Reward Myself Daily

As the first classmate pushed open the classroom door and entered, followed by others trickling in, soon all 40 students of Class 1 Grade 1 were in the classroom.

Everyone tacitly avoided discussing the fainting incident, instead engaging in lively conversations about their awakened magic systems and envisioning their future magical abilities.

Of course, not everyone was talking about magic.

Some boys were discussing which girls from other classes were pretty, while some girls were gazing dreamily at handsome boys.

Judging by where she was looking, it was probably him.

The girl noticed she'd been caught staring openly and playfully winked.

Bai Mo was speechless. He stopped his observation of humanity and turned his gaze to Su Ning, the homeroom teacher, who had entered the classroom without a sound.

The Magic System Detailed Explanation mentioned that a person's demeanor is involuntarily influenced by their magic system.

Teacher Su's presence was not strong; she moved silently and only drew attention when she wanted to be noticed. Therefore, she was likely a Shadow Mage.

He guessed.

"Ahem, students, please be quiet."

Su Ning's voice quelled the classroom's clamor. Once all eyes were on her, she took an antique-looking pendant from her pocket and said:

"Due to the accident during the awakening ceremony, the school has decided to compensate our class with three years of access to Stardust Magic Tools."

Upon hearing "Stardust Magic Tool," the quiet classroom erupted in another wave of commotion. Su Ning didn't stop them, waiting for them to settle down before continuing:

"I plan to distribute the three years of access evenly, ensuring absolute fairness. I will create a table and post the specifics in the class group chat, so please pay attention to the messages."

After all, everyone had endured the hardship of fainting; if this compensation wasn't distributed fairly, it would be unjust.

"Additionally, at the end of next year's term, the school will hold an annual assessment, after which classes will be reorganized. At that time, the advanced classes will also be provided with Stardust Magic Tools, so seize the opportunity."

After saying this, Su Ning began arranging the class roster and outlining the future study plan.

Bai Mo listened half-heartedly. Stardust Magic Tools were items used to increase a mage's daily Meditation Cultivation time.

But!

In a 24-hour day, most people couldn't even utilize the meditation time within their capacity. This Stardust Magic Tool was clearly for those who truly pursued magic.

Meditation Cultivation was tedious; initial enthusiasm wouldn't last.

The first day of high school had been somewhat exciting but wasn't worth reminiscing about.

Returning home, Bai Mo saw Patriarch Bai sitting on the living room sofa reading a newspaper. He was a little surprised; why was he home so early today?

Old Brother's greeting called down from the second floor. Bai Mo looked up and saw Bai Hanxing, who looked about seventy percent like him and had some dark circles under his eyes. He replied:

"I'm back. Why aren't you at school?"

"Your brother has already graduated and will be assigned to the Qingyang Border next week."

Father Bai Yuanzhi's calm voice answered his question.

"Oh." Shrugging, Bai Mo changed into his slippers. "Why is Patriarch Bai back so early today?"

Bai Yuanzhi folded the newspaper in his hand, glanced at him, and said in his usual calm tone:

"Today is your mother's birthday. She insisted on cooking herself and made me come back to eat. What a bother."

Hearing this, Bai Mo's face fell. Mom Zhuang Xingyan liked to cook, but it wasn't to the point of being a hobby, so the food she made wasn't very good.

She usually liked to cook on holidays, so none of the three men in the family could offer any suggestions.

However, on second thought, perhaps if their attention was drawn to the taste of the food, they wouldn't pay too much attention to his awakening.

He hadn't figured out how to refuse his parents' arrangements yet.

However, Bai Yuanzhi's words quickly shattered his fantasy.

"I heard from Chang Kong that you awakened the Space Element, and your talent is quite good."

Bai Mo hadn't expected his uncle to sell him out so early. He thought Patriarch Bai would ask him what element he had awakened.

But it had to be said sooner or later, so it didn't matter much. He nodded gently. "Yes."

"Since your talent is good, then cultivate diligently. Don't spend all day thinking about playing."

"Like my brother, cultivating all day and night? The Space Element isn't that easy to cultivate."

Patriarch Bai didn't show any displeasure, merely saying calmly, "I know you don't like being managed. You decide for yourself."

"He, well, he only had a bit of responsibility after Hanxing was born. Now that he's raised one, he's too lazy to bother anymore," Mom's voice drifted over from afar.

Bai Mo, who had been feeling a little touched, surprised, and even a bit embarrassed, instantly had black lines all over his face.

So, he was really superfluous?

He looked at Bai Hanxing with a faint expression. Bai Hanxing just pursed his lips and smiled.

Damn it, I really want to hit him!

Patriarch Bai didn't notice these details. He was lost in thought.

He let Bai Mo cultivate on his own, but he had his considerations. He said he wouldn't manage him, but how could he truly let him be?

Although he was still somewhat at ease with this son, who often spouted all sorts of twisted logic.

The Space Element was very good, but resources for the Space Element were hard to come by, especially Thought Stones that were beneficial for improving the Mental Realm.

This was not a shortcoming of the Space Element, but their shortcoming.

What's more, no one in the Bai family was skilled in Space Magic.

Some Magic Theory and Magic Application Experience could not be passed down; Bai Mo could only explore them himself through usage and combat.

If it were other Elemental Magic, he might have played the nurturing game again.

But the Space Element was something their kind of family couldn't handle, as they lacked much accumulation and channels.

And as the Patriarch of the Bai family, he couldn't be too biased. Cultivation Resources for the family needed to be fought for.

Bai Mo didn't seem to want to fight, so he couldn't immediately give him suitable Cultivation Resources. Everything had to follow the rules.

First, observe his performance, then give rewards.

This was also good, he wouldn't be too bound by the family.

The cultivation of the Space Element, at first, truly had to rely on Bai Mo himself.

However, for Elementary Level, the family could still obtain some small things, and there was no need to report them.

Bai Yuanzhi's gaze flickered as he pondered these things.

"Dinner is ready." Zhuang Xingyan emerged from the kitchen at some point, standing behind them and saying with a smile.

"Alright, I'll get the dishes." Bai Mo immediately offered.

At the dining table, Bai Mo was still exhorted by his family to cultivate well. He was helpless, and coupled with his own great interest in magic and the Space Element.

He quickly gave the three of them a dose of charm soup (crossed out) calming medicine.

"How should I put it, since I'm a mage, I will definitely cultivate. Otherwise, why would I awaken magic and get into Magic High School?"

After speaking, seeing the relief that had just appeared on everyone's faces, he added:

"Just wait and see, this genius will open your eyes!"

"Heh, Mozi, don't brag in front of us."

Bai Hanxing chuckled lightly, gaining a new understanding of his foolish younger brother's foolishness.

And their Patriarch Bai Yuanzhi slowly wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, remaining silent.

Instead, Zhuang Xingyan looked at her youngest son with a serious expression and said:

"Little Mo is right, Mom believes you."

Bai Mo was speechless, feeling like his mom was coaxing a child. He decided to isolate them for now and stood up, saying:

"I'm done eating, I'm going back to my room to cultivate."

The three of them glanced at him, unmoved, only hoping that Bai Mo was truly cultivating.

Having become a Magician, it was no longer suitable to be as carefree and waste time as before.

Although it sounded quite good.

As the sound of the door closing echoed, Zhuang Xingyan glanced at her husband, Bai Yuanzhi, and said softly, "Yuanzhi, why don't we have another one?"

Bai Hanxing, standing nearby, twitched his lips. He subtly glanced at his father's pale face and also returned to his room.

In a room of the same size, one could observe their Mental World. Bai Mo was indeed beginning his first

Meditation Cultivation!

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and sank his consciousness into the Space Stardust within his Mental World to begin cultivating.

In the darkness, the silver Space Stardust spun and gradually expanded.

Bai Mo, watching from the side, was a little captivated by the feeling of his cultivation slowly increasing.

There was a peculiar sense of nurturing.

It wasn't as boring as the teachers said?!

This was more fun than any game, and games required spending money, while cultivation... well, cultivation did too.

Meditating every day? What was so difficult about that?

Wasn't this a reward for himself? He wanted to reward himself handsomely.

Every single day!

When he opened his eyes again, it was already one in the morning.

Calculating the time, he had meditated for exactly five hours, but he didn't feel mentally fatigued, which meant he could continue meditating.

Something was wrong. This meant his meditation time was longer than that of ordinary people.

But if he continued meditating until he was utterly exhausted, he probably wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow morning.

More importantly, he had class tomorrow morning. If he was late...

It seemed like it wouldn't matter?!

With narrowed eyes, Bai Mo pulled the covers over himself. It was better to sleep. He needed to save some energy to learn theoretical knowledge; being a legal illiterate wouldn't do.

Not only would he be ridiculed, but he wouldn't even be able to retort.

Staying up late felt quite uncomfortable.