Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro didn't know about this condition. That meant that he could have a chance to move to higher realms. Then what about lower realms? He recalled Noda wasn't from a higher realm?

What about her village, was she related to her brother's empire? didn't that mean he could send some of his family members or trusted aides to establish villages at new worlds?

day after day he discovered new things about this game. He felt he was like a frog in the well. He needed to widen his vision more.

He remembered Sefiera, she didn't talk to him for such a long time. He thought she didn't want to talk to him at Noda's village because of Moran.

But now he came to the village and she didn't talk to him even once. Was she alright? Ibro thought for a second about bad possibilities but he neglected them at once.

She was way more experienced than him. It would be hard for anyone to harm her. He thought then about his current plans. He needed to learn how to use his energy.

He also needed to go out of the village. His trip to Noda's village had given him inspiration. He needed to establish a guild. As far as he knew, the game was focused on the guild world before this world. He didn't need to neglect this aspect.

He must use all available elements to his advantage. Now the entire player's mainstream was still low. His own level was much higher than most of the players out there.

He must use this advantage especially the next time he would gain levels for a long time in the future. He didn't hold high hopes of upgrading his village anytime soon. He decided to finish the most urgent mission now which was the supreme energy.

'I decide to choose the second quest.'

'Good, you need to finish learning these five supreme energies as fast as possible so you can be able to upgrade your village to the town stage.'

'Don't you have a hint for me?'

'Sure, you have another item in your possession. This item can help you a lot in your next mission and the upcoming quests.'

'Item? What item? C'mon tell me directly and stop this quiz game.'

'Sorry, I can't cross that line with you. You need to figure the answer yourself.'

Ibro felt sad from this cold-hearted Dronil. the old Dronil would always tell him what he wanted to know at once. This Dronil was always using puzzles and quizzes.

Ibro thought about what unique items he had in his Inventory. He checked his Inventory at once. Few minutes didn't pass till he ended holding a smooth ball in his hand. He looked at this ball with firing eyes. He found the item Dronil had hinted him about.

'Gozline, can you help me in gathering a specific type of energy?'

'I really can't remember if I can do that. But if you give me all these tasty herbs and ores then I will upgrade myself and I might have a new ability.'

Ibro looked astonished. This soul ball wanted to eat all the material he collected with difficulty. He had sold some of his runes to be able to obtain them.

The problem wasn't in their high prices but their scarce amounts. He thought about asking Moran for help later if this trial failed. He made up his mind, he would let Gozline eat them and see what result he would get.

'Ok, take them then and let's see how much you will improve.'

'Thanks my lord, you are really a kind lord. I will eat them now.'

Suddenly that ball flew from his hand and suspended itself in the air. All the herbs and ores that he bought emerged from his Inventory and started to orbit around Gozline.

In front of him, he saw all these ores and herbs got under strange pressure. They were like being squeezed. Different amounts of different colored fluids emerged from them.

These fluids immediately went into Gozline. Ibro felt a wave of heat emerging from Gozline like pulses. Each time it absorbed one fluid, this heat became stronger.

This process lasted for half an hour after that Gozline shone in a splendid light then it regained its previous appearance. It flew around Ibro's head while saying in ecstatic voice:

'I healed 10% of my injuries. My powers have increased. I gained a new ability. Do you want to test it?'

Ibro was curious about this new ability of her so he asked:

'Can you tell me about the nature of this new ability?'

'I can create a small space which only you can see and use. This space is really small not exceeding 10*10 meters. Inside this space, I can set any rule you want.

The only shortcoming is that I can only set one rule everyone fortnight. So if you decided on one rule I can't change it.'

Ibro asked with high expectations:

'Any rule can be applied to your world?'

'Yes, any rule can be applied. But I can't change this rule except after a fortnight.'

Ibro was really excited. He now gained a super ability that could help him adapt to any energy he wanted to train.

He thought for other uses than training his energies. He could set this space by accelerating the time in it. He could also use it even in battles.

He looked at this crystal soul stone and wondered, what were the real abilities of such a terrifying stone? Who could destroy a civilization that had such a monster?

'Ok, I want you to create the space now. Let the rule in it be that only spiritual energy is abundant there.'

'How much concentration do you want the spiritual energy in it?'

'The highest possible concentration.'

'Ok, space has been created. If you want to enter it at any time just tell me and I will take you at once in it.'

'Thanks. By the way, can you modify the time speed in it?'

'No, I can't. I only can set one rule in my space. If I managed to heal more of my injuries then I might gain an upgrade to my abilities.'

Ibro felt Gozline's words were logical. He was impatient to try this space so he said:

'Move me there now.'

'As you like my lord.'

Suddenly Ibro's surrounding atmosphere got changed at once. He found himself in a circular area surrounded by a thick white mist. He was floating in the middle of this mist. He asked while observing everything around him:

'Is this the space you created?'

'Yes my lord. This white mist is the highest concentration I can collect from spiritual energy.'

Ibro looked around him in contemplation. He didn't know if this concentration was enough or not, but his instincts told him that this wasn't the highest possible concentration of this energy.

This might be enough for him now but in the future with his rise in power and ranks it wouldn't be enough.

'If you managed to heal your wounds would this spiritual energy concentration be higher?'

'Unfortunately, the problem isn't the problem of my abilities. It's the problem of the spiritual energy itself. It's really so scarce in the world where you are at my lord.'

Ibro recalled the words of the saint. This world really was so scarce of spiritual energy. His own thoughts kept telling him this energy was enough for the current him, but he needed to find an innovative way to change this state.

After some time of thinking, Ibro had a flash of inspiration. He asked:

'Can you use your ability again?'

'My lord's meaning is…?'

'I mean your current ability to create a space, can you use it again?'