Life Simulation: My Talent Is Wool-Chapter 11: Finding a way to get stronger faster

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Finding a way to get stronger faster

With the tracks back on the rails, Luan spent most of the day training, and the wool he created was being taken care of by Catharina.

She proved to be very skilled with her hands, creating teddy bears.

In addition to teddy bears, she also made some simple clothes and pillows.

And, in the blink of an eye, another year passed. Now Luan was 15 years old, and Catharina turned 12.

He was about to go take a shower when something happened.

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Luan opened his eyes.

"Luan, wake up."

His mother’s voice echoed once again, awakening him from the Book of a Thousand Lives.

"I’m coming!" He replied.

The instant he woke up from there, time in the Book of a Thousand Lives froze.

His body felt a bit stiff.

As he got out of bed, he stretched. Sounds of bones echoed in the room.

Even after stretching, Luan still felt pain in his body, especially in his back.

’Looks like I need to reduce the time I spend in the Book of a Thousand Lives...’

The longer he stayed there, the greater the discomfort he felt when returning.

It was worse than sleeping in a bad position.

And even when he tried watching some videos to crack his back, trying to improve it, it didn’t help; that annoying little pain continued to bother him.

"Luan?"

His mother called him for the third time.

"Coming." He opened the door.

"Finally came out." She turned: "Come on, otherwise it’ll get cold."

"Hmm." He nodded.

To the sound of cutlery clinking, the two began to eat in silence.

Luan observed his mother.

Seeing how tired she looked, even though it wasn’t exactly very early, since she wouldn’t be covering the morning shift... It became clear how much she had been pushing herself.

He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but ended up staying quiet.

Telling her not to push herself too hard would perhaps be even more cruel than saying the opposite. After all, she was pushing herself like this because of her daughter who was in a coma.

’Patience... Soon I’ll get something from the Book of a Thousand Lives.’ He thought: ’Then it won’t be too late to help.’

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After accompanying his mother to work, Luan arrived home.

That was also when he had an idea...

’Is it possible to take advantage of the Book of a Thousand Lives to become stronger?’

His plan was the following: Although when leaving the Book of a Thousand Lives he felt some muscle pain, he still felt rested, and the only reason he felt muscle pain was because of the time he spent in the book, but what if he left every day and trained on Earth, then returned?

Honestly, he had never stayed such a short period in the Book of a Thousand Lives, so he didn’t know if this would be possible or not.

But when an idea sprouts in the mind, it’s hard to do anything else, so... First he trained in the room, doing push-ups, squats, etc.

When he was very tired, he lay down on the rug and entered the Book of a Thousand Lives.

One day passed in the book, and he returned after a good night’s sleep there.

When he returned, although his body was still sweaty, after all, a little over a minute had passed... Luan’s eyes shone with happiness as he realized that in fact he was feeling in great condition, as if he had slept for hours.

Just to make sure, he stood up and stretched.

The expected muscle pain never came. Just as he didn’t feel tired either, unlike when he entered the Book of a Thousand Lives.

’It really worked!’

Although he knew that this wouldn’t make him incredibly strong overnight, that didn’t stop him from feeling happy.

Training more would result in improving faster.

Of course, each of his training sessions taking a few minutes of the day would inevitably result in high carbohydrate consumption. Right now his stomach growled.

In other words, if he were to train like this, it would also weigh on his wallet.

’I need to buy something cheap...’

Soon, he thought of eggs.

Eggs were cheap and accessible.

Not to mention that he would only need to cook several of them.

Although it would become monotonous, it didn’t matter, as long as it helped him become stronger.

Thinking like that, he took a shower, got dressed and left the house.

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Back home, the first thing he did was cook a dozen eggs.

Even if he wasn’t going to eat them all at once, it was more economical to cook several at the same time.

Minutes later, they were ready and he peeled the eggs, placing them in a bowl.

After eating four eggs, he felt satisfied, although not full.

For now, he intended to take it easy.

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After training, he created wool.

He could sell 1 kilogram of wool for 200 dollars.

Normally, at most they would pay 150 dollars, but because of the quality of the wool he produced, he could sell it for a higher price. However, producing 1 kilogram of wool was not easy...

’Wait, besides training, could I also keep producing wool?’

A new discovery.

If it really was possible, he could earn enough by selling the wool.

Even more enthusiastic than before.

Because of the mainly mental fatigue from creating wool, he felt even more tired than from the physical training.

Luan entered the Book of a Thousand Lives.

After spending an ordinary day there, he returned at dusk.

These actions were repeated several times.

Practically, every 40 to 50 minutes on Earth, he trained, produced wool, and returned to the Book of a Thousand Lives.

When 18:30 in the evening arrived, his mother called.

"Son, I’ll be arriving late, don’t wait up for me."

It was evident that once again, she would be covering someone else’s shift.

Since the restaurant where she worked was very busy, there was always someone needed to cover a shift, and his mother always made herself available.

Looking at the wool he produced, he thought: ’This must yield more than 1 kilogram, meaning I can get more than 200 dollars per day.’

6 thousand dollars per month was practically double what his mother earned, even with overtime.

This was good news for him.

Luan thought with a tired smile: ’I’ll let my mother think that my talent has improved, and with that, even if I can’t stop her from working, I can prevent her from pushing herself so hard.’

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Day after day, time kept passing.

Luan was getting a little bit stronger every day.

It’s worth noting that now that he could train multiple times in the same day on Earth with a rested body, without overburdening himself... Not only was he getting stronger, but the same thing that happened inside the Book of a Thousand Lives was also happening on the outside.

Little by little, the volume of wool he was capable of producing increased.

Obviously, the amount of food he needed per day also increased.

But with the wool sales, what he spent on food—considering that most of the time he only ate boiled eggs... wasn’t such a big loss.

In fact, he was practically managing to produce 1.5 kilograms of wool per day.

With that, he was earning on average 300 dollars per day.

’Money is no longer such a big problem now.’ He thought: ’I can make enough to pay for the medical appointments as well as the household bills.’

Having said that, what he needs now is to keep making an effort.

He didn’t forget to continue searching for books that might contain crucial information regarding his twin sister.

But even in a world with a millennium of information about talents, it was difficult to gather and investigate.

’How good it would be if something like the internet existed in this world...’

It would be so much easier if something like that existed.

Luan shook his head. There was no point in longing for something that doesn’t exist.

Even if he wanted to bring the internet to this world, it was uncertain whether something like that would even work.

It would cost a lot of time and money—things he didn’t have. So... it was better to set that idea aside.

Picking up the next book, he went back to reading.

"Luan, would you like some more tea?"

Taking his eyes off the book, Luan looked in Catharina’s direction.

Smiling a little, he nodded: "Yes, please."

His cup was refilled.

The steaming liquid released a bittersweet herbal aroma.

Taking the cup, he took a sip: "Good tea."

"I’m glad you liked it." Catharina’s expression was as gentle as a spring breeze. Although she had difficulty smiling, she looked quite adorable.

After serving him tea, she sat down in front of Luan and picked up a book.

While Luan was reading, he stole a few glances in Catharina’s direction.

At first, she didn’t know how to read—it was he who taught her.

She learned quickly, but she still sometimes furrowed her brow in confusion, and soon after showed understanding.

Those changes in expression were quite cute, to say the least.

However, Luan didn’t linger on that for too long and focused back on reading the book.

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The next morning, almost noon.

Holding a book, Luan’s hands trembled slightly.

[Dream Invader]

Those simple words intrigued him, and its content made his heart race.

The book says that upon possessing this talent, the user was capable of entering the world of dreams and experiencing what the target has already done in the past, or entering the person’s dream.

It is described that, upon entering someone’s dream, until it ends, the user remains in a state of hibernation.

It also says that while the user enters someone’s dream, they will either wake up when the dream ends, or when they feel extreme hunger.

There was no more information, but this made him think of his sister, Moly.

’Maybe... Leaving Moly in the hospital wasn’t a good choice?’

If it really is like that, perhaps, if she were no longer connected to the medical equipment, she could wake up once she felt hunger...

But, this is simply a hypothetical situation.

He didn’t know how strong his sister’s talent was. What if it isn’t this and not even something similar?

Not only would he not help, but he could make her situation even worse.

He calmed himself down.

’I should try to find more information about talents related to dreams... If her situation is similar to Moly’s, I’ll have a direction to follow.’

From the kitchen came the rhythmic sound of things being chopped.

Catharina, wearing a simple apron and her long white hair tied up in a high bun, was handling a cut of beef brisket.

Her skill with the knife was impeccable — firm, precise, and fast.

The kitchen and living room space was shared, separated only by a simple counter.

Luan could see Catharina cooking, and a faint smile curved on his lips.

Ever since he started living with her, things had progressed in a much better way.

Having someone to share the chores with, even to share his loneliness... was refreshing, to say the least.

Luan admits that at first he thought that having her around would slow down his training progress, but in reality, instead of that, it increased.

Putting that aside for now, he went back to reflecting on his sister’s possible talent.

If it really is something related to dreams... it would be one of the rarest and most desired talents.