Chapter 16: OP Cheat!
Eight. Long. Hours.
That was how long it took for the very last student in the class to finally connect to the Loom.
By then, Ren was already convinced that either time passed differently in this world, or someone in the administration department really needed to invent magical appointment slots.
His butt was sore from sitting, his legs had gone numb twice, and if he hadn't developed the patience of a monk in his last life doing hundred-hour microscope sessions, he would've snapped and started weaving people's mouths shut just for some entertainment.
He couldn't believe that out of all the advancements in magic, no one had thought of optimizing basic group orientation.
"Welcome to the Surface," he muttered dryly to himself, "where enlightenment is slow, and everyone's spiritual journey comes with a waitlist."
But instead of whining or falling asleep like some of the others, Ren did what he always did best; observe, analyze, and experiment.
He closed his eyes and calmly entered the strange mental state he had experienced when he touched the orb; the moment where the threads of reality shimmered into view like glowing nerves of the universe.
Now that he had officially awakened as a weaver apprentice, he could reach out and feel the Loom surrounding him very easily. But there was a catch.
A very annoying catch.
He could only sense a tiny portion of the Loom that was barely a few inches around him, like a soap bubble of awareness.