New World: The Donpa

New World: The Donpa
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Excessive use of mana has adverse effects for its users, including feeling dizzy, nausea and even nosebleeds, Donpa who realizes it continues to force his practice until his eyes redden and bleed.


"The more I force the more blurred my vision." He looked at the book he was holding and closed it. "Aaakhh .. I give up."


Complaining with his failure made him stretch his arms as if giving up and leaning on a chair while staring at the sky of Meldanova's hidden library.


"I've been trying for a few days, not the slightest bit of progress," muttered as he stared at the lights that were lighting up in the library.


The lights in the Ensnare tree are not lights that light up from electricity, the lights are made of lighting crystal, and the lights are not, can be lit by sucking a small part of whichever is around it.


Raising his hand as if covering the light from the crystal that was shining into his eyes using the palm of his hand, Donpa muttered, "If where is able to strengthen the senses, I should be able to easily read buk-(book)." Donpa stopped as if realizing something, then reopened the book on the table.


I get it now.


Of course I can't read it.


That's because ....


Returning to open the book he tried to close his eyes, as if he was focusing on the flow of mana moving in his body.


Slowly he opened his eyes and saw the writing in Meldanova's book.


Where it was previously centered in the eye, now it switches to the connecting nerves in the brain. Instantly the writing in the book suddenly he understood every word contained in it.


I've guessed.


It is not the eye of the medium, but rather the connecting nerve that sends signals to the brain as a bridge to give the translation of a word.


It's free if I strengthen the mana in the eyes, while the memory in my head never records or knows something that he never knew.


Therefore, if the visual nerve of vision is given mana as a medium of translation then something I see has the same word as the word that has existed in my world before.


Slowly he read each word for word in the book entitled. "The star fell" said Donpa looking at the writing on the first page.


Donpa must concentrate fully to maintain the stability of which is on his nerves, because the letters in the book often change as if back to the original writing.


"Si-sial ...," lamented Donpa saw the writing always returning to its original form when its concentration was unstable.


"Huuueeekkk ...." Donpa's voice was vomiting.


"Sial .. My head got dizzy, my stomach was nauseous as well" Donpa said, covering his face with his right hand as if he was resting his eyes.


Writing is not as easy as translating sound waves. Writing requires full concentration to understand each word in it.


Therefore the user needs stability in which control in certain nerves in other words the Donpa learns the second stage of which control control.


A week passed. "Huuuaaaa .., finally done," said Donpa who was satisfied and clenched his hands on the table to be his headboard to fall.


"Taking this book takes a week." While gazing towards the books that were still heavily exposed on the hidden library bookshelves.


Donpa realized his limitations, he often forgot after reading every page in his reading book.


Donpa noted an important point in his reading book, the first book he completed was a shooting star.


The shooting star is a book written by a witch from the kingdom of Lubunica. A book that tells of a witch with high hopes but no power. Donpa took a few words that became his note material, how the magician gained power.


When he finished, he closed the book and then took a break imagining the contents of the story in the book. "I think I need to make a potion like that witch" Donpa said as if planning something.


Donpa intends to return to the ruins of the city to search for some equipment that can still be used.


Unlike before, Donpa journey does not take weeks, with only a few days, he is accustomed to jumping between trees with a speed of movement reaching 120 km/hour.


Although fairly easy and efficient does not mean he does not feel tired, precisely the level of fatigue experienced doubled when stamina and mana consumed simultaneously.


"I think I need to set the breathing pattern." Feeling a little tingling in both legs and head a little dizzy.


Sometimes he stopped jumping and walking, to replenish the mana he used.


The trip, which was previously taken 32 days trip, now only takes 8 days to arrive at the ruins of the city.


"Finally up, too," said Donpa as he spread out both hands.


"Unlike before, this journey has become a little easier" muttered Donpa.


The donpa who arrived at the ruins of the city combed through every place in search of something he could use.


"I feel a little tidying up the appearance does not matter," said Donpa saw his very shabby self.


He appeared to be wearing no clothes, just a piece of cloth covering his chest and torn pants knee-length, and not wearing footwear.


Entering the ruins of a former clothing store building, Donpa picked up some clothes he could use.


"I think it's pretty good" said Donpa, noticing his overall appearance in the large mirror.


Donpa appears to be wearing an elastic tight shirt made from a combination of rubber and black kangaroo skin. Strong enough long-sleeved clothes cover the neck to the wrist. "Smooth enough, I think I'll be safe if I fall or get dragged" said Donpa.


A special set of clothes developed to reduce damage when driving when falling.


Donpa made the shirt as a base by adding some fastening items on the chest, waist, and chest. Then add a tight brown waterproof leather jacket and high boots up to the brown calf.


He tidied his hair by cutting some of it, then pulled his bangs back and pinned it, then with the clasp, he straightened the hair back up.


"I think it's enough" Donpa said after he finished.


He added a belt that could support several small bags on the left and right.


Some of the equipment he collected in a 100 L carrier bag that he found in the ruins of the city, as well as several manuals in the manufacture of various types of materials that he desperately needed.


The Donpa's appearance is much different from that of a gun on the right thigh, a 30 cm knife on the back waist and some explosives on the left thigh.


"But .., before that I want to see the location of the vampire's whereabouts," said Donpa, then left while propping up a large carrier bag containing some of the equipment he had prepared.