Multi-Gene

The current wasn't at all visible to the naked eye and instead, unless you had some special sort of eye power or a certain amount of strength could you see the lines and mystical markings.

Remembering what he had read and the process he had to go through, David closed his eyes as though in meditation and then, his breathing began to undulate as he breathed according to the breathing technique written in the manual. 

David's breathing continued to undulated and his chest started to fall and rise uncontrollablely, without any rhyme or rhythm.

The technique placed its entire focus on the breathing aspect which calms the mind and also stimulates the brain activities to flow in a certain direction, amplifying the electrical signals in the brain by about a hundred times without electrifying the brain.

It was a very tasking work and in just thirty seconds, David begun to sweat bullets of sweat, forming a large pool underneath him. 

The muscles in his face twitched as though he was in pain but David held on and continued practicing the breathing technique, undulating his breathing form for another thirty seconds. 

Gasp! Cough! Cough! 

He suddenly gasped massively for air as though he had been holding his breath for more than a week. Snort and spit escaped his mouth and he coughed severely with his eyes blood shot and several veins bulging out from different part of his head 

After a few minute of rest, his condition got better. "Seems like I over exerted my self too much." David groaned as he carefully shifted from his sitting position to lay flat on the stone bed. 

His redness in his face started to fade as he recovered. There had been warnings in the book that a beginner shouldn't exceed the 20 seconds and ultimately 30 seconds. 

But David had thought that with his ability, it should be a wall in the park for him, seemingly very easy with his strength and secrets. But he had no idea that the basis of the technique wasn't at all dependent on his strength but instead, it was dependent on something entirely different which is talent. 

"Seems like my talent for this method is only slightly above average." David endured the stinging pain he was feeling and muttered.

"Hazel, what my progress with the technique?" As soon as David asked, an holographic image popped up. 

[Name: Beginning Supersensory Technique]

[Progress : 3.2/100%]

"Thirty three days to learn an ordinary beginner technique. Quite pitiful." David muttered he could remember using just a single day to master a red grade technique but now even an ordinary common technique was giving him so much problem and at rate he was practicing it, he wouldn't even be able to become an elite student before leaving this place.

As for his dream of using this opportunity to grow even more stronger, that dram was already getting crushed bit by bit. David unconsciously thought of this and depression began to creep in. Even with his rapid growth, he might not still be able to avert the incoming disaster that had no time or measure coming his way that. It might be in a year or even tomorrow, no one knows. 

David's eyes began to close off very slowly and then ultimately, he instantly dozed off. 

Few moments later, David woke up. Feeling very refreshed as though he had been sleeping for a few days on a warm soft massaging bed. 

His head that hurt previously was given and his felt a slight soothing sensation in his head. Stretching his bones, David proceeded to ask. "How many hours was i asleep for?"

"Three hours had gone by since you started sleeping." Hazel answered, her voice was as indifferent as ever. 

But this reply was enough to make David's eyebrow rise up in surprise. He had thought he would be asleep for at least a whole day since it was written in the manual that he upon practicing the technique, sleeping for 12 was normal ans recovering to full health would take about 12 - 24 hours before one can resume practicing the technique for another day. 

But David was surprised because he refreshed when he hadn't even rested for 12 hours and only three hours had gone by. Doesn't that mean, he could practically resume practicing the technique once again in a single day? 

David's eyes widened as he thought about this possibility. Hurriedly, he closed his eyes, calmed his breathing and after he was entirely calm, he started using breathing according to what was written in the technique. 

Thirty seconds passed by and David felt as though he was approaching his limits. Another thirty seconds passed in the blink of an eye and David finally felt as though he had approached his limit but still, he held on and endured through the stinging feeling of pain, stabbing directly into his brain like a hot knife. 

In another five seconds, David's gasped desperately for air but even with the pain, a wide smile formed in his face and he let out a silent laugh with snort, swear and tears covering his face and bed. 

Without any regard to neatness, David immediately dozed off to sleep. His last thoughts were. "Finally!"

For the past three days, David didn't go out from his bed even once and was diligently practising the technique every three hours without fail. Although he had no idea why his recovery rate was more five times faster even when it had nothing to do with his bodily gene, David waved it off as some sort of golden finger he had brought to this world. A sort of hidden ability he wasn't aware of. 

In a mere span of three days, the progress bar had gone up quite a bit and in just another three days, he would completely finish practicing the technique and would finally breakthrough and then brand the handles blade as his own, after which, he would be able to wield it to fight for him.

Excited about this David continued to practice but was suddenly interrupted by a sudden knock in the door. He had only reached the first 10 seconds on the technique so he wasn't really that exhausted yet but even then, David frowned at the sudden interruption. 

Standing up from his seating position, he ignored the smell and went ahead to open the door. 

As he opened the door, he saw five people standing right at the door, menacingly glaring at him as though about to beat him up. 

They were dressed in black cloths but judging from thier tags, they seem to be someone special from. 

"Who are you?" David asked, his tone bland and dull. 

"David Syntex right?" The fat lady at the forefront of the group stepped forwards with a stern expression as she asked. 

"Yes, how can I help you." David replied with a frown. He had only been here a few days and people already knew his name. It wasn't particularly a good sign. 

"It's just been three days since you have been admitted into our academy but you are already starting to ignore the rules set by the academy." The lady squinted her eyes as she pressed on. 

David frowned. "What rules? And who the hell are you anyways."

"Impudent! How dare you talk to Lady Quin like that!? You should be punished for that!" The man standing right beside her shouted with red faced and then blade without handle rose up from his sleeves and was about to press on when the supposed lady Quin raised her hands and said. 

"That's enough Juag." She then turned towards David. 

"Since you've bee here only for a few days, I shall let you off and inform you of you crime." 

"As a lowly slave of this great academy, you are expected to perform your duty to the academy at least once in three day, otherwise you would be severely punished by Disciplinary department but starting from us." The lady Quin said with a smug smile on her face as she gave David a look that seem to be filled with malice. 

But then, David chuckled and then stated with indifference. "But my three days period isn't up yet, is it?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? You didn't come Greet your seniors when you arrived at the Academy but we let you off seeing as you are still new but now that you openly committed a crime, you still dare to argue with us about it?" Another lacky shouted intimidatingly at David with gruff voice and his blade floating above his head which shows that he had also completed the Beginner super sensory but had chosen to stay here instead. 

David smiled as he replied. "I was given a three day grace, my three days isn't used up yet so why are you guys here, acting all worked up?"

"Y-you!" Another stammered as he knew David was right. They shouldn't have arrived in this day but in the next. 

"Seems like they do have some ulterior motive." David smirked.