Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Chapter 308 Growth In Power

As the morning sunlight glistened off of his body, a transparent blue tab appeared before him. A slight smile danced across his face as he stared at the panel.

┏━━━Status━━━┓

Name: Lyrian Theageld

Title(s): None

Species: Human

Bloodline: ??????

Age: 10 Years

Overall Power (OP): 13

Vitality: 116 Years

Health: 134/134

Stamina: 136/136

Strength: 140

Agility: 139

Defense: 130

Body: Normal

Rank: Genesis: Layer 2

MP: 277/425 (+50)

┗━━━━━━━━━┛

"Amazing... This is hopefully enough to dominate the deployment exam. With the mana alcove, my progress should have been pretty much double as fast as others. On top of that, I doubt anyone else has a greater cultivation technique."

He gripped his hand, feeling the strength generated in his fingers.

"I'm different than before, but this is just the beginning. The Genesis rank is only the foundation rank before the true stages of cultivation power. It is like a baby step, and I have to even take that leap forward yet."

He closed the tab and got ready for his classes that day.

In Zaryn Mythology, everyone seemed to be talking about the same thing. That thing was the deployment exams. Sir Peser didn't even teach a lesson today because he knew that no one could concentrate.

This event wasn't just some small thing, but the largest mission of the first-year students. Even if you weren't a first-year student, you were thinking about it just because of how big of a deal it was.

Peser let out an exasperated sigh as he leaned on his table. "Haa~ If only you brats had this same passion for the mythology and history of this grand world..."

By now, Israthel seemed to have fully given up on fighting Lyrian. However, Lyrian still noticed him angrily staring at him at times.

'Just when will he learn?' Lyrian mused, looking over at Israthel who looked at him weirdly now. Leon turned to face him.

"He is too overconfident. He needs to learn a lesson and stop scratching at the wound." Leon exclaimed, not impressed by the boy's behavior.

"Learn a lesson? I don't think he will learn a lesson now even if his nose was cut off." Lyrian laughed, causing Leon to smirk. He added, "His balls. He would only learn his lesson if he became a eunuch!"

"Pahaha!"

***

The other classes that day continued as usual. Teachers weren't able to teach simply because of the importance of the exam that day.

Leon still didn't know fully what the deployment exam was. It wasn't like he hadn't tried to learn about it, but information simply refused to come to him. Teachers didn't say, and older students weren't permitted either. It wasn't like any students above the second year were in the outer academy anyway, so he was left with no option but mystery.

After his lunch at the canteen, Lyrian checked his bracelet and realized he needed to head to his final period before his hunting class. This was because the deployment exam information was going to be told that day, so it was last.

When Lyrian walked in, he first looked at Madam Scarlett. For the past months, she had looked at him with a glare each time he entered. This time, it wasn't any different. Scarlett looked at him with a mean, taunting look as soon as he entered.

By now, Lyrian felt he had enough. As soon as Scarlett looked at him with her disdainful gaze, he also furrowed his brows at her.

A hint of spiritual energy was released in her direction, making her jerk out of her angry state for a second in shock.

She was thrown off, confused by the energy she felt. Quickly turning around, she began to write on the board as Lyrian sat down.

At that moment, a cold sweat covered her entire body. A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead and dropped off of her nose. Her eyes widened, as she mused, 'That spiritual energy... was it his!' He was utterly bewildered.

No... in fact, she felt fear. Scarlett wasn't some weak nobody. She was a teacher at one of the most prestigious academies that existed in the Mortal Plains, after all!

However, what she just felt was enough to make her begin to shake in fear.

This was because... along with Lyrian, his creatures had also grown in the past months. His rapid growth allowed them to grow at an even faster speed. All of them were fully matured now--all except for Panixu.

Still, Panixu added his killing intent onto the team, creating an amalgamation of doom upon their victim. Lyrian smirked as he imagined just how strong they had gotten now...

'In this deployment exam, and after the actual deployment... I'll try to use them only as a last resort. Not only as a safety for myself but also because I want to test my new power out in the real world.'

His expectations were high for the strength of the outside, so he wanted to see exactly what that meant against his new powers.

Surrounded by Anaviotis students, he forgot where his power ranked up. Still, he knew that the world out there was of the unknown, as very powerful. He couldn't wait to challenge himself...

Finally, Lyrian arrived at his final class. As soon as he entered the gym classroom, he walked outside and into the training track field.

In the middle, he noticed a large amount of students. It was like when he arrived for the hunting practice with Gator's class, except many more students had gathered this time.

It wasn't just of his class, or Gator's class, but of every Hunting class. This meant that every first-year student was present, including Linus, Godfrey, Leon, Alten, Glis, and more.

It seemed he was the last one that Rerth was waiting for. He was standing beside Gator, and two other teachers--a short lady with hair that reached just under her ears.

She was very petite and looked as though he didn't reach above 5 feet in height. She wore glasses and greeted Lyrian with a polite smile. The other teacher was a man that was about the same height as Rerth, but was more slim and was well trimmed.

He smiled brightly with his arms crossed.

"You're late! Lyrian! How do you expect us to start without you? Don't waste everyone's time, you brat!" Rerth suddenly shouted.