"Rapid Healing!" Slime#47 finally used his healing spell under the persistent requests from Thomas.
A green magic rune flared on his palm as green energy glowed all over his body, healing his injuries.
Then Thomas pulled out an elixir of mana recovery and aura recovery from thin air and tossed them to Young Slime.
Slime#47 caught them and gulped them down. Gulp! Gulp!
"I'll give you one minute. Fuse your mana and aura—and generate demonic force for your True Magic," Thomas ordered.
Nobi and the multicolored slime nodded and sat on the ground, fusing their energies.
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Five days slipped by in training…
'Days are passing like eye blinks,' Multicolored Slime mused, as a notification appeared in his vision.
[ Ding! You have leveled up to Lv.99! ]
He had gotten used to ten thousand times gravity.
"I've gotten used to this gravity—like it's nothing," he muttered, grinning as he recalled how he died due to just two times gravity back on Earth when the Time God had arrived.
But what he didn't know was that he was adapted to Divinara gravity increased by ten thousand times, which wasn't ten thousand Earth gravity—it was far stronger.
"Good. Very good." Thomas nodded in appreciation.
However, he wondered internally, 'Has something broken inside him?'
In his entire life of more than fifteen thousand years, he had never witnessed someone withstanding body-shattering pain like it was nothing.
He turned his gaze to Nobi, who was still wincing and panting.
Meanwhile, Slime#47 was plainly calm without any grunt of agony, though he was sweating due to exertion.
"Good. Let's ramp it up so that you can reach Level 100 today," Thomas said, glancing at Young Slime's status using his appraisal skill.
"Gravity times 100,000." He cast a spell as a violet magic rune flashed on his palm.
The air suddenly intensified; the surroundings became hot with visible crimson vapours.
"What?" Slime#47 exclaimed. He had just gotten used to ten thousand times.
'You could have warned me…' he thought, irritated as—Thud!—his legs were crushed, and his knees hit the tiles hard.
The air hit him like a strong metallic wall.
'I can't breathe…' Young Slime mused; he tried to take deep breaths.
"Demonic Surge! Rapid Healing!" He finally activated his skills as he tried to stand up after healing his knees.
But his legs were trembling; not even able to move a few inches. "Reinforced Body, Double Elemental Shield."
He used an aura skill and cast a spell as two layers of multicolored barrier formed all around him.
'I can finally breathe,' he sighed in relief as he took a deep breath—but Crack! Crack!
The shield cracked under the high gravity, and fractures extended all over it.
As Young Slime felt his core thumping in his chest, the barrier finally held on, but came close to fully shattering.
He finally stood up with the barrier's help.
'The entire Earth would have collapsed if she were to get hit by this level of spell,' he mused, feeling both his extraordinariness and his powerlessness at not being able to save himself.
He turned his eyes to Nobi, still kneeling on the ground, but her legs were perfectly normal.
Her body was wrapped with black energy as she cast with difficulty, "G…rea…ter Dem…onic S…urg…e!"
Demonic force emitting from her body allowed her to stand up and withstand the gravity, but she was trembling as she sweated heavily.
'So it's Grade Two True Magic… a higher version of Demonic Surge,' Slime#47 thought, interested.
He was impressed by the flowing demonic force from Nobi's body.
Even though his legs were shattering into liquid despite the two layers of barrier, he didn't blink an eye. 'I need to learn that magic spell,' he knew his next spell, which he wanted to learn from Elder Slime.
"There we go again—not feeling an inch of pain." Thomas and Nobi widened their eyes at the multicolored slime; he was not even flinching despite his Slime blood pooling under him.
The instructor took a deep breath. 'A brat of a few years old cannot shake me!' he cheered himself.
Pity, he didn't know that Slime#47 was just a few months old—not counting his loops.
"Fireball! Fireball!" Thomas, with a grin, put his targeting skills to use again.
One of the basketball-sized fireballs rushed straight at Young Slime.
Crack!
The two layers shattered on mere contact.
"Move!" Slime#47 yelled, but sadly, the gravity was too much for him.
Boom!
He was hit right in his arms as he covered his face for defense. He then slid a little back due to the impact—he would have flown away if gravity had been normal.
Thud!
Slime#47 fell to his knees yet again, with his legs getting smashed into pulp liquid.
'I cannot breathe,' he mused, as his vision started to blur. He gazed at the lion instructor with crimson eyes.
On the other side, Nobi dodged the fireball by rolling to the side, but it was just a few inches away from her face.
Even she couldn't leap and run properly. She turned her eyes toward Thomas.
"Cough!" The instructor coughed, stopping his fireball under the red, furious eyes of the two slimes.
"You adjust to the gravity first," he said blankly, sitting on his ornate chair. "I'll adjust it to just 20,000 times for now."
A light violet magic rune flared on his palm as the gravity decreased and the air became a little lighter.
He pulled out a beer bottle to drink from thin air. He gulped it down with a grin.
'I can finally breathe and… I'm almost out of three energies,' Young Slime thought bitterly while taking deep breaths. "This gravity is too much… I had to use all my energy just to stand up—and that too for a few seconds!"
He meditated under the lighter gravity to recover his energies and adapt to it… after all, it was stronger than ten thousand times.
He then used "Rapid Healing." Green energy flowed all around his body as he recovered.
"No dodging… just do exercise," Thomas instructed, closing his eyes. 'It's my sleep time,' he thought, yawning.
Young Slime nodded as he started to do push-ups, squats, sit-ups, and a few others.
Nobi didn't back down as she reduced her energy use to almost zero and followed Young Slime in exercising.
After a few hours—
Sweat pooled up around Slime#47 as he did squats. "145,212."
He stopped as—Ding!—notification flashed in his vision.
[ Ding! You have leveled up to Lv.100! ]
[ Ding! All your stats have risen to D ]
Spotting his grin, the instructor stopped the spell as he was boringly watching over the duo.
He used "Appraisal."
'As expected of someone so crazy… he hit Level 100 in just a few days,' he thought, impressed yet terrified of Young Slime.
"Go… choose your next class and race," he said, sitting on his chair and wiping off the sweat on his forehead.
[ Ding! You cannot level up anymore until you choose your next class and race evolution! ]
'Race or class...' Young slime mused, glancing at the notifications.
After a few seconds of thought, he clicked on race evolutions.
[ Ding! Opening racial evolution options! ]