Sunlight streamed through the window, bathing the room in peace and quiet.
Gauss opened his eyes, as if he had just woken from a very, very long dream.
He raised a hand to shield his eyes from the light.
Perhaps because he had only just woken up, the sunlight seemed a little glaring.
What happened to me?
He sat up in bed and stared blankly for a while before recalling what had happened before he fell asleep.
Right.
I was "cultivating in seclusion" in the Mutual Aid Association's cultivation chamber.
First, I'd stuffed myself silly, and then I'd gotten sleepy.
So, had I successfully advanced?
Finally coming to his senses, Gauss excitedly looked down at his body.
As his brain slowly emerged from its dormant state, he noticed many things had changed.
The changes were impossible to put into words. If each previous increase in his attributes had made him feel completely renewed, what he felt now was as if all those renewals had combined, filling him with vitality.
Every cell in his body let out a comfortable sigh as he woke, as though telling him that his body had entered an entirely new realm.
Sunlight poured into the chamber. In his field of vision, he could make out every detail and color: the rough red-brick walls, the cold sheen of the stone table nearby, and a few food scraps he had dropped while eating earlier.
Even every speck of dust in the air was clearly visible.
They floated through the air, bobbing and drifting about like little sprites.
Crystal clear!
That was the only way Gauss could describe the world as he perceived it now.
And there was so much more magic within his body.
He took a moment to sense it. There was at least several times more