Foundations: A Cultivation Academy Series (Bastion Academy Book 1) by J.D. Astra

Author:J.D. Astra [Astra, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2020-12-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

SHIN-SOO MADE SURE to call out a fresh taunt every time he lapped me on the field, but I didn’t let it distract me. To the contrary, I pulled each of his wasted breaths down to my core and used them as fuel for more zo.

I shuffled my feet as I made my way around the field, my thigh muscles vibrated with weakness, but I never stopped. I cycled energy, cleansed, and recycled munje all in one breath, turning myself into a machine. Mae guided me through the process, giving me much needed encouragement and instruction.

“How do you know so much about munje?” I asked out loud when I was jogging alone, far from earshot of my classmates.

“I know I had something to do with the nanite manipulation technology. I can spout off project designs for quadra and paraplegic prosthetic bodies, gene expression manipulation, and so much more, but only dealing with the human body. I know I’m supposed to know a lot more, but... I don’t.

“I’ve been self-analyzing these past few weeks, and I’ve noticed that there are huge gaps in my subroutines, personality, and knowledge base. It’s as if I wasn’t originally intended for the container you and your father found me in, like I’m just a partial download of what I’m supposed to be. How strange, right?”

‘I don’t know what most of those words are,’ I said in my mind as another pack of students passed me.

“It’s fine. All you need to know is that I can help you with all your zo recovery, and hopefully in time, more than that.”

I cycled another cloud of energy through my core, and Mae hummed in interest. “I see that you’re shedding heat in the conversion that you could be using instead. You’re losing energy this way, but your core isn’t equipped to convert it. We’ll need to make some additions tonight, so prepare for another huge meal with no pork belly.”

‘Great, my favorite.’

When we’d finished laps on the field, the other students moved into sparring, and I moved into horse stance. My legs trembled, but I kept my mind on my core and cycling energy. After three minutes of this, my legs refused to hold me any longer, and I collapsed.

Laughter flew across the field from where Shin-soo and his cronies were sparring. I gritted my teeth and returned to the pose with shaky legs. This happened again, and again, until the class ended.

Cho helped drag me to the showers where I—thankfully—washed on my own despite Cho’s concerns I would slip. His coddling was playing on my nerves, but I had to remember he was just being a good friend. I would be fine, they’d see, and this behavior would stop.

Then it was off to Woong-ji’s Core Foundations class. I was surprised to see that many of the students in her class were still working on building their first band from the material inside their core. I’d missed a lot of the talks on theory, purposeful block placement, and other important bits, but I was sure Woong-ji would fill me in at our one-on-ones.

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