Time flew, and the years slipped by.
Nearly three years had passed since the Majin Buu incident ended.
Lin Chen had also spent two years training on Wilderness Planet.
Over those two years, Lin Chen had not stayed there the entire time.
Whenever he made a breakthrough, he would return to Earth or Planet Vegeta to rest for a month.
With this balance of work and rest, Lin Chen made especially gratifying progress in his training.
First came the power of creation, then the power of space.
He had become thoroughly proficient in both powers of rules.
Only his progress with the power of miracles seemed slow.
The power of miracles sounded rather abstract.
Even though Lin Chen had long since obtained the methods for using basic miracle power from the system, he still did not fully understand exactly what kind of power of rules it was.
At its source, the power of miracles seemed to be a kind of wish-granting art.
Whatever the wish, whatever the need.
As long as its user desired it, it could come true.
Turning wishes into reality-that was the essence of the power of miracles.
But actually making it happen was not as simple as merely thinking about it.
Based on what Lin Chen had learned so far, using the power of miracles required an immense amount of conviction.
The stronger and firmer that conviction, the stronger the power of miracles became.
I think, therefore I am. That was the essence of the power of miracles.
It sounded simple, but putting it into practice was anything but easy.
Moreover, every use of the power of miracles consumed an enormous amount of mental strength.
Once he understood this, Lin Chen gradually realized why the Shadow Dragons had so rarely used the power of miracles in