Fake Professor, Misunderstood As Strong - Chapter 209

Chapter 209: The Hidden Train Station… Part-1.
Jareth nodded his head at Mark and Risa, who entered the car to return their greeting, and then spoke in a calm voice.

“In the past months or two, you three have made a lot of progress, which is indeed quite impressive, but keep in mind that there is no end to the path of strength…”

“Don’t lose sight of your ambitions just because of a momentary gain…”

The three nodded their heads at Jareth’s words.

After coming back from the Abyss Altar, Jareth has been busy with that research team that the government officials provided him.

He’s already started his preliminary research, and there are already some positive results this early, as Jareth himself dedicated a lot of his own time to help out in the matter.

In his free time, he has been instructing the trio and training them every once in a while.

Jareth has already talked things out with Thomas, and there will be no need to worry even if the four of them don’t stay at the university and are absent.

‘While I am absent, the progress on the research will slow down, but that’s to be expected…’

Just when Jareth was busy thinking about various matters in his mind, Risa suddenly asked,

“Vice-principal, can you tell me more about your adventure in the Abyss Altar Area?”

Although Mark and Azul hesitate to talk much with Jareth and dare not bother him with a lot of questions, Risa has no such thoughts in her mind.

From her point of view, Jareth is that cool uncle type of person who brings a lot of cool stories and stuff whenever he drops by every once in a while.

Upon hearing that question, Jareth waved his hand and cast a silencing spell around the four, ensuring the driver couldn’t hear what they were discussing.

After all, the driver is but an ordinary man; information about the Abyss Altar will do him more harm than good if he knew about it.

“Your three, refer to me as ‘Teacher’ from here on… As for the Abyss Altar, make sure you don’t tell anyone else what I am telling you…”

Three nodded their heads at Jareth’s words, and he continued speaking.

“I only told vague details on the press conference that day, but there are a lot of things that I omitted…”

“We have enough time right now, so I shall tell you more about it…”

The group is traveling via car today to a particular underground train station; it will take a while to reach that place, so Jareth has enough free time right now anyway.

So he decided to satisfy their curiosity.

“The Abyss Altar is an area filled with miasma to the brim; the moment you step there, you will need to deploy your mana shield almost instantly…”

“If you don’t do so, the miasma in the surroundings will corrupt you and turn you into hideous mutated monsters that have no mind and no free will…”

Jareth glanced at the three and said in a solemn tone,

“Contrary to popular belief, Miasma is actually a semi-conscious existence… It has an ‘incomplete’ consciousness of its own…”

“It can change and adapt according to the situations easily, and whoever it affects, it tries its best to torment them in the worst possible ways…”

“In my journey to the core of that Abyss… I saw hundreds of different kinds of mutated creatures…”

“There were those who could only laugh like maniacs even in immense pain, and there were those who could only talk like puppets and had no free will of their own…”

“There were powerful illusions, and there were twisted spirits and curses everywhere…”

“A dark miasmic fog covered everything, and it was impossible to see farther than a few meters with the naked eyes…”

The trio listened to Jareth’s story with a look of great interest and curiosity, so Jareth continued,

“This story of mine can bring you inspirations too… In case you encounter dense miasma-filled places one day in your journey…”

“You just need to follow along and do exactly the same thing I did: deploy your mana shield at full capacity and constantly keep recreating it all over again so that corruption doesn’t get the hold of it…”

“And you must carry a lot of mana recovery potions with you in case you run out of mana…”

“There was no mana in the Abyss Altar Area, so I had to use nearly a hundred mana recovery potions in my journey… If not for them, even I would have run out of mana long ago…”

Mark and the others misunderstand that Jareth has massive mana capacity, and his maximum mana is extremely high.

So if even his mana was about to run out and even he had to use nearly a hundred potions to recover, that means that the mana consumption to travel in the abyss altar area must have been extremely high.

Listening to his words, the three of them were shocked.

Jareth is the same person who fought Konda for three days and three nights without taking a moment’s rest and then came out victorious without suffering a single injury.

His mana capacity is said to be so high that it is considered equal to five grade-1 mages altogether.

What they don’t know is that his mana capacity is actually barely equal to an early-stage grade-2 mage!

The only reason he’s able to display such great feats of having tons of mana is because he can replenish it extremely fast due to mana singularity.

If he’s stuck in a miasma-filled place, he can’t replenish his mana, and he won’t have more mana than any other early-stage grade-2 mage either.

Still, with mana singularity, his control over his mana is extremely high, so he wastes almost no amount of mana when using magic, and he’s extremely efficient.

Thus, even with low mana, he can contend with others with higher mana capacity much easier.

Moreover, his mana is extremely pure, so that’s also a plus point for him.

For the next hour or so, Jareth kept telling the three about the various monsters he saw and what methods he used to beat them all.

Mark and the three had an awkward look on their faces when they heard his methods of dealing with monsters.

Jareth literally used basic-grade magic to create massive explosions and fired basic mana beams like they were grade-1 magic, thus wiping out hordes of monsters with minimal amounts of magic.

This kind of strategy can only be used by someone like him who has a legendary skill in his arsenal. Mark and the others can’t even fathom how his basic magic is so god d*mn overpowered.

Any casual attack from Jareth is enough to be considered a city-destroying attack, so the three of them can’t fathom his strategies and can’t replicate them.

All they can do is learn from it and try to adopt these strategies in their own magic capabilities.

After a while, Jareth finally mentioned the incident with Zion Reid.

He hasn’t talked about Zion to even those people who bought the information with lots of resources.

Jareth has kept his presence a secret, but he’s talking about it to these three because he has a premonition that these three will definitely meet Zion one day.

“At the end of my journey, I reached the core area of the Abyss Altar, where the golden palace was located… There I found a man named Zion Reid…”

“His goal was the same as mine; he likely used a teleportation scroll to reach that place… And he was there for the same item that I wanted for myself…”

“For particular reasons, I can’t tell you about that ‘item’ in detail, but in short, it was the core of a certain ancient artifact…”

“I had a massive conflict with that man… And our battle ended in a draw…”

Hearing Jareth’s words, the three of them were so shocked that they nearly jumped up from their seats.

In their opinion, Jareth is an unbeatable person who can go toe to toe with world-destroying threats like Konda easily without getting a single injury.

And to think that someone was able to keep up with Jareth and force him into a ‘draw’-like situation, that’s simply too shocking to hear.

“That man was very strong; he had the body of a semi-grade-1 warrior and the mind of a peak level wizard… He was the strongest enemy I had faced in my whole life…”

“He was an intelligent and crafty foe; we fought each other for several hours, and our battle laid waste to the area…”

“The realm of consciousness that we were in was shattered to bits, then even the golden palace was half destroyed along with the golden bridge that got decimated entirely…”

“In the end, he succeeded in escaping using a teleportation method that I was completely unaware of, and he took the other piece of the core fragment along with him…”

“Now I only have half of the core fragment, and the other half is in his hands… He also swore that he would come back someday to look for me…”

Talking about that matter, Jareth sighed to himself. If he were a bit stronger and that attack card had landed on Zion, the other fragment of the core of the artificial sun would have been his by now.

Then his research would have progressed even faster than it is doing now.

‘I am still too weak after all; relying on attack enhancement cards can only get me so far; I need more trump cards in my arsenal…’

Zion could already sense the presence of those attack enhancement cards in Jareth’s possession with his intuition, so Jareth needs something else now that even Zion can’t perceive.