'Alright then, time for training!'
Under the midday sun, a spirited young man with ash-colored hair emerged boisterously from a shop named Constantine Consumables.
After purchasing a shitload of mana potions and spell mastery tonics for a total of 15,000 silver coins, Shye was now ready to grind the level of his skills for an entire week.
'Hmm...should I rent a training facility?' Shye pondered. He might attract the attention of a few unpleasant individuals should he train outside the city.
Moreover, if those individuals decide to f*ck with him, it might be a bit dangerous, considering that there are emerald-tier adventurers in Balkrow City, albeit not many.
'Well, let's check the prices first...'
Walking for around twenty minutes, Shye arrived at a training facility called "The Ranged", a training facility specifically made for archers, mages, and priests, to practice their skills
The training facility was vast, however, it was a bit run down.
It was exactly what Shye was looking for though as he didn't want to pay extra for mere aesthetics.
Entering through the worn-down wooden front door, Shye was surprised.
He didn't expect the place to be famous, especially since it looked like the facility had been hit by a poopstorm.
There were at least hundreds of adventurers, either alone or in groups of two training inside different rooms with different functions.
Unbeknownst to him, the facility was actually quite new.
It was just that the clever owner used a worn-down design to attract potential customers.
Naturally, the rates of the facility were quite cheap compared to others while ultimately providing the same experience, making it a popular choice among ranged adventurers.
'Oh? 50 silver coins per hour? What a reasonable price!' Shye inwardly exclaimed.
If the rates were this cheap then he could train all day for a week without worrying about annoying bastards!
Shye enthusiastically walked towards the counter where he was greeted by yet another beautiful staff member.
'Oh? 69 huh? What's 69 though?'
He didn't know how potent 69 was, but for now, he'll use it as a baseline.
'Hmm...How do I know how much mana it drained out of me though?' Shye wondered, opening his status window to see if there were some kind of mana values or something.
Unfortunately, there were none.
'Haah...Well, I'll probably feel it if I'm at my limit...for now, I shall keep firing spells.'
His skill, [Wind Slicer Lv.1] didn't really tire him out that much so he reckoned that the mana consumption was probably minuscule.
With the considerable increase in his intelligence and wisdom stats from the bonuses provided by his new gold-tier set, Shye's mana pool likely expanded as a result.
Feeling a bit more confident, Shye fired the three other basic offensive spells in succession.
"74" "98" "82"
[Earthen Spikes Lv.1] scored 74, [Ice Rain Lv.1] scored 98, and [Blaze Missiles Lv.1] scored 82.
'Hmm...so 69 is weak...' Shye pondered. 'Well then, let's check each skill's cooldown...'
After going through all of his skills including his existing ones for around half an hour, Shye found out that the cooldown of each common mage skill was lower than what he expected.
"Hmm, so the basic offensive skills have a cooldown range of 3 to 10 seconds huh?" Shye muttered to himself, realizing that he had been underestimating mages in the past. "Well, good thing I know now. It's not like I can spam the skills without thinking about proper usage as everyone's mana is limited..."
Contented about his findings regarding the limits of his skills' damage and cooldown, Shye proceeded to level each one of them up, casting the four new offensive spells in rotation to level them up.
The entire time, Shye was counting.
He wanted to know how many times he should cast a skill before it levels up.
Regrettably, following twelve repetitions of each of the new basic spells, Shye suddenly experienced dizziness, with a subtle throbbing pain in his head.
'Ahh...crap...is this the limit of my current mana pool?'