Chapter 11: A Spark of Inspiration

Ryo drifted into sleep, The next moment, he awoke in his real-world apartment, the hum of electronic systems and holographic screens surrounding him.

As usual, his mind went straight to work. He had been pushing himself to develop the next evolution of his magic-tech suit. If , he built something so advanced that teachers can't comprehend how he made it they wouldrefused to believe he was the one who created it and claim he stole it

Opening his AI console, he started running simulations.

"AI, how can I generate or convert atomic molecules in the air into a tech suit?"

The AI's response came in an instant—a flood of data, equations, and complex formulas that overwhelmed his average mind

Quantum Field Manipulation

Subatomic Particle Structuring

Molecular Rearrangement Algorithms

Energy Conversion Efficiency Models

The sheer amount of knowledge made his head spin🤯. Even with his little understanding of enchantment magic🧙 and modern AI-driven physics👩‍💻, this was beyond anything he had tackled before.

"Damn, this is too much." Ryo sighed, rubbing his temples.

The AI had provided all the information—every possibility, every theoretical approach—but that was the problem. It was too broad, too complex, too scattered. He needed a way to break it down into something usable.

He leaned back, racking his brain.

Then—knock knock knock!

Before he could even respond, the door burst open.

A group of four familiar faces stormed in, all talking at once.

"Oi, Ryo! You've been skipping lectures again!" Dave accused in a sarcastic tone.

"You look way too healthy to be sick," tucker chimed in, grinning.

"Wait, is it because of the bullet wound?" Hayley asked, her voice more concerned.

Ryo raised an eyebrow. "Bullet?"

"You know, from when that crazy sword guy shot you in Terra Zone? Don't tell me you already forgot!"

"Oh. That." Ryo waved it off. "No, I'm fine."

His friends exchanged glances before one of them—tucker—crossed his arms. "Then what have you been doing?"🤷

Ryo hesitated. He wasn't sure how to explain atomic conversion theory to people who don't specialize science classes. "I was working on a project, but I got stuck."

Dave smirked. "Hah! Lucky for you, we're geniuses. If you need help, just ask!"

The others nodded confidently.

"...It's a complex atomic theory about molecular rearrangement using subatomic compression."

Dead silence.

Then—

"Yeah, never mind, we're out."

One of them, heyley groaned. "Ugh, I thought it was something simple, like elements in compound and mixtures or designing a 3D model. Why does it always have to be science?"

Tucker scratched his head. "Man, we're supposed to be your friends, not scientists. What do you expect?"

Ryo chuckled. "Figured as much."

Ben clapped her hands together. "Alright, since we're clearly useless here, let's do something else. Let's go to our favorite café. And have some snacks"

"That's why you are fat " tucker jokingly said while the others nodded in agreement.

"Yeah! Maybe some food will help the brain start working again."heyley said

Before he could argue, they grabbed him and dragged him out of his apartment.

---

As they walked through the bustling city streets, Ryo found himself lost in thought.

Back in Terra Zone, Leon had told him that his past self—the Ryo from that world—was known for being a loser. Carefree, constantly rejected, and, well... a bit of a mess.

But now, as he listened to his friends talk, he started realizing something.

"Even though I don't remember my terazone lifestyle... I still like the same things he did."

Their favorite hangout spots. Their favorite foods. Even their favorite discussion.

"It's not just our names that are similar. It's our personalities, our tastes, our interests."

It was strange—as if, despite the loss of memory, some parts of him were still the same.

As they reached the café and ordered their drinks, the conversation naturally shifted to entertainment.

"Okay, Ryo, since you've been gone so long, you have to catch up on movies," Leon said, sipping his coffee. "There's this new one—it's got magic, combat, and insane fight choreography."

"Yeah!" Tucker added. "And the main character? He uses drawings of different animal tattoo and fights with them . It's so cool!"

Ryo nearly dropped his drink.

Tattoo enchantments.

A new idea clicked in his brain.

"Of course! Why didn't I think of that before?"

Symbols and runes were the foundation of enchantment magic. But the biggest problem was the huge amount of written magic formulas into physical materials took time and skill.

But if he could tattoo the enchantments onto himself—storing pre-set magical symbols directly onto his skin—he could eliminate the need for magic casting and spell construction.

Better yet...

"If I could micro print all the bulk amount of spell, I could store the necessary conversion directly on his body, allowing him to create his tech suit instantly from the air."

"This could work."

He grinned.

"Ryo? Why do you look so excited all of a sudden?" Ben asked as he shoved a huge hand bugger into his mouth.

"You guys just gave me an idea," Ryo said, eyes gleaming.

Heyley raised an eyebrow. "Uh-oh. That's either really good or really dangerous."

Dave sighed. "Knowing him? Probably both."

Ryo smiled. He didn't disagree.

But now, he had a new plan.

And with only two days before his duel, it was time to put it into action.