CHAPTER 115: SPORTS IN MY NEW WORLD

Looking at the orange sunset in the sky I realize that it is already a bit late. Despite the hour and thanks to the energy that Ragna injected into me, I don’t feel tired hours ago.

Although I have a bit of mental fatigue now.

"ahhnmm~ I love working with you, especially alone~" Outside, in the hallway outside the Alchemy building, Kharislava hugged me from behind and bit my ear.

"I have to say that the work you did when I was not here is a great advance. In addition, the magic crystal refined by Sera is incredible."

I could feel the small cotton clouds on my back and the body heat of a soft body. But I also feel a blunt weapon in my lower body...

But despite her body’s physical instincts, my older cousin prefers to progress in Alchemy.

But...

"It’s too late~

How about we stay in my lab tonight~ nhaaam~"

After Kharislava satisfies her fascination with artifacts, she becomes willing to satisfy her other types of -hungers-

"I have no problem, if you have no problem with Vasi freezing your laboratory. Hehehe~"

"No. After knowing that Vasi froze your room to freeze to-kill Sera, I don’t want to imagine what she will do to me."

After listening to me, I could feel Kharis’ body shake and then let me go of her embrace.

"Do you think Professor Stone will have trouble with us if he discovers our project?" Kharislava became serious.

"We are not stealing anything from him. Our project, although similar, is totally different. In addition, I am going to the principal’s office, with my report I should be able to get her approval."

Ha~, I come from a world where large multinational companies steal and snatch with both hands. If you don’t have the power to protect yourself, you won’t be able to defend yourself from those multinationals and they will swallow you and they won’t even leave your bones no matter what good product you have in your hands.

In addition, the cube that the alchemy professor studies is very simple. Our project goes further. Although in this world there is no as such -Patent Law-, with great support you can protect your own invention.

For example, the magical communication network of transmitting letters with the help of magic sparrows. If the Chasa family didn’t have enough protective power, my ancestor wouldn’t have handed over the Magic Net of Letter Name to them without worry.

The way to convince Director Roselle is with the folder I have in my hands, or rather, a scroll of parchment.

There is a prototype on a 2x2 Rubik’s Cube that demonstrates the reliability of the artifact. The permutations for a 2x2 cube are 3,674,160. If you assume that each permutation is like a byte, but not all permutations would have a magical -meaning- if we write runes in each cell.

But assuming that 3,674,160 bytes is equal to 3Mb and in my memories this is more than enough to have the firmware of the PlayStation chip, and more than enough for what the MS-DOS operating system was.

This amount of storage is enough to create an attack vehicle, maybe not enough to create a Centinel-type robot, but for a military car like a Tanke it is enough.

In addition, if each permutation of the Rubik’s Cube does not inject energy so that all the cells light up, but only a few specific cells light up, it could have one or more -information- in a single permutation, making the previous 3,674,160 bytes even larger. But unfortunately I don’t know anything about programming and I don’t know how to make the Rubik’s cube itself illuminate which cells at what time according to the needs.

In addition, our project does not talk only about the cube itself, in the -Thesis- in my hand I talk more about a -magic language- as if I were talking about a programming language.

This is not something that the Dean of Alchemy is studying. Although Dean Stone is studying the positions of each cell in the cube and placing runes in each cell for the cube to cast a spell, it’s not the same as studying a language.

There is also the study of materials, crystals made with the sacred fire of Sera have the ability to store and transmit magic. Rubik’s Cube v0.1alpha uses the first material synthesized by Sera in the time I was away. Not only does the Rubik’s cube store energy stably, but the feeding of each cell is smooth and fluid.

Only the magical language itself and the alchemical materials are enough to be at the forefront of our alchemical project, the cube was just an accident we found for the language, going from a two-dimensional geometric form to a three-dimensional one. This is where the similarity with what this is the Dean of Alchemy is broken.

In addition, the other auxiliary and support artifacts such as the Kharis tertiary computer enrich the project making it unique.

If the patent office exists, the -File Folder- in my hand is thick enough to patent hundreds of things, and in the future there will be thousands.

I’m not a capitalist pig, I’m not going to patent things like the dimensions of the product or how thick it is, where the camera is, or if the corner is rounded or square, in this case it would be millions of patents in my hands.

"But Professor Stone will definitely yell foul when he finds out.

That Pais(man) behaves as if the world owes him millions of golden crystal coins. He believes because he is a pais(man) deserves everything in the world.

Oops, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that, I’m just worried that I tried to take over our project." Kharis looks at me like I’ve said something bad that offends me.

"You don’t have to apologize; there may be people who just because of their identity believe that they deserve everything. I’ll take care if the dean of alchemy wants to stick his spoon into our project!" I clenched my fist and raised it in front of my chest with a fierce face.

Which made Kharis laugh.

"hehehe~ I know that my Vremya is good, only my Vremya deserves everything in the world~

Do you want me to accompany you?"

"Nope, go to the Student Council building. And we’ll see you all in the parking lot after."

"Well, I’ll take the opportunity to eat something in the north cafeteria.

Mmuack~ I love working with you~

Why didn’t we do it before..."

"hehehe~ you always say the same thing, well I’ll go or we get it later"

Kharis and I took opposite paths. The building where the Student Council room is located is to the north. Student Council members are the ones who arrive early and leave late.

Well, there are also students in clubs who are still in the Academy. From here I can still hear the exclamations coming from the training fields with the option of sports fields.

In a world of magic and swords, where power levels can be so high as to bring down mountains and dry up seas, sports are very rare.

Sports games such as basketball, soccer, tennis, volleyball, etc. They lose a lot of their meaning.

So if you really want to have a sport it must be in a very high difficulty. And they also need to have very strict and well-defined rules of the game.

There is a game very similar to volleyball in this world, only you can’t use your hands or feet. The rules are simple, don’t let the ball fall into your area and hit the ball so that fall in the lands in the enemy area, but you can’t use the areas beyond your elbows and knees.

Simple, a volleyball where you hit the balls with your body, but not with your hands and feet, nor your forearms and calves.

The ball is an entity created by the same system as virtual combat. So the ball is programmed not to interact with any magic or special abilities, only with the player’s body. This way you can’t cheat when using the magic or abilities that your familiar gives you.

There are extra points if you manage to score the ball in special rings in the enemy field. These rings float randomly around the area and can be manipulated by boxes that randomly appear on your side.

These boxes have -abilities- that can be attached to the ball or -commands- for your own rings and enemy rings.

The box can only be touched and activated by the ball and cannot be touched by the player.

The number of players is seven per team, which is equal to the number of members in party groups.

I’ve never had the chance to play it and I’ve only seen it on a few occasions. And in my previous life I wasn’t a big fan of sports.

"Should I be interested in sports?" I muttered looking in the direction of training ground number eleven west of the Academy.

"ehhhhhhh, is Vremya interested in sports? Or he just wants to see women sweating~"

I don’t need to look around to find out who owns this voice.

Looking down on my left side is a girl squatting down at me from below, although she looks like she’s looking me in the eye, but her gaze goes more towards my thighs and butt.

The girl, who has black hair as beautiful as the night, looks at me with her blue eyes.