Infinite Potential System

Chapter 463 Academy Dungeon

Hmm, there's also the two next to me and Gerwin Finst. They're all surprisingly strong for their age, I can tell. William thought to himself as he scanned his nearby classmates.

Between Odessa, Mikaela Mirov, and even Bethany Irisa, the cousin of Jonathan Irisa that shared the same eye design, William was impressed with the standards of the kids in their early twenties. It was unclear if he could beat any one of them while suppressed by the Filem Academy Dimension.

If I had all of my Talents it would be a cakewalk. The same would go for if I used the Primary Laws, but... something about fighting handicapped makes me excited.

William turned his head to the right and his lips curled upward. Things were getting interesting!

"What are you daydreaming about, Bathroom Boy?" Mikaela frowned at William, whose gaze was currently locked onto her bosom. If she wasn't in class, she might have considered murder.

"Bathroom Boy?" William regained his thoughts and realized where he was looking but chose not to acknowledge it and simply glanced away as if it was nothing much. He was more interested in his new nickname.

This just made Mikaela angrier. She was already well aware of her... lacking proportions... but...

Ugh! He's so annoying!

"Tch. You better not do that again." Mikaela glared at William before returning her attention to Professor Tenningbrew. She hated taking classes, but it was a necessary task to improve the Mirov Family's situation.

"Whatever." William shrugged and did the same. The Professor had just finished up introductions and was explaining some rules, of which many were common sense.

He wrote each rule on the board behind him in large, neat characters that looked as if they had been printed by a machine instead of drawn by a human. There were really only three big ones while the rest were minor, but the third one in particular stood out the most.

No bullying, harassment, or otherwise towards any other students.

No stealing, vandalism, or Cultivation within the Filem Academy Dimension.

No student may enter the Filem Dimensional Dungeon until they are at least of the third year.

Dimensional Dungeon? William asked the System.

-Request requires 9900 Potential Points. Yes/No?

Confirm.

That good, huh? William once again had a pile of things to do, but he didn't know what he should do first.

It was like playing a real-time strategy game, where the rest of the map was hidden by fog of war. All William could do was test the waters and see what worked for him best.

He needed to earn Spirit Jades, find a suitable environment to Cultivate, acquire materials to Ascend his other Talents, and track down Master Riyald.

Additionally, the Cultivator's Competition, Filem Academy Dungeon, and Treymon City Auction House had caught his interest, of which he needed to balance out his previous three needs.

All else aside, he had once again made Atticus hide with Illusion Magic in his hotel room. It wasn't safe for the little snake anywhere, so William wanted to get a house of his own at some point. Who knew when someone else would try to target Atticus for his rare bloodline.

Speaking of targeting... I wonder if that Juhi fellow is in this Plane.

-He's in the Markosh Plane.

Damn. I was really hoping to get my revenge on him.

-You should be able to reach the Markosh Plane from Slightveil through one of the Planar Gates, but they're very expensive. Most cost over a thousand Spirit Jades for one teleportation, and they're scheduled monthly to take large groups all at once.

System, you really know how to pile on the tasks, don't you?

-I can issue a Quest, if you want.

With rewards?

-And penalties, of course.

...I'll think about it. William didn't want to start another Quest when the consequences of failure could turn into major setbacks.

"First-year William, are you listening?" Professor Tenningbrew looked at the man with an odd expression.

"Ah, yes!" William smiled and nodded his head.

"Great, I was asking if you'd like to be the first volunteer. I guess that means you've accepted, so let's get to it!" the Professor snapped his fingers, darkening the room until even William couldn't see anything.