My Borderline Supervillain-Slash-Hero System-Chapter 88 Law Of Solar Thread

As Zane continued laying the foundation for the city, an intriguing idea rushed into his mind.

Since my mind can now control mana at this level, I should be able to manipulate the mat and fly through the air on it. And I don’t even need to close my eyes anymore.

Without hesitation, he focused on the mana inside him. The mat beneath him began to rise.

Moments later, he was soaring high in the air, seated cross-legged on the floating mat. Stretching out his right hand, he directed his mana downward, flattening the terrain below into level ground. With an elevated view and vastly improved control, Zane began laying the foundation for each infrastructure point he intended to place.

From the skies, his vision covered the entire terrain. His mind, synchronized with mana, sculpted the earth below like a divine artist brushing a cosmic canvas.

Gradually, the blueprints printed by the System began to materialize into physical form.

"Hmm... So this is what creation feels like," he murmured to himself.

Hours passed.

By the time he descended, a sparkling city stood proudly on the land—a marvel of magic and design.

Ding!

[Quest Completed]

[+25 points added to all stats.]

A small vial floated before him, containing two shimmering drops of Elixir of Mana.

Without delay, he downed the contents.

As before, an intense euphoric sensation surged through him. He could feel the link between his mind and mana growing stronger—tighter, more synchronized.

"System," he asked, "am I ready to begin converting my mana into radioactive form?"

[Yes. But it is highly recommended that you first master the Basic level of Micro-management.]

Zane scoffed slightly. "Ha! All this time, I’ve only been learning macro-management. Alright, initiate the program. Let’s start."

With a chime, several notifications appeared in his vision.

[Third Quest Available]

A swarm of Microscopic Mana Organisms is approaching.

Your Task: Identify the good ones and the bad ones. Separate them, assign them colors, and allow them to reproduce.

Reward: +50 Points to all stats and Five Drops of Elixir of Mana.

[Important Tips: Try feeling their presence. Do not rely on any of your five senses.]

Zane raised a brow. "Huh. What a tip. Still, I already understand the theory behind this."

With resolve, he shut his eyes and focused all his mental faculties inward—toward the mana within.

His goal: to find resonance with the microscopic mana organisms swimming inside his body.

As he entered deep meditation, time passed unnoticed.

Meanwhile, in the real world, morning had dawned.

Shelby yawned as he awoke, stretched lazily, then made his way to the washroom. After brushing his teeth and freshening up, he returned to the room—only to see Zane seated on the bed in still meditation.

"Zane," he called softly. Then again, louder. "Zane?"

There was no response.

Concerned, Shelby placed two fingers under Zane’s nose. A soft breath met his fingertips.

He exhaled in relief. "Still breathing."

Not wanting to interrupt Zane’s practice, Shelby quietly walked over to the table, picked up a pen, and scribbled a note on a piece of paper:

’Kid,

There are only two days left before the Tournament.

I’m heading out to meet that friend I told you about—he just texted me. He’ll help make a legit identification and citizenship document for Erlin.

You keep practicing whatever you’re doing.

— Thor Shelby’

He placed the note beside Zane’s bed and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

Inside the Soul Space of the System—

Zane was seated in a meditative posture, eyes closed, his breathing steady. Despite multiple failures, he remained focused, unwavering. His thoughts were calm, but the tension in the mana surrounding him said otherwise.

Then, suddenly, something shifted.

His mana reacted.

"Yes... I did it!" Zane exclaimed, his voice echoing faintly in the void-like space. A smile lit up his face. He immediately shut his eyes again and began sensing the microscopic mana organisms floating within his soul space.

"Now, to distinguish between corrupted and purified ones," he murmured.

He focused deeper. Minutes ticked by as he observed the subtle nature of each micro-organism.

"These ones... they’re releasing corrupted mana. Definitely hostile." He marked them with glowing red dots. "And those emitting clean mana—yes, they’re the good ones," he said, marking them with calming blue.

The organisms danced around his spiritual presence. With careful precision, he manipulated them—drifting the bad ones toward the good ones.

"For these microscopic beings, feeding is how they multiply... So, let’s begin," he muttered, initiating the process.

One by one, the good micro-organisms devoured the bad. Slowly but surely, only the blue-marked ones remained. Then, they began multiplying in number.

Zane sighed in relief. "Success."

Suddenly, the System’s voice chimed within his mind.

Ding!

[Quest Completed]

[+50 Points added to all stats]

[Host’s New Stats:]

Strength: 1339 (Core) + 5 (Divine Radiance) + 10 (Divine Strike) = 1354

Agility: 1350 (Core) + 5 (Divine Radiance) + 10 (Luminous Step) = 1365

Intelligence: 1345 (Core) + 5 (Divine Radiance) + 10 (Sacred Barrier) = 1360

Health: 3560 / 3560 (Regen: 160 HP/s)

Mana: 3980 / 3980 (Regen: 60 MP/s)

Current Load: 24,567 kg

[Mana Core Rating: One-Star]

Zane smiled, pleased with his progress.

There was also the other reward. A vial containing the Elixir of Mana was floating in front of him.

With hesitation but no regret, he brought it to his lips and drank the entire drops.

The moment the elixir touched his tongue, his body flooded with euphoric energy. A sharp, blissful rush shot through his nerves. He felt light, powerful, alive.

But his expression grew serious again. "This vial... it’s potent. Addictive. I must not overuse it," he reminded himself aloud.

Taking a breath, he spoke with resolve.

"System, I’m ready. Bring me back to my body."

The world twisted. Darkness spiraled.

In the next instant, Zane opened his eyes—back in the hotel room.

The soft light filtered through the curtains. The first thing he noticed was a letter on the floor beside his bed. He picked it up, read it in silence, then set it aside.

He stood and clenched his fists. "I’m all ready. Let’s begin."

[Mana Radioactivism Program: Initializing...]

[Host, stay alert. Micro-manage internal mana flow.]

[Warning: Within 2 minutes, highly radioactive mana will be infused into your body.]

A glowing timer appeared in his vision—even with his eyes closed. It counted down from 2:00.

Zane shut out every distraction, focusing completely. He directed every fiber of his will to command each atom of mana inside his body. His nerves tensed.

The countdown hit zero.

Suddenly, an unbearable wave of pain spread through every inch of him. His skin burned. His veins felt like they were on fire. A guttural groan escaped his lips.

But he endured.

He clenched his teeth and forced his mana to stay controlled. He had expected pain. He had prepared for agony. But the reality was far worse.

Still—he persisted.

In the chaos, he began searching... searching for a connection, a resonance between his natural mana and the alien radioactive force now infecting his core.

Minutes passed.

Then—click.

There it was. A spark. A subtle hum. His mana aligned with the radioactive strand.

Resonance achieved.

Carefully, he began to draw all the foreign mana toward the source of his own—his mana core, nestled just below his belly. freёnovelkiss-com

From the white half of the core, dazzling mana erupted like flowing silk. From the blackened half, highly corrupted dark mana poured out, crackling with instability.

Zane gritted his teeth as he wrapped his mana around the foreign radioactive strands—layer upon layer. The pain, once unbearable, began to dull with each coating.

"Next... I’ll feed them to my mana," he muttered.

The force-feeding began.

His mana collided with the radioactive strands—and was torn apart in the process. Each wave that tried to devour the foreign energy was decimated.

But Zane didn’t stop.

He poured more and more mana into the fray, sacrificing huge quantities of his own power. Slowly, painstakingly, his mana began to overpower the foreign strands.

The devouring process continued for hours. He skimmed through microscopic particles, isolating, breaking down, and consuming them with unwavering focus.

Finally, a prompt echoed in his mind:

[Feeding Completed!]

Without hesitation, Zane spun his mana core in reverse, gathering the remaining mana back into its center.

Now he waited.

He focused, anticipating the birth of a new law.

Minutes passed. Then hours.

Still, nothing.

"What the hell?" he growled. "All that effort—for nothing?"

Frustration surged through him, his voice rising into a shout. "Is it not enough?!"

Suddenly, a blinding yellow radiance burst forth from deep within his mana core.

He stilled. He felt it.

Eyes shut tight, Zane dove into his mental vision, gazing inward.

There, suspended between the white and black halves of his core, shimmered a hair-thin thread of dazzling yellow light—pure, radiant, and unmistakable.

"That’s it," he breathed. "That’s my law."

With gentle care, he used his mind to pull the golden thread outward.

As his eyes opened, the radiant strand hovered above his right palm, shining like a filament of the sun itself.

"I call this... the Law of Solar Thread."

Ding!

[Host has successfully created a law.]

[Name of the Law: Solar Thread.]

[Rank of the Law: S Grade. This law can be further ranked up.]

He twirled the thread around his fingers, testing its responsiveness.

"For now, this will do," he murmured, a soft sigh escaping him. "I wanted to create a Sun Law of my own... and all I get is a thread?"

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