Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World. Chapter 189 -189

Next day...

Anon awoke to the sound of heavy rain pouring outside. Lightning illuminated the sky, casting an eerie glow through his window. The storm raged on, creating an atmosphere of raw power and intensity.

"In this weather, I crave a chocolate shake and so cookies. Rainy days are my favorite," Anon mused, gazing out at the tempestuous scene with a mix of awe and excitent. There was sothing about the chaos of nature that stirred his adventurous spirit.

With the academy closed due to the relentless downpour, Anon sought sothing to occupy his ti.

The previous night's encounters with the ogre girls had left him fatigued and his swollen dick yearned for a break after claiming so many virginities last night.

"Those tight pussies got last night, hehehe." Anon laughed.

"It's been a while since I checked my status. Let's see how it looks now."

Anon tapped into his mind and accessed his status, eager to see the progress he had made until now...

Status:

[Na: Anon Agreil]

[Level: 64]

[Exp: 30,009,655/990,000,000]

[SP: 254]

[Age: 16]

[Race: Human]

[Class: Cerebraxis]

[Mana: 240,400/240,400]

[HP: 480,800/480,800]

[Skills: 199 Skills]

[SBP: 30,000]

[Book of Wisdom]

[Recipe Shop]

[Skill Combo Loadout]

"Now this looks impressive. My status resembles to a final boss now," Anon murmured, a sense of pride surging within him. He had grown imnsely in power and experience, becoming a force to be reckoned with in this supernatural realm.

Hmmm, let's see if the skill shop has sothing intresting in it.

[Skill Shop Can't be opened due to severed connection with demon gods.]

"Sealed off because I can't contact the demon gods. Hmmm, what to do now?" Anon pondered, his mind brimming with possibilities.

"Let's take a round in the underground city."

Deciding to venture into the underground city and witness the ongoing activities of the ogres, Anon prepared himself.

As he made his way through the underground passages, Anon marveled at the intricate architecture and the bustling community that thrived within the depths.I think you should take a look at

"We greet you, your majesty," the guards stationed at the entrance bowed in unison, their respect palpable in the air. Anon acknowledged their gesture with a nod, acknowledging the responsibility that ca with his newfound position.

"Yes, yes... Where is everyone?" Anon inquired, his gaze sweeping across the vicinity. He expected to witness the ogres engaged in their various endeavors, utilizing their unique skills and strengths.

"Your majesty, everyone is currently asleep since it's dayti up there," one of the guards responded, pointing toward the ceiling above. The underground city operated on a reversed day-night cycle, allowing the ogres to carry out their tasks in harmony with their nocturnal nature.

"Ah, yes. I forgot you all sleep during the day and work at night," Anon acknowledged, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The ogres' unique lifestyle fascinated him, offering glimpses into a world that operated differently from the human realm.

"I wonder what sephie is upto ?"

Anon's curiosity led him toward Sephie's lab, where the brilliant scientist pursued her groundbreaking experints. The lab stood as a testant to her ingenuity, housing an array of advanced machinery and mystical artifacts.

As Anon approached the entrance gate to Sephie's lab, a low rumbling sound reverberated through the air. The gate, infused with enchantnts and powered by intricate chanisms, responded to his presence.

"Welco, master. Please enter," the gate spoke, its tallic voice resonating with a hint of reverence. The gate swung open, granting Anon access to the domain of knowledge and innovation within.

Anon stepped into Sephie's lab and was imdiately greeted by an otherworldly ambiance. The mana in the air was dense, crackling with an untapped power. The lab's interior was a fusion of tal and arcane wonders, a testant to Sephie's relentless pursuit of scientific advancent.

His eyes scanned the room, taking in the sights of shelves adorned with preserved monster organs sealed in crystal jars. The shelves stood as silent witnesses to the extensive research conducted within these walls.

Making his way toward the experint room, Anon beheld Sephie and her trusted assistant, Ogre No.7069, engaged in a montous project. They stood before an imposing figure—an ogre adorned in an intricately crafted suit of mithril armor. At the armor's core, a pulsating blue hue radiated with untad energy.

"Okay, No.9799, try it now," Sephie commanded, her voice resonating with a mix of excitent and anticipation. With a well-practiced motion, she clicked on the blue core situated at the armor's center, unleashing a surge of power.

As the core activated, its vibrant blue hue transford into a deep, intense red, illuminating the room with a srizing glow. The air crackled with energy, the very essence of the room pulsating with newfound potential.

No.9799, the ogre entrusted with the trial, prepared to showcase his strength. He reached for a rod adorned with heavy weight plates, its sheer mass dwarfing the strength of any ordinary being. With unwavering determination, he attempted to lift the colossal weight.

However, the imnse strain took its toll on No.9799's body. His eyes, nose, and ears began to bleed, a testant to the raw power coursing through his veins. Before he could regain his balance, his body succumbed to the overwhelming force, collapsing onto the floor, unconscious.

"Another failure," Sephie spoke with a tinge of disappointnt, her shoulders slumping montarily. Despite her brilliant mind and tireless efforts, success eluded her grasp in this particular endeavor.

"What were you trying to accomplish, exactly?" Anon questioned, his voice laced with curiosity and a touch of concern. Sephie and Ogre No.7069 swiftly turned their attention toward Anon, acknowledging his presence with a respectful bow.

"Master."

"Your majesty."

"That device looks intriguing. What does it do exactly?" Anon inquired, his gaze shifting between the gleaming armor and the enigmatic core at its center. The complexity of the creation piqued his interest, sparking a fla of curiosity within his mind.

"Master, I have dedicated the past seventy days to its developnt," Sephie began, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of pride and ambition. She reveled in the opportunity to explain her work to soone who understood and appreciated the intricacies of her craft.

"Hmm, what does it do? Or rather, what was its intended purpose?" Anon probed further, his tone laced with genuine curiosity. He admired Sephie's tenacity and her unwavering commitnt to pushing the boundaries of scientific exploration.

"This creation was designed to amplify the power of ogres, forging a path toward their ascendance," Sephie explained, her voice carrying a tinge of excitent. She believed in the potential of her creation, the possibility of empowering the ogre race to reach new heights of strength and capability.

"But it seems that I have encountered consistent setbacks and disappointnts," Sephie confessed, a hint of frustration seeping into her words. Despite her expertise, she found herself grappling with unforeseen obstacles that hindered the realization of her vision.

"Why has it been unsuccessful?" Anon inquired, his mind working to unravel the intricacies of the situation. He understood that behind every failure lay valuable lessons, ripe with potential for growth and innovation.

"The core, obtained from monsters, does not respond as expected within this construct," Sephie revealed, her voice tinged with a mix of frustration and determination. She knew that the key to unlocking the potential of her creation lay in understanding and harnessing the elusive nature of the core.

"Please elaborate," Anon requested, his eyes fixed on the core's pulsating glow, his mind spinning with possibilities.

"This core forms within a monster when it absorbs mana from its surroundings, storing the excess energy that it fails to utilize," Sephie elucidated, her voice filled with the passion of a true scholar. "However, within this construct, it has displayed unpredictable behavior, defying our attempts to harness its true potential."

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As Sephie concluded her explanation, a sudden, blaring sound echoed through the lab, jolting both Anon and Sephie from their conversation. The piercing alarm-like noise signaled an urgent developnt, demanding their imdiate attention.