Special Ability: Disease Immunity

Lehman looked at the glowing mana storage device above the cultivation chamber, his heart racing uncontrollably!

Seeing that its shape and style differed from the previous version, he knew this must be an iterated product.

Even though he was already aware of his boss's capabilities, every time he witnessed them, he had to recalibrate his worldview.

As a commoner, being able to enter Giles Academy meant his talent was certainly extraordinary—at the very least, better than the vast majority of nobles.

But in a place where geniuses gathered, even geniuses were divided into different tiers!

Perhaps this was simply the gap between geniuses!

While most people hadn't even finished learning the magic in the library, Borne had already created his own mid-tier arcane arts.

After five years at the academy compared to his years at Lehman Trading Company, Lehman had lost his initial edge and gradually accepted reality.

"This is for the best. The stronger the boss is, the more the Lehman Trading Company will flourish!"

The news of Borne becoming a mid-tier Arcanist was no longer a secret. Given that this was the Arcane Society's first off-campus mission, it was impossible not to attract attention; every day, large groups of people surrounded the members of the Arcane Society to ask for advice.

After all, off-campus missions were dangerous, and since only the members of the Arcane Society had experience, others were naturally eager to dig for details.

In the past few days, many people had even tried to use Lehman as a connection to 'get to know' Borne.

If Borne weren't the grandson of Count Ioulaum, but merely an ordinary person or a minor noble, his threshold would have been trampled down long ago.

Lehman's inquiry about Borne participating in the gathering wasn't without reason.

He touched the transparent crystal in front of him and turned his head, puzzled: "Crystal?"

"No! It's just specialized glass."

"Glass?"

Very well...

Another unfamiliar term; Lehman felt powerless to complain.

"But for this glass to be so clean and transparent, the cost shouldn't be cheaper than glazed bottles, right!"

"The raw material for this thing is just sand."

As if knowing what Lehman was thinking, Borne explained.

Hearing that the raw material was sand, Lehman finally breathed a sigh of relief. Things made by spellcasters were always so troublesome; low-tier ones were fine, but sometimes items made by high-tier spellcasters were things ordinary people couldn't even use.

This was because high-tier spellcasters loved using special materials. For instance, the corrupted Indigenous Spirit core that Borne had 'turned in' was highly sought after by spellcasters specializing in negative energy.

Even without corruption, a normal core was not something a low or mid-tier practitioner could handle.

Without a leap in life essence, one simply couldn't withstand the prolonged 'radiation'.

Yet, many high-tier professionals loved messing with these things, especially parts from dragons or the pelts of otherworldly creatures. In reality, the vast majority of high-tier individuals died from such recklessness; very few actually died in battle.

Borne then added: "If the quantity is small, like this piece here, it might be the only one in the world. In that case, its value is not inferior to a crystal of the same volume."

"Oh?!"

Lehman's eyes lit up, and a dozen ways to make money instantly popped into his mind.

Borne was speechless. He could tell from the look in his eyes that this fellow was thinking about money again; he had truly fallen into the money pit.

He patted Lehman on the shoulder, "Don't look at everything through the lens of 'money'. Right now, the most important thing for the trading company is to stabilize our footing. Put the money-making matters aside for now."

Lehman nodded and laughed, "Habit, habit. I can't change it all at once."

"How is that batch of materials I asked you to collect coming along?"

Borne knew this was an 'occupational disease' acting up, so he could only shake his head helplessly and ask.

"It's basically ready. Because we stockpiled too much steel, I was afraid of attracting the attention of the City Guard, so I had it stored in separate locations," Lehman said hurriedly.

"Good. Also, one more thing: help me find two people. One is named Melf, and the other is Leomund."

"Melf? Leomund? What strange names..."

Lehman was already used to Borne asking him to find all sorts of bizarre things, but this was the first time he had been asked to find people.

"Melf is an Arcanist who specializes in alchemy, and his face is scarred and quite ugly. Leomund is harder to find; he's a traveler who wanders all over the world. A distinct characteristic is that his spatial magic is exceptional—he's very good at running away, and he can even use spatial magic to create small houses or boxes and the like."

Borne didn't know much, so he could only speculate based on fragments of his memory. "Just have the brothers under the trading company keep an eye out."

"Understood, boss!" Lehman said.

"You can go attend to your business now."

"Yes, boss."

It seems I need to find a time to take this fellow to the noble district to broaden his horizons. If he keeps mixing only with merchants, his level will never improve!

Watching Lehman's departing back, Borne thought to himself.

As Borne's strength increased, he was gradually coming into contact with more high-level affairs.

He could not be the only one growing; those under him needed to grow as well, or they would fail to keep pace with his footsteps.

After all, outsiders could never be as loyal as one's own people.

Over the past few years, Lehman had earned the recognition of Borne.

He possessed talent and a steady hand; he was a prospect worth cultivating.

However, perhaps due to his humble origins and familiarity with the dark side of life, his methods and vision remained somewhat limited.

His outstanding magical talent was being squandered, and he indulged too deeply in wine and women.

Borne understood this; rising from nothing to sudden wealth often led to behavior that lacked refinement.

Even founding emperors were often looked down upon by others, let alone a pauper who struck it rich overnight!

Yet, Lehman was not bad; even with his sudden wealth, he merely enjoyed the comforts of life. He did not bully others with his status, nor did he look down upon commoners or slaves.

The Lehman Trading Company was one of the few that did not employ slaves; instead, he frequently helped those at the bottom of society and the homeless.

This was the very reason Borne valued him!

The next day, fresh holy water was delivered by Lehman.

There were several full barrels—enough to bathe in. It seemed Lehman's relationship with that deacon was indeed quite good; these barrels would have been impossible to acquire without tens of thousands of gold coins.

However, Borne soon discovered that the healing effects of the "holy water" were not ideal.

Drug resistance?

No.

It was that the "holy water" could only heal superficial wounds.

Through system analysis, the holy water could heal obvious wounds, such as ruptured blood vessels or internal organ hemorrhaging, allowing them to knit back together.

But it was ineffective for subtle issues, such as capillary network damage or internal organ displacement.

It was even useless against diseases and viral infections.

Borne understood, and he did not dwell on it for long.

He had a second plan: using "Ki" to heal his injuries. Furthermore, using "Ki" to flush his internal organs could also "strengthen the interior," making his viscera more robust.

It was just a bit slow, and during the flushing process, waves of sour, spicy pain would constantly wash over him.

This is truly "self-torture" now...

Borne gave a wry smile.

Fifteen days later, Borne's "internal injuries" had basically healed.

His "Ki" had finally achieved a significant breakthrough. On the system panel, his [Monk] level had increased by one. At the same time, he could feel that as long as his internal organs did not decline to a certain state—meaning he did not suffer any significant new injuries—he could maintain his physical health indefinitely.

Physical health, free from illness!

At this moment, a term flashed through Borne's mind—[Disease Immunity]!

At the same time, a new extraordinary ability had been updated on the panel.

Of course, Borne's ability to recognize this depended on the information in his mind; it was thanks to that data for verification that he knew exactly what stage he had reached.

Unlike his ancestors, who were clueless after comprehending "Ki," leaving behind messy, incoherent notes that their successors could never understand.

Naturally, the main issue was a lack of proper inheritance. The Monk path involved developing human potential through the mind, and this potential was a form of latent growth.

Without the data from his past life to compare it against, Borne reckoned he would have been just as confused.

According to the records, [Disease Immunity] was an extraordinary ability that allowed him to be immune to any disease, unless it was a supernatural or magical illness.

Even now, he did not know what exactly "extraordinary ability" classified as. He speculated it was likely a talent similar to "keen senses," which should improve as his level increased.

Although his injuries were not entirely healed, his state was even better than before.

"System! Pull up the Attribute Panel!"

Name: Borne Ioulaum Race: Netherese Human Class: Wizard 10 / Arcanist 6 / Monk 5 Level: 10 Basic Attributes: Strength 6, Agility 5.5, Constitution 6.5, Intelligence 14, Perception 7 Exclusive Items: Ioun Stone (Divinity +1) Functions: Storage, Deduction, Scanning Knowledge: Diplomacy +18, Disguise +25 (+10 during performance), Arcana +45, Architecture and Engineering +81, Dungeoneering +21, Geography +36, History of Toril +102, Nature +62, Nobility and Royalty +54, Religion +32, Planes +31, Abyss and Hell +24, Ioun Stones +85, Biology +61, Physics (Electrical, Electronic) +88, Sculpture +61, Advanced Mathematics +112 Languages: Netherese Noble Language, Common, Elvish, Draconic (Beginner) Martial Arts: Cross Sword Technique (Mastery), Monk Breathing Technique (Mastery), Ki Strike (Proficient) Extraordinary Abilities: Evasion, Fast Movement, Still Mind, Lightfall, Disease Immunity

Feats: Quicken Spell, Mobile Spellcasting, Silent Spell, Maximize Spell.

Spells...

Arcane...

"Whether it is Strength, Dexterity, or Constitution, there has been a clear improvement! Could it be that there is truly immense potential hidden within this body?"

The intuitive manifestation of the data made Borne even more determined to seek out the Monk heritage.

At the same time, a long-unseen companion came over to inform Borne that the academy's rewards had been issued.

The time was set for three days later, and a special award ceremony had even been organized for the occasion.