Chapter 9

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Autumn had arrived. It had been about two months since I entered this world, or more precisely, since my birth into it. They were finally taking me out to the garden instead of keeping me within four walls, which I had feared! Not quite the strolls around the neighborhood like in normal families, but still something. And they actually gave me a toy - a rattle! Hurray, comrades! Why am I so happy? It fit into my inventory! I finally managed to test it and confirm that the system wasn't just a glitch!

I did this in full view of the adults. Why? Let them think it's a childish outburst of great human happiness. This way, I wouldn't have to hide, and they would understand that the child needs toys! Cheapskates...

My parents took this one-man show quite well, even joyfully, I would say. After they calmed down my crying, a poor child offended by everything and everyone. They calmed me down with another toy, of course. Where did they even get it? They didn't transfigure it, did they? Or do they have a bag of toys stashed somewhere?

Okay, that was the good news. The bad news is that my inventory, at level one, holds a measly 1.4 kg of weight! And it takes one unit of mana to move things. Just one unit, but still! Constantly pumping the inventory by moving things back and forth won't work. At least it doesn't charge for storage. In a month, I only managed to level up the inventory to level two, and it increased the carrying weight to 3 kg.

However, I confess, I spent mana not only on the inventory but also on telekinesis. Yes, I finally mastered it! After I spent a whole week trying to unlock it and then safely forgot about it, it manifested itself, accidentally! After another inventory training session, when I barely had ten units of mana left, I noticed a hair lying literally a couple of centimeters from my nose. It got stuck, the bastard, in my diaper, you see. Sirius is definitely shedding, he just dropped by before that and played with me. Pulled my cheeks and made faces, the git! Well, I didn't like the proximity to the fur of this animagus, and I decided to get rid of such a gift. My hand didn't reach the hair, but the magic did. The hair flew away, and I received this wonderful message from the system:

Ding-a-ling!

Congratulations! You have independently unlocked the skill of beginner telekinesis! Develop it, and someday even mountains will submit to you!

Yeah, if I live to see that wonderful day. I'm definitely not Anakin. Even now, my maximum is a hair. The rattle didn't respond to my attempts to lift it. And this is after I leveled up telekinesis to level two! Well, at least it doesn't drain much mana. In an hour, or so, while playing with the hair, I only used 15 units of mana. At level one, it took about 30 units for roughly the same period.

I just don't understand what is responsible for the strength of telekinesis. If it's more or less clear with the inventory - prana is responsible for weight, then here - it's completely unclear. Okay, I'll figure it out someday. Or maybe I'll unlock a new parameter.

Speaking of the inventory, there was a small incident with it, I would even say a problem. I learned how to put things in, and take them out too. But taking them out individually - no. If I put one rattle in the inventory, I take out one, if two - two. They haven't given me more rattles yet. Inconvenient. They should have made a user-friendly interface like in games. Or maybe I'm just clumsy and couldn't activate it, which is also possible.

Restorative meditations and absorption of air mana have risen by three levels! This has accelerated and simplified the collection of mana, and at night I almost manage to restore the reserve, which has also grown. Magic has risen to 10, and my mana pool is now 200 units. Only 200 times to move the toy or about twelve hours to play with the hair. I absorb external air mana every other night to give the body the opportunity to produce and absorb it from the environment itself.

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