Magic Array

After Kamuro Sumire left the convenience store, Itozawa stood in place, a trace of anticipation for her upcoming actions stirring in his heart.

He knew that whether Kamuro Sumire's theft succeeded or not, it could bring him some favorable outcomes.

If Kamuro Sumire succeeded, she might develop a certain closeness towards him, after all, he had given her a goal that was both stimulating and relatively safe.

This sense of closeness could improve their relationship, and perhaps at some point in the future, she might even become his ally.

Moreover, Sakayanagi Arisu, as the daughter of the school's principal, her image and status were inviolable. If her personal belongings were stolen, it would undoubtedly cause her considerable trouble and also impact her aloof position.

Even if the good-natured Katsuragi was willing to search for the thief with Sakayanagi, his subordinates like Yahiko wouldn't pass up this opportunity.

Even if she failed, Itozawa believed it would give Sakayanagi Arisu a headache for a while.

Kouiku in this world seemed not to care much about students' theft, at least from Kamuro Sumire's previous experiences, the school hadn't taken severe measures against her.

Then, how would Sakayanagi, having lost her leverage, be able to guard against Kamuro at all times?

He was looking forward to it.

Itozawa walked towards the dormitory building, a towering structure with a modern and simple exterior. He knew this building would be his home for the next year.

The dormitory rules were simple: floors one to eight were for male dorms, and floors nine to sixteen were for female dorms. This arrangement was both convenient for management and ensured privacy.

He held the room card for room 503, his new home. He walked towards the elevator. The elevator doors slid open silently, everything seemed normal. But as he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor, he immediately felt something was off—the elevator was moving too fast.

Itozawa looked carefully around the cabin and quickly discovered what was wrong.

Intricate patterns were carved into the floor and walls. As the elevator started, these patterns began to glow faintly, emitting a soft light.

Itozawa focused his gaze and quickly saw through the energy circulation pathways of the Energy Array, observing how energy flowed within the array, how it was converted into motive force, and how it propelled the elevator upwards at high speed.

The lines of the array flickered under the light, like living veins. Energy flowed within them, forming a complex and exquisite network.

He saw the energy begin from a core Energy Stone at the bottom of the elevator, flowing along the patterns of the array. At each node, the energy would be amplified and converted until the entire elevator was filled with this power.

This process was fast and efficient, completed almost instantaneously, allowing the elevator to operate at an extraordinary speed.

Itozawa marveled at this technology, knowing it was not just simple mechanical engineering but a masterpiece of energy application and array design.

He realized that the technological level of this school far exceeded his expectations, and the application of such Energy Arrays could play a significant role in many areas.

He became increasingly interested in the classes of the Ability Class.

However, the elevator soon reached the fifth floor, and the doors slid open silently again. Itozawa paused to think, stepped out of the elevator, anticipating what kind of surprise the dormitory would offer him.

Itozawa swiped his room card to open the door to room 503. As he pushed the door open and stepped inside, he was immediately captivated by the room's furnishings.

The floor, walls, and even the ceiling of the room were covered with smooth tiles made of Energy Stones. These tiles not only emitted a faint glow but also radiated subtle energy fluctuations, making him feel refreshed and invigorated.

He knew that the value of these Energy Stone tiles lay not only in their aesthetics but also in the energy they contained.

However, since the school had not yet taught them how to absorb and enhance energy, he could only use this energy for physical strengthening.

But Itozawa's ability seemed to be of the mind type, so physical strengthening was basically useless to him.

This made him doubt his own diligent training over the past three years. In this world of abilities, what was the use of physical strengthening?

But soon, his attention was drawn to a detail in the room.

He noticed that apart from the array preventing energy from leaking out of the room, there were no other array decorations.

This surprised him, and remembering the strange things he had noticed earlier, he secretly formed a guess.

So, he walked closer to the wall and reached out to touch the array patterns he could see.

His fingers gently glided over the exquisite lines, and he quickly confirmed his guess: like the array in the elevator cabin, these arrays were made of Ling Steel.

He recalled the shapeless pieces of Ling Steel in the store.

No wonder, no wonder they were all shapeless, yet each piece was exquisitely carved.

He pondered inwardly, the school might have designed it this way intentionally.

They were afraid that new students wouldn't know how to guide energy but insisted on buying arrays, so they only provided some basic Ling Steel materials.

This way, students who could recognize what arrays could be formed from these scattered pieces of Ling Steel inherently possessed a certain knowledge and understanding, and this was one of the conditions for purchasing arrays.

It seemed that the school would definitely offer array-related courses later.

But for now, would anyone buy them?

Itozawa sat on the edge of the bed in his room, his brow furrowed. He tapped his knee lightly with his fingers, lost in thought.

He recalled the scene in the store, trying to remember if any other students had noticed those strange pieces of Ling Steel, or even bought them.

He closed his eyes, and every scene in the convenience store appeared in his mind: the bustling students, the dazzling array of goods on the shelves, the busy figures of the staff...

He searched hard in his memory, trying to capture the student who might have bought the Ling Steel.

However, no particularly memorable scene appeared in his memory. No one paid special attention to the Ling Steel, and no one bought it.

Just as he was concentrating on his recollection, an untimely sound interrupted his thoughts—his stomach growled twice.

The sound was particularly clear in the quiet room, making him feel a bit embarrassed. Hunger surged like a tide, reminding him that he hadn't eaten in a long time.

Itozawa opened his eyes, sighed, and gave a self-deprecating smile. He stood up, deciding to address the immediate problem of hunger first. He knew that only by maintaining good physical and mental condition could he better cope with the challenges ahead.

He walked out of the room. The corridor was filled with the faint glow of Energy Stones, giving a sense of peace and warmth.

He walked down the stairs, intending to check out the school canteen for something delicious. His stomach protested again, this time louder. He quickened his pace, filled with anticipation for the upcoming meal.