Chapter 8-8- Rune Spell

Yvette's stunning glimpse was obviously not an illusion, because in the following years, not only did her appearance become more youthful, but her height also grew from less than 1.5 meters to about 1.65 meters, a full ten centimeters longer.

With a perfect figure, pure white skin, gorgeous silver hair and a great face, anyone who sees her would exclaim, what a peerless beauty.

However, this trend did not last.

Four years later, that is, the eleventh year after her time travel, her growth stopped, and in the next twenty or thirty years, even though her lifestyle habits did not change at all, she still maintained the appearance of a girl of about 17 to 18 years old, without aging at all.

She couldn't understand why this happened. It made her feel like a biological machine implanted with a corresponding program. The program clearly stated what functions it had and when it would stop. She had no control over it at all.

Could it be that someone has compiled runes on me at the genetic level?

Whether it's the survival ability that resembles the magic vine, or the beauty characteristic of being "ageless" when reaching a certain age, are they all preset?

Is it a hidden technology that Heita Pharmaceuticals has not yet made public?

Thinking of this, combined with the closed metal door leading to the more core area below the negative tenth floor, she couldn't help but have some associations.

If that door could be opened one day, perhaps all questions would be answered.

…

Lead-gray clouds covered the sky, and scattered raindrops floated under the thick clouds, creating ripples on the surface of the lake in the crater.

It's the 53rd year since her time travel. Yvette, whose magic power has surpassed 80, is sitting at her desk in her basement study, dipping her head into the sap of the Magic Light Vine and scribbling notes. A fire of dried vines has been lit in the corner of the room. While it's cold and damp outside, it's warm inside.

"Ice Style C-9, tentatively named 'Frost Bullet'. I feel like I've reached a bottleneck, and the runes don't seem to have much room for improvement..."

"Flame Technique B-5, tentatively named 'Flame Dance'. Experimentation has proven that further logical symbols and operators can be added, allowing for continued iteration..."

"Wind Technique A-7, tentatively named 'Wind Travel'. The user experience is terrible, the feeling is as erratic as jumping on the moon, and still needs to be optimized."

This was her own practice notebook, recording the rune arrangements she had deduced based on her own understanding of magic.

In fact, there are only three kinds of magic that she can use proficiently.

It wasn't that she couldn't access the magic formulas left behind by the original civilization, but that all of that magic, without exception, needed to be entered into a magic terminal to assist in casting. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to memorize the tens of thousands of runes, let alone use them.

So after much thought, she could only draw some inspiration and ideas from those rune groups, and imitate them to create the magic she needed at the moment.

In the end, there were three half-copied and half-original techniques: "Frost Bullet", "Flame Dance" and "Wind Walk".

"I feel like I can practice my skills on the fish monsters in the lake now."

As she made this judgment, she glanced across the lobby on the first floor below, where she saw a pile of things that looked very much like surfboards.

It was a magical device called a "flying board". As the name suggested, it was a miniature vehicle that allowed people to float in the air at a height of about twenty meters.

At this time, these flying boards were still in a state of depleted energy. Her magic "pressure" was not enough, so she could not recharge them. She was not sure whether they were broken or not, but she still felt a glimmer of hope to escape from the cage.

Afterwards, they walked out of the tunnel and onto the water platform, greeting the cool breeze and rain. Yvette noticed that under the lake in the distance, a huge black shadow was slowly passing by.

"This aberration is a bit smaller, so let's go find it..."

As the thought flashed through her mind, Yvette raised her right hand, made a "pistol" gesture, pointed her index finger underwater, and gently pressed the "trigger" of her thumb.

The next second, with the loss of 2 points of magic power, a translucent light shot out from her fingertips, rushed into the water dozens of meters away, and exploded into a ball of beautiful ice flowers!

Frost Bullet, a magic spell she'd been iterating on for over a decade, was simple yet powerful. With just two mana points, it could achieve three to four times the damage of the similarly named "Ice Cone," boasting a crushing mana consumption ratio.

Of course, as an entry-level magical knowledge of the Origin Civilization, "Ice Cone" wasn't a very practical spell. It was more simple and easy to remember, with only 20 runes in total. In contrast, "Frost Bullet" had over 300 runes. With the exception of Yvette, most people wouldn't bother memorizing them, simply copying and pasting them into the magic terminal.

However, for a spellcaster with limited conditions, using magic does not require reciting the entire set of runes in the mind.

As long as the two conditions of "completely memorizing the rune sequence" and "massive practice until a cross-memory of the body, spirit, and memory is formed" are met, it can be transformed into a special "feeling".

Then, by connecting that feeling with thoughts, magic can be released instantly, as if it were an instinct engraved in the genes.

…

Compared to the monster that scared her to death when she first arrived 53 years ago, the current deformed one is much smaller, only two meters long.

After being angered by Yvette, it immediately came over. Before it came ashore, its head could not wait to split into four petals, revealing the chrysanthemum-shaped mouthparts in the center. It can be seen that it can't wait for the hunt.

Yvette also retreated, flicking her thumb and feeding more frost bullets into the opponent's deformed mouthparts.

There was just a slight problem with the accuracy. Most of the frost bullets failed to hit the center of the target and hit some strange places.

Well, aiming practice should also be put on the agenda... She secretly made a note of this.

Soon, accompanied by roars, in just a few seconds, the ferocious fish monster rushed onto the metal platform and crawled towards Yvette like a crazy seal.

Seeing this, Yvette cast the "Wind Walk" spell on herself, and just by stepping back slightly, she was able to create a distance of more than ten meters.

Then she immediately used the third technique, Flame Dance.

In an instant, a magic circle with classical patterns appeared on the ground about twenty meters in front of him. Scorching flames rose from it in the form of a tornado, sucking in the fish monster that happened to be crawling over it!

The fish monster's painful screams filled the air, followed closely by the smell of burning. Although it was not directly burned to death by the fire tornado, the burning effect still caused great damage.

Seeing this, Yvette chose not to pursue the enemy. Instead, she retreated directly to the tunnel entrance and expertly locked the door.

More than 20 frost bullets, each costing 2 mana points. Add to that the 20 points from Flame Dance and the 6 points from Wind Walk, and her mana bar of over 80 points had already dropped to less than a quarter, exceeding the danger warning value.

Meanwhile, many bizarre aquatic creatures on the surrounding lake were also drawn in by the battle and the aroma of meat, speeding towards them. Therefore, from every perspective, there was no need for her to continue the fight.

Anyway, important practical feedback has been obtained, and she has also had her first combat experience. There will be plenty of time for hunting in the future, and there is no need to rush.

(End of this chapter)