Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203: Stubborn

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Many dropped cross legged to meditate, instinctively trying to absorb this sudden blessing.

Some who had been stagnant for years, instantly broke through to the next rank.

The streets were filled with noise as all wondered. Everywhere, people asked the same thing: What’s happening?

Back inside the training room, Atticus stood calmly and turned toward Avalon and Magnus, who were still staring at him, speechless.

He decided to explain.

"I just linked myself to the world. The energy levels adjusted based on mine."

Magnus nodded like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Avalon, on the other hand, just shook his head. He didn’t even know where to begin understanding what his son was saying.

Still, they carried on.

"Are you ready, Grandpa?" Atticus asked.

Magnus gave a sharp nod.

Atticus gestured to the space in front of him, and Magnus sat cross legged, unmoving.

"Alright. I need you to calm your breath and your mana."

Magnus obeyed, his breath slowing, his energy gradually settling.

’So weird,’ Avalon thought as he watched the scene.

Atticus stood in front of seated Magnus, giving instructions like a master to a disciple.

’Father became the student.’ He almost laughed.

Sure, Atticus had done something similar for him before, but seeing Magnus in this position was... surreal.

Still, Avalon smiled. To have the men of their family gathered in one room again, it felt right.

’Well... except Caldor,’ he chuckled inwardly.

"I’m going to start now, Grandpa."

Atticus’s voice cut through his thoughts, and Avalon immediately focused.

Atticus closed his eyes and raised his arm. Instantly, he entered a state of complete focus.

’It can only be that way.’

Whisker had advised him to create strong soldiers that would defend Eldoralth. But he had only suggested a goal, not a method.

Meaning, the idea of turning people into true Eldorians was just that, an idea. He hadn’t told Atticus how to achieve it.

That part... Atticus would have to figure out for himself.

Because of this, he had pondered endlessly over how to achieve something like this. He sifted through dozens of ideas, tested countless theories in his mind.

Eventually, he arrived at just one conclusion: Mana signatures.

’The Apexes still have their power.’

Atticus had once copied the mana signatures of the Apex cores. And because his own core was more complete, closer to becoming a true Eldorian than theirs, the world had accepted his copy as the original.

This principle... it was what he intended to build on.

’Since I now hold the World Core, it shouldn’t matter how many copies I make.’

Now that he possessed the complete World Core, Atticus believed he could replicate any signature he wanted without consequences.

’I’ll make a copy of all the races, and fuse them with him.’

But even as he reached this decision, he understood just how daunting it was.

’This would’ve taken a while...’

The first time he had bonded with a core, it had been the Auralithis core. Back then, he instinctively knew he wouldn’t be able to attempt another for two weeks, until his body fully recovered.

’I can make it shorter for him.’

While he had once been stronger than Magnus, now that he was a god, Atticus could accelerate the process. He could force Magnus’s body to recover instantly.

’I’ll start with Vampyros.’