Chapter 3939 No Change

Chapter 3939 No Change

"Hello clone," I said to the twelfth clone as I opened my eyes.

"Hello, Micheal," it replied.

Hearing that, a smile couldn't help but appear on my face.

"Go," I ordered. Immediately, all twelve of them moved toward their positions. Seven will remain in the library like before, while five will be out of it.

Now, that I have twelve clones; I could use each one for my professions, including culinary.

I do not consider it lesser than others. I am now dedicating a clone to it.

The fifth clone will be responsible for the other tasks.

I wanted to have as many as clones possible working on the inheritance, but other things are important too. Especially now, when I am reaching the cusp of Grade VI.

I have reached the cusp of Grade VI in artifice, but I had help thanks to the impartment.

The others are slightly behind. The individual clones will put a lot into taking the profession forward, along with me joining.

I am planning to take part more in the profession.

It will affect the inheritance, but I need to work in my profession too.

The clones have left, and I begin to walk around to my core. Looking at plants, which looked extra vibrant with the dense energies and monsters, that came out to enjoy it.

It's mostly bees; they are the only monsters with freedom.

However, they too could only move into certain areas of the two islands.

Now that I had leveled up; I could have more hives, but I won't. Currently, there are six hives, which are sufficient for the two islands.

However, I am planning on increasing the number of bees. There are enough plants to support their number and now the core has also become powerful enough to do that.

"What do you think?" asked my clone as I stopped beside it.

"The change had become part of me, but at least body and soul are in good shape," I said with a sigh, before walking out of my core.

I don't know how helpful that will be, but it's the only hope, I have, and willing to go with it.

No matter how dangerous it is.

I started to practice, and it was hard. Tens of times, hundreds of times hard.

Earlier, there was a chance of survival with a slight mistake, but now there is an absolute death.

I don't want to die, and that is why I am concentrating every bit of focus on the method. There were no thoughts in my mind other than rhythm.

I blocked everything, including the pain.

The method didn't have much pain before, but now there is it is from the clash of the mist's changes and the method.

Seconds felt like hours, minutes like days, but I continued with rhythm, till I reached the end.

Thud!

I fell down on the ground with a thud. So, I was tired, that I didn't have the energy to even think.

It was four hours later when I woke up and the first thing I did was get up and walk into the shower.

I was burning the impurities as I usually do, but stopped.

I came out of the shower half an hour later, walked into the kitchen and cooked myself a late lunch, which I ate alone, before walking into the core.

"Nothing," I said as I looked at the meta-scan.

I had expected it, but still, the disappointment couldn't help, but fill my heart.

When I saw both of the methods wasn't able to do anything to the changes brought by the mist.

Though their own changes are quite amazing. If I progress, at such speed, it won't take me even a year to reach the limit in both.

That thought disappeared when I looked at the cost of it.

The methods are mad. They are doing damage to me. If this keeps happening, I will either have to stop with sessions or the practice of my methods.

I cannot stop with mist unless the mission is finished. I have to finish it before my methods