Chen Mu had run into trouble. Intermediate level-two perception sensitivity training was far harder than he had imagined. For seven straight days, he had spent all his time here except when resting, even neglecting his Body-Strengthening Exercise. As for that exercise, he could clearly feel that its effect on improving his body was growing weaker and weaker.
The training was monotonous, but he did not find it boring, enduring its torments as steadily as ever. This was much more interesting than making One-Star Energy Cards. Back when he made One-Star Energy Cards, particularly at the very beginning, the obstacles he faced were difficult for anyone else to imagine. He had been only eleven then, and the Card Crafter who taught him had been a destitute man on the verge of starvation. He had only seven days to learn.
Teaching an eleven-year-old child with no prior foundation to make One-Star Energy Cards in seven days was almost impossible. But that dying Card Crafter could think of no other way, and this was the only thing he could offer Chen Mu in repayment. To teach Chen Mu, the Card Crafter had racked his brains, breaking every step down into smaller steps and explaining the purpose of each with extraordinary patience.
Encountering these things for the first time, Chen Mu had far too much he did not understand. Yet even at that young age, he had keenly realized that this might well be his chance to change his fate. So he worked hard. If he could not understand something, he would memorize it first. When the Card Crafter died, Chen Mu still had not grasped it all, but he had memorized every step and every detail.
With hope in his heart, Chen Mu began taking odd jobs wherever he could, and continued doing