After all, as this was going to be my sanctuary for up to four years, I took a quick look around.

A spacious living room and a clean kitchen. There were three rooms, bathrooms, a storeroom, and a balcony, all well provided for.

Also, furniture and products for everyday use were readily available.

The energy source of this world is not electricity, but mana. Hence, the products were clustered with mana in certain patterns.

Maybe that’s home magic. I can feel how the patterns intertwine, but… still being a novice, I don’t really understand. I plan to check again after I’ve learned more.

What particularly caught my fancy was the balcony. Its size seemed quite generous for cultivating plants.

The apartment itself is spacious, and it feels too large for just one person. It’s big enough for two or three people to live without any issues.

Moreover, when considering amenities such as swimming pools, saunas, and gyms, I couldn’t help but nod at the notion of this being a top-grade facility.

It’s hard to tell whether this is a school dormitory or a resort hotel.

The exterior… I can’t see it. I would guess a lot of care went into it. On illustrations, it looked no less luxurious than a top-tier hotel.

Even this might feel lacking to the world’s gathered talents, so there exist even better dormitories than this.

Of course, buildings superior to this one are available based on academic performance.

Those with the highest grades could even receive a house on the campus grounds or a penthouse on the top floor of the dormitory building.

‘It’s scorching.’

A yelp escaped me involuntarily due to being directly hit by a water cannon (of the fire attribute) from the sunflower showerhead on the ceiling.

I tried to endure it, but even a small yelp triggered a reaction…

As a result, I got doubly hit by the ‘Curse of Silence.’

I quickly dressed and bought some burn ointment to slather over my body.

Though frail, perhaps because I am a superhuman after all, I didn’t suffer any major burns. An employee from the management office assured me that it would heal with the ointment applied.

While spreading the ointment all over my body, the thought of a burn prompted me to feel my right hand. An abnormal texture. A scar from a burn I got when I was young.

From the tip of my right hand up to my forearm is the size of the scar.

It’s from a fire at the orphanage, a strangely inflicted burn that had doctors shaking their heads.

The doctor said he had never seen such a scar.

Even I grimace at how grotesque it looks. It’s shaped like a dead tree struck by lightning and charred to a crisp.

That’s why I still wear black arm covers on both hands when I go out. If I showed this in public, the stares would be less than kind.

Whether in the game world or not, the irony is that my body is still the one from the original world.

I sat down on the plush bed.

Already drained from crawling on the floor and being hit by the water cannon, I put my mind to work during these small moments for the sake of the future.

It’s been about ten days since I arrived.

On the first day, my head nearly exploded, and I fainted. On the third day, I almost died of hunger and nearly became a corpse.

And just now, I almost had my head explode again from seeing something between the gates…

I judged that quickly normalizing the spatial perception that took over the role of ‘eyes’ was of utmost urgency.

Until today, I spent time adjusting and consuming time with spatial perception.

Now, I can maintain a range of about 30 meters in diameter.

The color is the same, but the feeling is much more open thanks to the increased range.

Also, the spatial perception has been tingling, especially accelerating since I saw something between the gates.

Thankfully, instead of my head nearly exploding, it seems to have affected my spatial perception.

I feel like I’ll soon be able to change my point of view as I wish.

It’s also time to set a goal.

Actually, there’s not much to decide.

‘Let’s give up on playing like it’s a game.’

Chapter 1 of the main story mainly takes place at Shio-ram. Since the security here is as it is, events like invasions all end up being duds.

However, various incidents and accidents naturally occur outside of Shio-ram.

Usually, if the player gets involved in a major incident, it happens during outdoor activities.

In the process, they get entangled with villains, face mutant monsters, get trapped in mutant dungeons…

Clearing all kinds of incidents and accidents and receiving rewards to improve one’s specs was my main gameplay from the second run onwards.

‘I have to give that up.’

Naturally, it’s madness to wander around like that in reality. In the game, it’s just HP being reduced, but in real-life, it’s just lunacy.

The spec-up through external activities was due to greed, not a necessity.

At Shio-ram, I can grow sufficiently. Rather, I might grow faster at Shio-ram.

The blessing that descends from the Tower of Growth.
The growth correction applied to positive aspects.

In the original game, the rate was at least five times, wasn’t it?

Where else would you find such an overpowered feature? At the very least, if I manage to hang in there, I can achieve at least five times faster growth than outside.

In this situation, there’s no need for me to wander outside.

Also, the basic premise of spec-up through external events requires the reward measurement of the status window… Wait a minute.

A thought sparked in my mind, and I silently exclaimed.

‘Don’t I have a status window?’

Like most games, 〈Savior〉 also has a status window that objectively compiles the character’s stats, and there are quests that toss out quests and rewards.

But the status window is described as a floating hologram…

I murmured to myself in silence for a moment.

‘Status window? Status?’

There’s no change.

I stretched out my hand and stirred the air. There’s nothing. The same goes for my spatial perception. It only detects empty space.

‘It’s not there, right?’

It really isn’t there, right? It’s not that I just can’t see it, right? It’s not something that I have to open my eyes to see, right…?

Honestly, if there were one, it would have been detected by spatial perception. Definitely.

Anyway.

I discard the idea of spec-up through external activities. I’ll choose to grow conventionally at Shio-ram.

Furthermore, I plan not to involve myself in the main story if possible.

‘The player is actually unnecessary in the story.’

I’m not the protagonist; I’m a player.

In 〈Savior〉, even if the player does absolutely nothing, the world does not end in destruction.

Well, depending on the development, the destruction of some countries is possible, but it’s resolved one way or another by the main characters.

The impact of the player’s intervention ends with preventing the incident before it happens, reducing the damage of the incident, or conversely, increasing the damage.

The player is not an essential existence. Fortunately, that’s one less thing to worry about.

Additionally, as far as I’ve checked, all the protagonists of this incoming class exist. Most from the previous classes match, too. Most of those active as superhumans in the world are familiar.

There have been some changes in casting… but in reality, not a game, such unavoidable variables exist.

The world may not progress exactly as the game story, but at least the framework is similar, isn’t it?

In other words, the story will progress on its own, and I just need to do my part.

Naturally, my primary goal is to lift the constraints that are placed on me.

Three constraints have been placed on me.

The ‘Curse of Sensory Seal’ that took away smell, taste, and sight.

The ‘Curse of Short Life’ that makes me wither at a young age.

The ‘Curse of Silence’ that obstructs conversation.

I remember one way to lift a constraint, so I must get a handle on that direction.

‘…But at least one more needs to be lifted.’

If there’s one I must lift, it’s definitely the Curse of Short Life. But as I previously thought, life won’t be enjoyable with the Curse of Sensory Seal, so that’s also mandatory to lift.

…Honestly, the Curse of Silence could be left alone if I must.

Even back on the original Earth, I hardly ever opened my mouth except to talk to myself, so I think I could live just fine as a mute…

Additionally, there’s a way to indirectly bypass the Curse of Silence by collecting an artifact, as far as I remember.

‘How should I plan my growth route?’

I fall back into contemplation.

To lift one of the constraints, I need enough power to clear a certain dungeon.
I need to reach a certain level of growth to clear it.

Three abilities were given to me along with the three constraints.

‘Spatial Perception’ that can serve as a radar in all directions.

‘Magic Affinity’ that gives an affinity for mana at a level that would make archmages step aside.

‘Jack of All Trades’ that possesses above-average qualities in all sorts of fields.

‘Ah… If it had come to this, I should have chosen something other than Sensory Seal and Jack of All Trades.’

The Curse of Sensory Seal that robbed me of half of my senses in an instant.

Jack of All Trades, which, to put it nicely, is a master of all, but to put it poorly, it’s a nondescript mixed skill.

The reason I chose the Curse of Sensory Seal was that the risk was just a drop in the sense stats, and even that could be more than compensated with spatial perception.

Also, since my goal was soloing this time, and if I could grow to the extreme, Jack of All Trades would make it possible to manage to tank, deal damage, and heal to a certain extent, that’s why I chose it.

But if it’s not a game but reality, I’m not confident I can utilize Jack of All Trades properly…

‘If I knew it would be like this, I would have chosen a single trait.’

At the very least, had I chosen something like the trait of a Sword Saint, I could have made sure progress in that direction.

Jack of All Trades can at most make one a prodigy.

In Shio-ram, where all the world’s geniuses gather, being just a prodigy might only be enough for the lower ranks.

‘I can only rely on Spatial Perception and Magic Affinity.’

Spatial Perception, the human radar itself, and Magic Affinity, which can be chosen for any profession but especially exhibits supreme performance in the mage route.

‘Maybe I should go the mage route…’

Honestly, if asked to wield a weapon and fight monsters in close combat… Could I do it?

Regardless of whether I can do it well or not, given my traits, it’s best to go the mage route.

‘My head hurts…’

As my contemplation ended, a wave of exhaustion pressed down on me, and without resisting, I lay down on the bed.

It’s still too early to sleep, but I was too tired.

Thanks to the overload of information from spatial perception, I might toss and turn in bed, but it’s not that I can’t sleep when I try to.

The welcome party for new students won’t be until next week. Arriving early, I have plenty of spare time.

Since my eyes have always been shut, drowsiness gradually crept over me.

At the same time, a crumpled unease in a corner of my heart also made its presence felt.

The only method I know to lift a constraint.

It involves using an artifact buried in a specific dungeon. Although the dungeon itself is hidden away, hunters who roam around looking for such places are bound to scour every nook and cranny as a matter of course.

What if someone finds it first?
What if I’m too late because I dragged my feet for a moment?

The anxiety of possibly losing the only method I know, when I need at least two, chased away the drowsiness.

‘Damn it.’

With a grimace, I got up. I sat down at the desk provided in the room and operated the smartwatch.

[Viewing ‘Basic Mana Manipulation (Lower)’.]

There’s one week until the welcome party for the new students.

I should memorize some theory before then.

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[─The proposed origins of mana are numerous. One theory suggests it originates from natural energy, the natural theory, while another posits it comes from stars, passed down to humans, and, and, and, and─]

‘Why is it doing this?’

– Ding!

– Ding!

[Alert. Mana reserve at 3%.]

‘Ah.’

* * *

– Ding!

[Observation… Successful.]
[Summoning… Successful.]
[Synchronization… Succ… essful…]

[The ‘Player Correction System’ is ready.]