I Can Program My Body?

Looking at his updated Spirit Panel, Nash was eager to keep going.

[Spirit Token: Noir (owner)

Level: 1 Seeker

Spirit Points: 8,342.5

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With just one or two more uploads, he could reach 10,000 Spirit Points and become a Bearer.

By then, knowledge from tiers 1 to 3 would be at his fingertips!

With this in mind, Nash decided that after digesting the two manuals he had bought earlier, he would venture into the dark plane again.

With his strength, it shouldn't take a month to gather enough information to become a Bearer.

Having finished everything at the Spirit Pavilion, Nash returned to reality.

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Back in the real world, Nash planned to start with the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual.

Right now, his soul saturation was more important than his void saturation.

To stop his void energy from leaking, he needed to seal it quickly.

Entering the runic space, he began to comprehend the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual.

For some reason, the comprehension enhancement provided by the runic space was growing stronger.

As his strength increased, it became easier to analyze not only runic programs but also various miscellaneous knowledge.

Browsing through the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual, the seemingly complex knowledge quickly turned into simple words and patterns in his mind.

In just a few hours, Nash mastered the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual.

"This comprehension enhancement is godlike!"

The Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual was a top-tier manual that most might never understand in their lifetime.

Yet, after just a few hours of reading, Nash had mastered it instantly.

"Let's see if this manual is worth it…"

Exiting the runic space, Nash began manipulating his soul to absorb the elemental crystal.

However, perhaps due to unfamiliarity and the technique's complexity, Nash failed time after time.

His mind told him he could do it, but his soul couldn't.

After trying for hours, he still had no success.

It was only three days later that Nash finally managed to mobilize the manual and cycle it once.

Feeling the elemental energy flowing through his soul, undergoing nine revolutions, Nash couldn't help but smile.

"Finally, a success!"

Without eating, drinking, or sleeping, Nash had trained for three straight days just to master the technique.

The Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual was indeed complex.

If the soul absorption manual he had earlier used only 618 runic programs, the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual used 5,880!

Needing to mobilize nearly ten times the runic programs, it was remarkable that he could master the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual so quickly.

Practicing the technique for an hour, he began to calculate its efficiency.

"Five minutes for each elemental crystal? Fast enough!"

Without the runic module system, the ordinary soul absorption manual would take hours just to absorb one elemental crystal.

Yet, even with manual operation, the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering manual only took five minutes to absorb one.

If he integrated it into the [Soul Training Module System], it might take only a few seconds to absorb an elemental crystal.

With such efficiency, it would only take him a few months to reach 1000% soul saturation.

Returning to his training, he began to cycle the Nine Glazed Soul Tempering Manual slowly, identifying each runic program it taught and analyzing them to embed into the [Soul Training Module System].

Slowly but surely, he progressed bit by bit.

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Meanwhile, as Nash focused on his training, the elite students began to fight life-and-death battles in the Dark Plane.

Separated from each other, they battled alone, honing their fighting and survival skills in the wild.

Walking on a knife's edge, their will and adaptability began improving at a dazzling pace.

With only two months left before the Cosmic Competition, they went all out, staying in the Dark Plane for over 20 hours each day.

Amid all this, the spies watching their activities couldn't help but panic.

Though the spies didn't know their exact strength, seeing how they sparred daily made their hearts throb with fear.

Such power and combat ability were unmatched by any Void Warrior on Earth.

Gathering this information, they quickly reported their findings to the Earth Horizon Alliance.

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"They're already this far ahead?"

Reading the various reports, the Void Commanders managing the Earth Horizon Alliance felt a wave of gloom.

"What do you think we should do?" the Crimson Lord, Abner, asked, glancing at the others.

"What can we do? Kill them?"

"If you're not afraid to die, then I welcome you to try."

"Alright, no more talk of killing. We can't cross that forbidden line."

Killing a participant in the Cosmic Competition was a grave sin they couldn't afford to commit.

According to the Chronos Law, anyone who hindered a participant in the Cosmic Competition would be killed.

No matter their status, strength, or wealth, breaking this rule meant certain death.

Whether a War God or an Emperor, no one was exempt from punishment for violating a Chronos Law.

Although they likely hadn't registered yet due to their planet's status, any investigation could still implicate them.

The Chronos Law might be full of loopholes, but it was a vague rule that could kill anyone with a single misstep.

Even the Arleanians only dared to poach and brainwash aspiring participants from Earth, not eliminate them.

"Is there nothing we can do?"

"Just repeat the old method. If they renounce their Earth identity, it won't matter."

The reason for their worry about the rising elites in the upcoming Cosmic Competition was their potential losses.

If the elites won a place in the Cosmic Competition while bearing Earth's identity, Earth would regain its autonomy.

Naturally, the Alliance, as a foreign entity, would be labeled as invaders.

If they didn't leave within the specified time, they'd be treated as pirates and hunted by the Nova government.

But if they could persuade the students to abandon the Cosmic Competition, they would gain another year or two to mine void crystals in Earth's solar system.

Though hundreds of millions of void crystals might seem small to some, it was a fortune few could amass in a lifetime.

They weren't elites or madmen willing to risk their lives in the Dark Plane.

Though it held countless resources and treasures, the Dark Plane was a hellhole that buried countless souls.

For them, lacking the foundation of a void warrior, was mere cannon fodder on a chopping block.

Soon, after deciding their course of action, they sent someone to solicit the elites and dissuade them from the Cosmic Competition.