Weak Constitution? I Instead Created The Mage System

Chapter 6: The Method Of Meditation

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Just as Roger wanted to rest for a while before capturing the elements with the power of his will, his excited emotions ruined his clear state of mind, and he directly left the state of meditation.

Even so, he wasn’t unhappy at all.

After all, he had already mastered the method of meditation. If he could enter it once, he could enter it a second time and a third time.

He was finally looking forward to the future. He was ready to cast the fire spell that he had only cast in space in the real world.

Roger carefully recalled the feeling of casting that fire magic in the space. He began to gradually mobilize the fire element energy in his core and gathered it in his palm.

With the familiar swelling aches and heat gathering in his palm, a small three-pointed star array appeared in Roger’s palm.

Furthermore, wisps of heat waves continuously gathered in Roger’s palm, forming a small, crimson fireball.

While gazing upon the fireball and the magic array in his palm, Roger’s eyes glimmered with hope.

This would be the ladder to becoming a transcendent in the future, the ladder to the heavens.

Then, he turned his palm to the ground, prepared to cut off the supply of fire elements and release the fireballs in the magic array to see how powerful they were in reality.

However, when Roger tried to cut off the supply of fire elements, he found that no matter how much he tried to guide it with his mental strength, he could not cut off the supply of fire elements.

Furthermore, his mental strength was also rapidly being merged into the magic array.

Roger started panicking. He had read countless novels, and he knew that once his spiritual power was exhausted, he would at least end up in a vegetative state.

However, before Roger could think of a way to stop his will from merging with the magic array, he started weakening due to the rapid draining of his power, and a sense of dizziness struck him.

In addition, Roger’s mind was already exhausted. Not only did he bear the pressure to capture the fire elements, but his already tired mind was also awakened.

As soon as the dizziness and weakness kicked in, Roger’s strength gave out and he fell to the ground.

The fireball in his palm shot out at high speed the moment Roge rtouched the ground. His palm faced the sky.

Furthermore, after the fireballs were shot out, they continued to absorb the surrounding fire elements that were drifting in the air. Their intensity only grew, and their speed also increased.

It only exploded when it flew into the clouds, engulfing everything within a hundred meters.

The flames in the dark night sky and the sound of explosions made the residents of the town, who were still resting, stick their heads out of their windows to observe the situation.

When they realized that it was the sound and the fire from the sky, all the residents immediately retracted their heads, closed their doors and windows, and did not dare to look out.

In this world where the strong ruled over everything, powerless commoners like them knew what they should and shouldn’t see.

Anyone who did not understand this rule would have been thrown into the mass grave to be fed to the carrion-eating crows and wolves.

The bright moon receded, and the great sun rose from the east.

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The next day at noon, the blazing sun shone on Roger’s face.

Roger, who had been unconscious for more than ten hours, finally woke up in a daze.

Roger, who had just woken up, glanced around blankly and abruptly slapped himself hard.

The stinging pain on his cheek woke him up instantly. After feeling his heartbeat and pulse in a panic, he instantly heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, he felt terrified. He regretted his actions last night.

He already knew that he could use the meditation technique to collect fire elements and store them in his core.

When his mental strength was weak and forced out of meditation, instead of resting and recuperating, he had forcefully used magic. It was truly a suicidal act.

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, his body’s defense mechanism automatically stopped the process before it was too late, causing him to fall into a coma.

Otherwise, if his spiritual energy had been sucked away by the magic array last night, he would either be in a vegetative state or would have gone down to report to the grim reaper of this world.

After sitting on the ground for a while, Roger slowly stood up, driven by his hunger, and walked toward the kitchen.

However, after entering the kitchen, Roger realized that there was nothing to eat except for a few steamed buns in the pot. Even the vegetables looked like cabbage.

Roger, who was really hungry, took a few bites of the cold steamed bun in the pot.

After slightly suppressing the hunger in his stomach, he pulled himself together.

He looked at the armored-sword pufferfish meat on the chopping board, as well as a red vegetable that looked like Chinese cabbage.

As Roger ate the cold steamed bun, he began to cook with some of his fire magic.

An hour later, Roger, who had eaten so much that his food was almost in his throat, put down his bowl and chopsticks in satisfaction.

Then, he thought about whether he should continue to cultivate.

When Roger saw the reflection of the water in the bowl, as if he had been sucked dry by a female ghost, he instantly gave up the idea of practicing meditation.

He felt that it was better for him to rest for a while and not cause any more trouble.

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In any case, everything was in his mind, and they would not be running anytime soon. If he made a mistake during meditation due to physical reasons, it would be too late for him to regret it.

After eating and drinking to his heart’s content, Roger did not feel like going out.

Although he had all of his predecessor’s memories in his mind, they were only memories after all. He had only transmigrated for a day. If he met someone familiar with his predecessor while he was outside and they saw something off, he would really die.

At the same time, Roger’s mental state was not very good. It was dangerous to go out, so it was impossible for anyone to notice anything strange if he slept at home.

However, Roger did not expect to sleep for more than a day.