looked roughly like this:



Bring up Fateweaver from level 3 to 10 – leaving 21 levels to be spent.



Bring Arcanist to from level 1 to 10 – leaving 12 levels to be spent.



Bring Unfound to level 1 – leaving 11 levels to be spent.



Bring Martial Artist to level 2 – leaving 9 levels to be spent.



Learn Arcweaving and bring it to level 3 to check out Perks – leaving 6 levels to be spent.

Spend the remaining 6 levels on Unfound, Martial Artist, Arcweaving or Metracana Master as best seen fit.

The argument could have been made that John should have been chasing straight for the level 10 in a third Class, rather than spread himself out. While the current Modifications and Overclocks he had were largely situational, every new one acquired may have been the extremely powerful one he could use in most situations. However, John was always tilted towards diversifying his move set, so chasing several goals with his current abundance of Perks fit his style more. He would gather information about Classes right now and fill them out later with the regular Maximum Class Levels he got every five levels.

With those decisions made, he decided to go for the easiest goals first. That was to say, he went through a series of minor trials to fill out all of the early levels for Arcanist, Unfound and Martial Artist. Early Class Challenges tended to be trivial either by design or because John’s general competence was just so much higher than the average person’s.

When the Unfound Class demanded that he blindly wandered a tightrope, that was far from an issue. John spent every morning blind, at the very least for the time it took him to go to the bathroom. Sure, most of the time, he supported himself with the Mandala Sphere, but the Gamer sometimes went completely blind by his own volition. It had become a part of him, as little as he liked the way it came to be. Searching for a cure had been universally unsuccessful, so he arranged himself with what would likely be the rest of his life.

Their coitus breaks usually lasted only until John came once. If they had just indulged as they wanted, John would have lost a lot of time and he may have knocked the girls out by the power of his third leg. There was no debate over what the most powerful part of his body was.

Naked, exhausted and oddly fulfilled, John progressed through the Class Challenges.



The first set of Perks was extremely disappointing. Two of basic Stat Scaling Perks and a situational passive that would have been of minor support when he still counted his MP Regeneration in per minute. ‘I shouldn’t complain when picking up early Perks for what would be an early game Class under normal circumstances,’ he thought and picked Sturdy Body. A few extra Health Points had never hurt anyone.



Later on, he looked at those Perks. Mind of Work was the obvious choice, if only because he didn’t want to deal with Active Aura. Fundamentally, the other two were also alright. Mind of Expansion provided a pretty good amount of EXP for sitting around, but John got scaling experience for fucking, which was considerably more fun. Mind of Quality was interesting as a way to, potentially, power level slowly progressing Skills such as Artificial Spirit. Even with that, John didn’t really know when he would find two hours in his normal day where he would have time to meditate.

Whenever he had a considerable amount of free time, sex, dates, gaming or other ways of relaxation seemed to be a better way to use it. If he was still feeling productive after a day in the administrative paperwork mine, grinding dungeons was a much better way to get experience and other rewards. If he could keep the concentration up while having sex, that would make Expansion or Quality more attractive. As it was, Mind of Work at least had the practical application of getting him through the dull parts of his job as head of government.

Another decision made, John tapped out of the physical arena and left it to the maids to help everyone train.

In order to chase after the next Class, he went over to Nia. The pariah had been training several metres away from everyone. Nobody had insisted she kept away, but if she was going to practice her otherworldly powers, it was for the best. When it came to pure combat, she would have been welcome to join.

“Mind helping me with the Arcanist Challenges?” he asked, once she had turned to pay attention to him.

The pale blonde stood there, back straight and her light-eating, black weapons in her hands. One shoulder pointed at him, her blue eyes staring at him, located in an unmoving face. Strangeness surrounded her like a physical aura inspired by the tiny violins that preceded the reveal of the monster in a horror film. Slowly, she turned towards him, her colourless dress moving in non-existent winds. Slowly, she blinked, as if refusing to let him out of her sight. Slowly she tilted her head.

John smiled and patiently waited for her answer. He had grown so accustomed to her accidentally unnerving behaviour that only being hit by an actual display of her power could make him feel uncomfortable. For specific cases like this, he knew that she was simply suffering from an inability to emote properly and was also prone to thinking a long time about her answers.

“Can I?” she finally replied with a question.

“Might not be pleasant,” John was fully honest. “I’ll have to hit you with some genuine Arcane attacks, some of which you might not be allowed to dodge or neutralize. I just assumed it would be good training for you both in the anti-magic and the reality-altering self-healing front.”



After another fifteen seconds of silence, Nia said, “Yes.”