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Infinite Mage Chapter 111: End-of-Term Report Card (2)

Chapter 111: End-of-Term Report Card (2)

“Of​‌‌ course, it’s strange.‍⁠ But that’s just⁠‍‌ in the realm‌⁠‍ of sensation. Mathematically,‌‌​ there’s absolutely no‍ problem with the‍​‍ sentence.”

Yiruki’s⁠​ pride in mathematics⁠‍⁠ was enormous. It’s‌​ no wonder the⁠ humanities teachers gave‌​ him zero on⁠‌ the tests, so‍⁠ repulsed by his‍ attitude.

Shirone​‌ decided to play⁠​ his final card.‍‌⁠

“Don’t⁠⁠​ you want to‌ advance?”

“Ugh!⁠‌⁠ Damn it!”

Yiruki​​ had no choice⁠‌ but to concede‍⁠ to that argument.‌ He would rather‌‍​ die than become​‍ a junior to​​ Canis.

As‌⁠‍ Yiruki returned to⁠‍⁠ solving problems, Shirone​ went back to​​‌ his seat and⁠ sighed.

‘If‍ he really messes‍ up like this‍⁠ in the actual⁠ exam, it’ll be‌‍ a disaster.’

Nade,‍⁠ seemingly struck by​⁠​ a thought, looked‍⁠ up from his‌ book and asked.​

“Ah,⁠ speaking of which,‌⁠‌ isn’t there a practical exam next⁠⁠ week? Have you‍ guys practiced a lot?”

Shirone‍‍‍ and Yiruki asked⁠ in unison.

“What‌⁠​ exam?”

“Damn​‌‍ it. You don’t‍‌‌ even know? It’s⁠ the Psychic Pulse⁠⁠ Test, the Spirit‍⁠ Zone endurance assessment.”​⁠⁠

“No​ need to practice,⁠​⁠ right? Both Shirone​⁠‌ and I can⁠ easily score above‌‍ 80. Why, are⁠ you worried?”

“No,‍⁠‌ but practicals have⁠ many variables. It’s‌​‍ different from other‍ subjects; it’s relative‍ grading. If others‍ do better, our‍‌‍ scores drop. I thought we should‍‍‌ discuss it at​ least.”

“It’s‍⁠⁠ fine, it’s fine.⁠ We don’t have‌​⁠ time for that.”‍​⁠

Yiruki,​ completely focused on‌ solving problems, ignored‌‌ the suggestion. For⁠ students of Class‍ Five, how much‌‌​ better could they‍⁠ handle the Spirit‌⁠​ Zone? Yiruki was​⁠ confident he’d pass⁠⁠‍ the practical exam‌ without a hitch.​⁠‍

As‍​​ Shirone worked on‍​ a math problem,‌⁠ he said,

“I’ll‍ skip it too.⁠‍‌ I can’t afford​​⁠ to worry about​‌​ that now.”

Nade‌⁠‌ had confidence, but​ he knew scoring‍⁠‌ higher than the‍⁠⁠ other two was‍‍ difficult.

‘What‍‌‍ should I do?’‌

If⁠⁠‌ it really seemed⁠ too hard, he‌⁠ could ask for‍​​ help. But to‌ take his friends’​ time just because‍​​ of his own​ anxiety seemed like⁠ exploiting a loophole.​

‘Forget​ it. I just‍‍‍ need to be‍‍‌ in the top⁠​‌ ten.’

Nade⁠​ decided to let‌ go of his‌‌ worries and started‍‍​ studying again. If‍ each study group​​ member couldn’t achieve​‌ their share of‍​ 33.3 percent, the⁠⁠ group’s efficiency would⁠‍​ fall apart.

The‌‌‍ benefit of the‍‍⁠ whole required them​‍ to cooperate fully,​‌ but the end⁠‍ result wasn’t something‍⁠⁠ others could give.‌⁠​

The⁠ Image Zone training‌ area.

Usually,‌‍⁠ it would be⁠‍ bustling with advanced​​ class students, but‍ now it was​​ occupied only by‌‍‍ Class Five.

It⁠ was the notorious⁠ evaluation period that‌ had pushed Shirone⁠ into corners several​​⁠ times. With the⁠​​ end of the⁠‍‍ term approaching, the‌​ students’ tension was​⁠‍ higher than ever.​‌

Entering‍⁠​ the Image Zone,‍ Ethella, as always,​ expanded her 20-meter​ diameter Spirit Zone⁠⁠ and started explaining.‌⁠‌

“Today,​​‌ we’ll be conducting⁠‌⁠ the Psychic Pulse​​ Test. It measures‌ how long you​‌ can sustain changes​‍ in your Spirit‌ Zone.”

Ethella​‌ gestured with her​‌‍ hands far apart,​‌‌ pointing at a towering black pole​ with unidentifiable characters​⁠ etched on it.‍‌

“The⁠⁠ evaluation criterion is⁠​ the 20-meter diameter‍​‍ between the ends​⁠ of the pole.​​ A Spirit Zone​‌ smaller than that‍ is ineligible for‍ the test. Of‌ course, I assume‌​ none of you⁠ will fail to​‌ reach 20 meters.”‌⁠​

Ethella​ then contracted her​‌​ Spirit Zone. As‍ the volume of‌​‌ the zone dropped⁠⁠‌ below 2 cubic​⁠ meters, a buzzer‌‍‌ sounded from the​ sound system.

“That‍‍⁠ sound marks one‍⁠⁠ cycle. The test‍ is 30 seconds,⁠ and your score​​ depends on the​​ number of pulses‍ in your Spirit‌ Zone. I’ll demonstrate⁠​⁠ first since it’s‌‌⁠ rare to practice⁠‍ with the recorder​ on.”

At‍⁠ Ethella’s signal, the‍⁠​ Image Zone’s Psychic‌ Pulse mode activated.​⁠ Her Spirit Zone‍‍ began to pulse⁠ like a beating‍​ heart, expanding and‌⁠‌ contracting.

“Wow…”‌‍‌

The‌ sight of a 20-meter Spirit Zone‌​‍ shrinking below 2 meters and then⁠​⁠ rapidly expanding was‌​‍ impressive. The cycle⁠ wasnt particularly fast,⁠‌⁠ but the explosive-like⁠‌‍ expansion and contraction‌‍ were powerful.

Bang!​‍​ Bang! Bang! Bang!‌​​

The​⁠‌ sound machine in​‌ the Image Zone,⁠⁠‌ calculating the speed⁠‌‌ of expansion, emitted​​‌ explosion sounds.

The​⁠‌ sound wasn’t just‍‍‌ for entertainment; it​ helped perceive the‍⁠ intangible Image Zone‍ through all senses,‍ providing optimal efficiency​ for magical training.‌​‍

After‌ 30 seconds, the​‌ scoreboard showed 30‌ points, indicating one​⁠​ pulse per second.‌

Senior​‍ students had said​ that to make‌‍ the cut for⁠‍ advancement, you needed‍⁠ at least 90​⁠ points. That meant‌ three pulses per⁠​​ second. The students‌ used Ethella’s demonstration​​‍ to fine-tune their​​ strategies.

After⁠ the demonstration, Ethella,‍ with hands behind‍‌‍ her back, said,‍⁠

“In‍​ real situations, you​ often need to‌‍⁠ rapidly switch between‍‌​ various forms of‍‌ zones. Psychic Pulse​​ is a fundamental‌‍ training for that.‍‌ Even after the‍ practicals, it’s crucial‌‍ to continue training.⁠ Now, let’s begin‍‍‍ the evaluation.”

Students⁠​‌ were called up‌⁠ in reverse order‍ of their Speed‍ Gun test scores.‍‌‌ As usual, it‍⁠ was hard to​​‌ improve significantly in‌‌ just a month‍‍ or two, so​‍‍ most rankings were‌​ similar to the⁠ last.

As⁠‌ students each recorded⁠ their scores, with‍​ the lowest being⁠⁠‌ 48 points, it‍ was Nade’s turn.⁠ Since he was‍‍ in the upper-middle‌⁠‌ rank in the⁠ Speed Gun test,​‍​ he had to‌‌ take the exam⁠ much earlier than‍‍‍ Shirone and Yiruki.⁠

“Do⁠ well, Nade.”

“Phew,​ I’m nervous.”

With⁠ Shirone and Yiruki’s‌ encouragement, Nade entered⁠⁠ the Image Zone,‌​ closed his eyes⁠ to concentrate, and⁠‍ then opened them⁠‌ as the starting​‌⁠ signal sounded. He‌ expanded his Spirit‌‌ Zone, pulsing rapidly‍ like a heart‍​​ in full sprint.‌

“Wow!‍ What’s this? Nade?”‌‌​

The‌⁠ students’ eyes widened⁠ in astonishment. Only​‍ 10 seconds had​​ passed, and Nade‍ had already surpassed⁠ 50 points. A pulse rate of​​ five per second‌‍⁠ was impressive even‌​ to the onlookers.​‌

“Wasn’t‍⁠​ he just mid-ranking?‌ At this rate,​ he’s definitely entering​​⁠ the top ranks.”‍

“Hanging‍⁠ out with Shirone‌‌‌ really improved his​​‌ skills, huh? We‍ should’ve joined their⁠‌‍ study group too.”​‌‍

“Yeah,⁠ lately those guys​‌‌ have been studying‌‍⁠ ferociously. Even Yiruki,​​ who used to‍⁠​ slack off, hasn’t⁠ missed a single‌ class.”

When‍‌‍ the 30 seconds⁠‍​ were up, Nade’s‍‌ score was revealed:⁠‍ 173 pulses. The‌⁠ acceleration in the‍⁠ last 10 seconds‍ had boosted his‍ score.

“Good‌‌‍ job, Nade,” praised​​‍ Ethella with a pleased smile, recording​ his score. Her‌ disciple had made‌ remarkable progress, which​ delighted her.

Well,​ I expected as⁠⁠ much from the‌ beginning.

Returning​ with a sheepish⁠⁠ grin and exchanging‌‍‍ high-fives with his‍​‌ friends, Nade settled​‌‌ down and said,‌ “Phew, I thought‌‌​ I was going⁠‌‌ to die from‍​‍ the tension.”

“Well‍​ done. One of‍‍‌ us has passed.‍​⁠ Just the two‌⁠ of us left.”​

Inspired​‍ by Nade, the​ following participants gave⁠⁠ their all. However,‌ no one surpassed‍⁠⁠ Nade’s score of‌‌‍ 173.

Near⁠​ the end, Yiruki​ entered the Image‍‌‌ Zone. Without any‌⁠⁠ sign of nervousness,​ he activated his‌ Savant abilities at​ the start.

His⁠‍ method of pre-designing‌​ the expansion and‌ contraction mechanism, though‍​ not very useful​‍​ in real situations,⁠⁠ was highly efficient​‍ for the test.‌

His​‌ final score: 210‍ points.

The​⁠​ students looked at‍⁠ the score in‌​ disbelief. Achieving seven​⁠‌ pulses per second​ without varying speed‌ was an impossible​⁠ feat without Yiruki’s​⁠‍ mechanical precision.

“Wow,​ incredible. Even his​⁠ mind operates like​‍ an equation. That‍ guy probably didnt‍​‍ even do his⁠ best.”

“Can’t⁠ help it, he’s​ a Savant. Even​ Shirone might have​‍ trouble beating him⁠ this time.”

Suddenly,​‍ a disdainful voice‍⁠⁠ from the back​​ dampened the enthusiastic​​ atmosphere.

“Pfft,‍‌ making a fuss⁠‌ over such a trivial score. Class‌‍ Five really is​‍ a collection of​ pathetic fools.”

The⁠⁠ students turned around,⁠‌‍ their expressions changing‍ to shock as​ they recognized Canis‍​‍ and Arin, who‍ were observing the​ practical evaluation.

Ethella,⁠ recording the students’⁠ scores, asked, “Huh?​⁠ You two there,​‌ what brings you⁠‍ here?”

“We‍‌‌ got permission from⁠‌ the headmaster to​⁠ observe. We just‌‍​ wanted to see​‌ how the test​ is conducted.”

“Oh,⁠⁠‌ I see. Come​ this way, then.‌​‍ You’ll have a better view from‌⁠ here.”

Canis​​ frowned. Was that⁠‍ woman really a match for their‌​​ master? She seemed‌‍ foolishly gentle and‌⁠‌ naive.

‘Is‌‌ she pretending, or‍‌​ is she really​‍ that clueless?’

Regardless,​‌ Canis was genuinely‌ interested in the⁠ exam.

He‌‍‍ and Arin moved​ to the back‍‌‌ of the participants.​‍‌

“What‍ do you think,‍⁠ Arin?”

“Having‌⁠ practiced Psychic Pulse​‌​ so much, I could easily score‌ over 250 points.‍ Master always insisted⁠‌ on pushing our​​‍ limits. I can​ handle it.”

Arin,​‌ a psychic mage‍ specializing in the​‌‍ highest difficulty level⁠ of Spirit Zone⁠‌⁠ forms like the⁠‍⁠ Tentacle Form, was⁠ confident in her‌⁠ endurance.

‘Indeed,​⁠ disciples of an⁠‌‍ Archmage. We’re on​ a different level.’‍⁠⁠

The⁠‌ students felt overshadowed‌‌ upon hearing Arin’s‌‌ comment. Even though⁠‌‍ they were nobility,​​ being a direct​ disciple of an​‍ Archmage was a dream for anyone​​ aspiring to be⁠⁠ a mage, regardless⁠‌⁠ of their background.⁠⁠‍

‘But⁠⁠​ we have our‍ secret weapon too.’‌

As‍ the last participant,‌ Shirone entered the‍‌ Image Zone, and‍​ the students collectively‌ cheered him on.​ They knew about⁠​ Shirone overpowering Canis‌ and were eager​⁠⁠ to see him⁠ triumph again.

Shirone⁠ took a deep​‍​ breath in the⁠ center of the‍​⁠ Image Zone. Scoring​​⁠ around Yiruki’s 210‍ would be enough‍‍ for advancement.

But‌​ Shirone’s gaze had‌‍⁠ changed. Now with​ a clear goal,​⁠ he wasn’t planning​ to take the‌‌ exam half-heartedly, not​‌‌ even if his‍ opponent wasn’t Canis.⁠‍‌

With⁠⁠​ Ethella’s signal, lights‍ on the device‍ lit up, and⁠ Shirone immediately pulsed‍⁠ his Spirit Zone‌‍ to its maximum.‍

Without⁠‍ a precise design​‌ like Yiruki’s, evenly⁠‌ dividing a second‌ was difficult. However,‌‍ humans have a very accurate internal⁠ clock called rhythm.​‍‍

Shirone‌‌​ accelerated the pulses‌ of his zone⁠‍⁠ to the rhythm.⁠⁠ The sound machine​⁠ emitted rapid drum-like​ rolls.

Ratatatatatatatatat!​

The‌‍⁠ students couldn’t close⁠​⁠ their mouths, astonished.​‍⁠ They watched intently⁠ but could only​‍ discern the Spirit​‍ Zone’s movements about‌‌‍ once per second.‌

“How⁠⁠‍ is that possible…‌‌‍ How many pulses​ per second is⁠‍​ that?”

With⁠ multiple layers of​‍​ Spirit Zone moving​‌ simultaneously, it was‍ impossible to count.‍ Everyone waited for⁠ the 10-second mark.‍​ Soon after, the‍⁠⁠ scoreboard flashed an‍⁠ incredible number: 120‌ points.

“Twelve​​ pulses per second…”⁠

Could⁠​ anyone imagine a 20-meter sphere contracting‌ 12 times per‌‍‍ second? They could⁠ only see it,​​⁠ but no one⁠‌ knew what was​‍⁠ happening inside. Only‌ the explosive sounds‍‍ and the rapidly⁠ counting numbers proved​ Shirone’s pulsing spirit.‍

Even‌⁠ Canis and Arin⁠ watched in awe,‌‍‌ especially Arin, who‍​ looked incredulous. With⁠‌⁠ such rapid pulsing,​‌ the speed didnt​​‌ matter; the mind‍⁠ would collapse first.‍

The⁠‌‌ key to pulsing⁠​ was how quickly​​ one could expand‌ the sphere from​‍​ the smallest to​‌ the largest point‍⁠ and endure the⁠ impact upon contraction.‌⁠‌

In​ that sense, the⁠⁠ demonstration Shirone presented‌‌​ maximized both speed‌‍‍ and endurance, reaching‌‌ the pinnacle of‌ mastery.

‘Indestructible.’‍⁠‌

Ethella‍⁠‌ recognized Shirone’s level⁠‌​ at a glance.⁠‌

‘Truly​‍ remarkable. The potential‍⁠⁠ of this child⁠​‌ is beyond measure.’‍​

Even⁠‍ Ethella could no‍⁠​ longer be sure​​ where exactly Shirone⁠‌⁠ stood. Just when‌‍‌ she thought she‌‌⁠ had an idea,‌ he had already​‍‌ moved far beyond‍‌‍ that point.

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