I Became a Genius Mechanic at the Academy – Chapter 32

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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Gracia couldn’t believe his eyes.

The boy standing before him with an indifferent expression, Ed, possessed a mana capacity unlike anything he had ever seen.

“It’s as if his mana capacity was measured with a ruler. How can a human body have such a mana distribution…?”

Ed’s mana capacity, as perceived by Gracia’s Blue Eye, was divided evenly among 37 points.

Precisely 50% was concentrated in his chest, while the remaining 50% was distributed equally among 36 other points, each holding 1.38%.

He had seen countless mana distributions in his life, but this was a first.

‘He also has far more mana points than the average student’

The sheer number of mana points—37—was astonishing.

Even Gracia himself only had 20.

This commoner boy had a multitude of mana points spread evenly throughout his body, suggesting an exceptional capacity for precise movements.

‘And his total mana reserves…are far greater as well’

The black-haired boy possessed almost the same amount of mana as Enya.
Not only the number of mana points but also the mana itself was innate.
However, there was one question—how could a boy with such a ridiculous amount of mana and mana points had awakened mana for the first time as an acquired ability?
How could he have possibly awakened such a vast quantity of mana and mana points?
Unraveling this mystery would likely involve confronting the Imperial Family and Professor Elena.

The boy was under the protection of the Archmage and the Princess.

“You are…a very unique case. I’ve never seen such an evenly distributed mana capacity.”

Gracia stated his observation calmly, then continued with a serious expression,

“However…it lacks any distinctive features. Your mana is too dispersed.”

Having a large number of mana points wasn’t necessarily advantageous.

Ed’s 37 mana points resulted in an overly fragmented distribution.

“You have 37 mana points…excluding the one in your chest, they all have the same capacity. This is ideal for balanced combat, but it prevents you from developing any specialized techniques. Frankly, it’s the worst possible distribution for a swordsman.”

In Gracia’s judgment, Ed’s case was the worst-case scenario.

The large mana capacity in his chest didn’t offer any significant advantages, aside from facilitating mana distribution throughout his body.

“…Your mana control is excellent. You can distribute mana evenly throughout your body without any loss. However…it will be difficult for you to develop a distinctive fighting style as a swordsman. Someone with a high mana capacity in their right arm, like me, would specialize in powerful slashes. Someone with high capacity in their legs would excel in swift swordplay. Someone with high capacity in their head, like Eleiya, would develop magic swordsmanship… You, however, fit none of these categories.”

Gracia felt a pang of regret.

Despite awakening his mana later in life and already demonstrating excellent control, the boy’s natural mana distribution limited his potential as a swordsman.

He patted Ed’s shoulder.

“Don’t be too discouraged. The answer lies within yourself. By next week, I want you to devise a training method and a weapon technique that compensates for your weaknesses. This will be your most challenging assignment yet.”

Gracia dismissed Ed.

But Ed’s expression showed no sign of disappointment or discouragement.

He was smiling confidently.

‘Don’t worry, Gracia. I’ve already found the answer’

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Thursday.

The long-awaited Thursday had finally arrived.

The hellish schedule of classes from 9 AM to 10 PM, Monday through Wednesday, was over.

This week, however, hadn’t been too grueling.

Being the first week, most classes were introductory, consisting mainly of syllabus overviews.

Gracia was the only professor who had conducted a full lecture.

“So, most of the NPCs followed me”

After attending all the classes until Wednesday, he realized that several NPCs were mirroring his schedule.
It wasn’t just a coincidence, as it’s highly unlikely for the classes they’re taking to ‘accidentally’ overlap out of the 53 available courses.
Even statistically, the odds of a 1 in 53 chance happening multiple times in a row is too slim, so it was clear they were intentionally following his schedule.

“Anyway, that’s for later. Finally!”

He decided to address that issue later.

His current priority was the enhanced suit development!

Thursday had arrived, and he had four free days—Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday—to dedicate to his project.

It was time to complete the Defensive function he had envisioned!

“Hey, Fix.”

“Woooom!”

He called out to his assistant, “Fix,” disguised as a piece of research equipment.

Fix transformed and cheerfully spun its head.

Ed stroked its head.

“Good boy. Were you bored? How was the research going?”

“Woooom!”

Fix had been diligently working on the research he’d assigned.

Perhaps it had achieved a breakthrough during his three-day absence.

Fix’s skills were equivalent to his own Dexterous Hands level.

After three days of continuous experimentation, there was reason to be hopeful.

It was time to see the results.

“Woooom!”

Fix rolled forward, leading Ed to the area where he had been conducting research on magnetic fields using formulas and superconductors.

“As expected…!”

He saw the fruits of Fix’s labor.

A magnetic field perfectly contained a widely dispersed plasma field.

Ed grinned and patted Fix’s head again.

“Good job, Fix. You’re the best assistant.”

“Woooom! ♥”

Fix spun its head again, displaying a heart symbol on its chest and playing a familiar tune.

It was the music it always played whenever he praised it.

“[I can’t hold it back anymoooooore~~~♬]”

“Hey, Fix, turn off the music.”

“Woooom…”

He decided to appreciate Fix’s humor later.

Now was the time to review the research results.

“Show me the research logs”

Fix’s monitor displayed a list of research logs.

Ed clicked on the “Notable Records” section that Fix had highlighted.

Just as he suspected.

“So, that’s how it works. Good job, Fix.”

“Woooom!”

The results matched his expectations.

To contain the dispersed plasma, a specific combination of the “Release” and “Form Preservation” formulas was required.

Having realized this through his “Engineering Mind,” he had instructed Fix to find the perfect mana ratio between the two formulas to stabilize the plasma.

After numerous trials and errors, Fix had succeeded.

“3.45 to 6.74, huh?”

The ratio was Release:Form Preservation = 3.45:6.74.

For every 3.45 mana units used for the Release Formula, 6.74 units were needed for the Form Preservation Formula.

Adding the plasma into the equation resulted in a ratio of 1:3.45:6.74.

To stabilize one unit of plasma mana, 3.45 units were required for Release and 6.74 for Form Preservation.

“Now, I just need to apply the plasma shield to the mana shield.”

He had successfully contained the dispersed, circular plasma within a magnetic field.

This world might lack modern technology, but it had “formulas”—an overpowered cheat code.

Now, he needed to integrate this plasma shield with the mana shield.

That would create the equivalent of “a Marine with 10 defense, protected by Defensive Matrix and Irradiate, taking no damage.”

It would function as a protective shield while also inflicting significant damage to enemies who got too close.

“I can’t wait to see Gracia’s reaction.”

Gracia had told him that he had the worst possible body for a swordsman, lacking any distinctive features.

He had been tasked with devising a training method and weapon technique to compensate for his weaknesses.

But Ed already knew his strengths and weaknesses.

He had intentionally designed his body this way.

“I’m just a battery.”

He had no talent for formulas.

He could only use the six formulas inscribed on his core mana stone.

He had no talent for weapon techniques or physical combat either.

He had never held a sword or received any swordsmanship training.

“But I can build a suit.”

He could build an amazing suit, combining his knowledge of engineering and science with this world’s mana and formulas.

His role was to be the battery, efficiently providing power to operate the suit.

“Fix, let’s complete the Defensive function today.”

“Wooom!”

He intended to have the enhanced suit mostly completed before the next class.

If he was going to be a battery, the suit he powered had better be impressive.

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