Maybe I just don't have the talent.
Jack found a place to sit down and stared blankly at the fragments under the light. There was no expression on his face in the shadows, only a black shadow.
Why? I've tried so hard.
After staying in Emenas for over five years, he was still stuck at Sequence 5 and unable to advance, and he had never won any place in any competition or event.
Thinking back to the time when he first entered the school, when he was full of vigor and ambition, he felt only bitterness in his heart.
As a student of the magic sequence, I am indeed good at alchemy and mechanics, but this is how the world is. Not only are you making progress, but the people around you are also making progress. If you are unable to strive to be the best, you will only become a mediocre person that no one cares about.
The energy and effort Jack put into various experiments and research was no less than those at the top of his grade, in fact, much more.
But I'm sorry, it seems that researching this kind of thing is not determined by hard work, perhaps it depends more on luck and talent.
When exploring in the unknown dark areas, who would know whether the direction is correct? Often when an excellent result appears, there are countless failures beside it, and no one knows about them and no one cares about them.
At some point, his eyes began to moisten. Jack curled up in a corner, staring at the fragments under the light, his vision gradually blurring.
Is this the only way I can end my studies in mediocrity?
I really can't accept it, even though I have seen such a wonderful world.
I also want to stand with those dazzling geniuses, even if only for once.
With his hands clenched tightly and his voice choked, Jack slowly lowered his head, not daring to look at the light again. In the dark night, his blue robe was stained with a few drops of wet liquid.
Over the years, he has tried every possible way to improve his strength and delve into obscure techniques, just to find a point of bloom.
Unfortunately, this is just a foolish dream.
The laboratory was silent, and the only light slowly dimmed, but the person sitting in the corner remained motionless, just sitting there quietly, watching the light gradually go out.
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The lights went out.
The moonlight shines through the curtains, dyeing the room a dark blue.
A blurry figure gradually appeared in the laboratory, as if she had been standing there for a long time.
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