Chapter 203: Laboratory
"Busy," he replied.
"Making more Dream Meth?" Grace walked over, hands behind her, mouth parted. She watched as he wrote a symbol of fire in the air, which condensed into a single flame that bolted into the elixir bottle. There was a light of red, a pulse of magic, and finally, pink crystals. "Wooow. So cool."
The laboratory of Dasha Pang stationed in his personal dimension was open to Grace and Xavier. It was akin to sharing a document on Google Docs, with three specific authorities: guest, membership, and administrator. Guest meant that the individual needed to be brought by an administrator. Membership was exactly as it was described: the individual was allowed to come in accordance to specified factors. For example, time or an item. Dasha heard this was how some small businesses ran their farms. Rather than a house, they created massive farms via bought or pre-owned personal dimensions and had workers—given membership authorities—to come in and do the field work.
There were limitations, however. A personal dimension could only allow fifty people at a time and capped out at three acres of size. In regards to where this personal dimension was in the first place, no books could supply a concrete answer. Some cited the Current of Darkness while others mentioned the Inner World. Neither could be said for certain.
"By the way, I was accepted!" Grace’s proclamation gave him pause. Without having to say anything, Grace elaborated, "I successfully enrolled into the Tower of True Magic’s Sorcerer program! The semester starts on April 1st. I’ll give you all the textbooks and stuff."
"Perfect."
"Oh, but, uh—"