Il Ji rolled himself to wakefulness. A bright white curtain swayed in the wind against the open window to his left.
A few seconds later, a man walked in the room. "Master Il Ji! My name is Doctor Carl Matholamus, but you can just call me Doc Carl. I'm the contracted on-call doctor here at the Law Estate."
"Don't worry, everything went fine on our end. But it seems that you've been in a coma for the last several days…"
"What day is it?"
"Today is Thursday, the twelfth of May."
Il Ji sat up. "What time is it?"
"The current time is 7:24 P.M. Please allow me to check your vitals before you do anything rash; Master Sebastian has already been summoned."
Il Ji didn't move any further, but he didn't lay back down, either. Seeing his holo to the side, he used it to check his reflection.
He was looking a little gaunt, but he appeared to be fully healed. Aside from the various aches of his body, his mind felt… Different.
He instantly began by using one of his mental partitions to create a submind. The activity gave him something to do while he waited.
The moment he completed his new submind, Sebastian walked through the door. He ordered the submind to concentrate on cultivating, and turned his head to greet his friend.
"He's all yours." The doctor said. "His lifesigns and stamina check out, and his mental scans are off the charts."
Having said his piece, the doctor left the room.
"Sebastian!" He said cheerily.
Sebastian kept his head down low. "Il Ji, do you have any idea how close you were to dying?"
"I have yet to be told…"
"Very well then. If you had ended your experiment not ten twenty sevenths of a second later, you would be dead, and my Lily…"
"I know it was not your intent, but…"
Il Ji's eyes widened. "Sebastian."
The mans eyes rose to meet his. "Life is the most precious thing we have. I am deeply, and seriously sorry. Please forgive me." Il Ji intoned.
"You- you- I- aghhh. Just don't let it happen again, yeah?" Sebastian walked to the door. "I can only forgive you, Il Ji- well, because you're you."
Having said his piece, he walked out the door. Il Ji sighed. Now that he had [Mental Mastery], he could control his emotions from taking over his logic.
But that didn't make him feel any better about it.
But either way, whatever he decided, he was in a hurry. Il Ji quickly summoned Jackpot and pulled out his trove of books. He started flipping through the Tier 1 Creation Master study material first.
While his mind was enhanced, so was his reading skills. By reading each page in the blink of an eye, he managed to complete the entire book in less than ten minutes.
"Huh. So that's how it is." His work complete, he opened up the next book.
The moment he set the last book down, he reached for the change of clothes sitting on the counter. After clothing himself, he put the books back into Jackpot's open maw, desummoning him.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a knock on the door. A few seconds later, the door opened and Alfredo appeared inside the room.
"Master Butler."
"Master Il Ji. I take it Sebastian informed you of the event that took place?"
"Yes. He did."
Alfredo took notice of Il Ji's downcast face. "As the Master has seen fit to forgive you, so have I."
Il Ji blinked.
"We didn't want to scare your sister. After a conversation with her principal, we let her finish her week's homework before being sent on a trip to the Chrono Water Carnival. After several day's check-in, needless to say, she has been enjoying herself."
"The girls will return mid-morning tomorrow. As for the party, it has been shifted to tomorrow night at 8 P.M."
"I can take you to your room now if you're ready."
"Thank you, sir."
"My pleasure. You can leave your sickclothes here."
The two walked around the mansion's twist and curves. As they rounded yet another corner, Il Ji recognized the room he had been training in. Other than the ants, all of the beasts had been removed.
Soon he was back to his room. He finished his preparations quickly. On the planet Earth. he would have been such a mess from the muscle loss during his coma.
But on Urath, his muscle mass was even stronger.
He set ten, then twenty alarms before falling asleep.
The next day…