God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

Still, Nolan didn't feel like having all his stats in disarray was a good thing, so he decided to balance his stats perfectly before heading to sleep.

He activated the system interface and quickly navigated to the Level Up cards section.

He had used up many Level Up cards while trying to resist the Anti-Aether effect, but the few he had left should be enough to balance his stats.

[Level UP Cards: 5]

[How does Host wish to use Level Up Cards?]

"Use 4 Level Up Cards!"

[Congratulations, Host has leveled up to Level 25!]

[+20 Attribute Points have been obtained.]

[Congratulations, Host has leveled up to Level 26!]

[+20 Attribute Points have been obtained.]

[Congratulations, Host has leveled up to Level 27!]

[+20 Attribute Points have been obtained.]

[Congratulations, Host has leveled up to Level 28!]

[+20 Attribute Points have been obtained.]

[Congratulations on Host reaching level 28!]

[Attribute Points: 80]

"So, my attribute points increased by 5 after reaching level 25?" Nolan asked.

[Yes, they increase after every ten levels or so...] The system explained.

"That's nice."

"Now, input 10 points to Strength, 30 points to Agility, 20 points to Intelligence, and 20 points to Perception!" Nolan ordered.

[Congratulations, points have been successfully added.]

[Attributes]

[Strength: 150]

[Agility: 150]

[Perception: 120]

[Intelligence: 120]

[Charm: 8]

[Attribute Points left: 0]

The panel blinked in and out of existence as Nolan clenched his fists, feeling within him a good amount of strength.

"Now there's no doubt about it. Even without using Anti-Aether, I am the strongest newcomer in the entire academy..." Nolan mused to himself.

Understanding that he was now strong enough that no other newcomer could even come close to being a threat to him brought Nolan a sense of peace he had never felt before in his life.

It was the feeling of being absolutely free in a place.

There were hierarchies within the academy, and the newcomers were considered the lowest rank.

Now, within this hierarchy, Nolan knew he was undoubtedly the strongest, and that brought him peace.

Who knew how many newcomers ended up suffering severe deaths due to bad situations they got themselves into.

In a place where bodies are dropping all around, being the strongest no doubt gives one a sense of absolute peace.

And that was what Nolan felt.

Whoever my enemies are, and no matter how they target me, they can only reach me through the newcomers that are here.

As long as my enemy is a newcomer, I can always defeat them with ease.

"For now, I've achieved temporary freedom..." Nolan mused to himself as he slammed down on his bed, his eyelids growing heavy.

The myriad ups and downs in his emotions throughout the mission, and the relentless battle and bloodshed, were like a fog that hung over Nolan's brain, keeping him in a state where he felt like he was unconscious yet conscious at the same time.

He desperately needed to completely clear his head, and the best cure for that, he found, was sleep.

And so, Nolan slept from 3:00 in the clear afternoon until the golden rays of light filtered through the window panes and illuminated his handsome, white face.

Soundly, the morning silence and peace continued until...

[GET THE HELL UP!]

The roar was so loud that Nolan jumped up from his bed, landing face flat on the ground.

An irritated expression appeared on his face as he rubbed his nose.

"You!! What the hell is this about?" Nolan roared back at the system, faintly angry.

He had just been dreaming of himself having a good, exceptional life, and the system had come right in, screaming into his head at the perfect pivotal moment.

[Nothing. I was just worried you'd be late for school...] the system said coquettishly, yet Nolan could almost see the mocking grin on its face—whatever it looked like.

"Tch," he grumbled as he lifted his head up and moved to the bathroom.

Truth be told, it was around this time he ought to leave for class.

He hadn't gone to class for close to a week now. Who knows how many subjects he was missing?

But he guessed there had to be a structure in place that prevented those who went on missions from being overwhelmed with a monumental workload upon returning.

As Nolan skipped through the bathroom, quickly donning his clothes, he grabbed his bag.

He had forgotten to put his clothes back in the wardrobe the other day, as the dirty ones he had worn had been torn apart and thrown away.

Still, Nolan emptied the clothes onto the floor, and that was when something rolled out of his bag, causing his eyes to narrow.

It was a scroll.

[You forgot about the Anti-Aether scroll that King Sammodra gave you?] the system asked as Nolan furrowed his eyebrows before sighing.

"I did. But I can't go through it now. I'll check it out when I come back..." Nolan mused to himself as he walked into his wardrobe and found a safe place to keep the scroll.

He knew well it contained secrets that might draw unwanted attention if anyone discovered it, so he made sure to hide it well.

A place where, even if his room was absolutely ransacked, they would still fail to find it.

Done with that, he packed his books into his bag before immediately moving for the exit and shutting his door closed.

There were already some students who were also leaving their dorm rooms and heading in the direction of their classes, and Nolan quickly blended into them, heading toward his own class.

On the Way, Nolan even saw some familiar gazes that more than surprised him.

They were none other than his bullies that he had dealt with along with Wiro.

And surprising enough he saw Wiro himself and it was absolutely shocking to Nolan when he saw the young man's fat had lessened considerably and he had even broken through to the Heavenly Disciple Stage.

[He changed...]