[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school":3,"chapter-is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-chapter-26":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1070707,1384,"Chapter 27 - Guessing About Mana Cores","is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-chapter-26",26,"\u003Cp>“Yup,” the senior said, nodding. “Right now, your brain power’s too weak to mess with magic, let alone hand a mana core to someone else. Plus, you’ve only got one to work with.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, how do I get good at moving magic around?” I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wasn’t letting it go—kept digging for more. She said my mental energy was the holdup, I guess that meant I just needed to grind harder at meditating or something like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush,” she said, brushing me off. “Once classes start, your teacher’s got you covered in the first lesson. Figuring out how to tap into magic? That’s, like, Trainee 101—the bare basics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t spill the details, just passed the buck to some prof I hadn’t met yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay… but can I get a preview of what they’ll teach?” I asked, leaning in, still fishing for scraps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Duh, meditation,” she said, like it was a no-brainer. “What’s better than that for leveling up your mental game?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept prodding, and she didn’t skip a beat—though she paused, like something clicked, and started explaining again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, wait, hang on—I should clear this up. The meditation I’m talking about? Not that basic ‘theoretical’ stuff you’re used to. First class, your teacher’s gonna hit you with the witch-special: a meditation trick that turns your messy mental energy into solid threads. That’s when you can start playing with magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded, kinda getting it, kinda not. So, once school kicked off, I’d unlock this new meditation upgrade. Sounded manageable. I mean, I was pretty solid at the theoretical subjects before I was a trainee—how tough could the witchy version be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks for breaking it down,” I smiled at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No biggie. Anything else?” Her tone shifted a bit, like my question marathon was starting to wear on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took the hint—keep going, and I might annoy her. It was early, she was stuck registering newbies, not running a personal FAQ session.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nope, that’s it—thanks again!” I shot her a quick grin, then bailed before I pushed my luck too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t go far, though—just parked myself in a quiet corner nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That talk had dropped some major info. Like the Witch School app—loaded with stuff I’d need to figure out solo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And magic? Tied to this new meditation deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, and if I heard right, mana cores could be passed around?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, the first core newbies get—like mine—come from a senior handing it over. I’d checked mine with Psi-vision before, and it’s this tiny powerhouse, full of magic that seems to refill slowly and steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I can trade them…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—did that mean some rich jerk could stockpile a bunch of mana cores? In my head, more cores meant more magic, and magic was the fuel for transcendence power. Wasn’t that whole scene just a show of who had got the biggest pile?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a mana bar in a game—the bigger it is, the more spells you could toss out, the stronger you got.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how do they measure strength in the transcendence world? Just counting cores? Nah… probably not that straightforward, right? Too simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook off the crazy ideas. Daydreaming wasn’t gonna solve anything—real answers would come in class, most likely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teachers had to hit the basics sometimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, I needed to worry about my bank account. If I didn’t snag a decent gig soon, I’d be eating dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even something easy would work—flexible hours, pay per shift. I was at Witch School to crack transcendence, not to hustle a side job just to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gotta keep my head in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, making cash right now was a big deal too. I wondered if the academy’s got some kind of broke-student fund? Didn’t I hear something about guys getting a stipend when they enroll?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eh, I’d figure it out later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flipped open the Witch School app and started messing around, digging into the details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The senior had mentioned class assignments and schedules, but when I checked, it was all grayed out—labeled “unassigned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Made sense, though. School hasn’t started yet. They probably didn’t even know how many newbies’d roll in—especially with all the “kidnapped” ones thrown in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t just skip logging the kidnapped kids into the roster and sorting them into classes... right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no updates there, I switched tracks and jumped into the task system. What kind of gigs were floating around in this thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The app broke everything into sections, and the “official” academy tasks popped up first. I figured the top one would be that volunteer gig guiding newbies—nope, it was kidnapping. A “grab THIS kid” mission!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was pinned right at the top, the only one with that VIP status. Tons of people had already accepted it, but it wasn’t marked done yet. Who’s such a hotshot they’d get this kind of attention?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tapped it open. The target? Some newbie named “Tan Han.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the bits of info I had, she was a total genius—the nation’s top scorer, the only one to nail the entrance exam with a perfect score. A perfect score! Even with my fuzzy take on test rankings, I knew that was insane—like, once-every-100-years insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder her name sounded familiar, even if I’d never met her. The last perfect score was forever ago. Of course, Witch School would put out an APB to snag her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No point fantasizing—this job’s way above my pay grade. I’m a freshman too—how am I supposed to “recruit” her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to the hustle. I needed a steady part-time job—ideally something near my dorm or the main teaching area. Convenience is everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After scrolling for what felt like forever, I spotted “Newbie District” in a listing. Wait—my dorm’s in that area, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s basically next door!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clicked it. A bakery job—hiring apprentice clerks. It’d been posted a while, but hardly anyone had jumped on it. Maybe they forgot to pull it down?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever. Worth a try. I’d call and check it out. Worst case, I’d get some practice talking to random people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, learning to bake? That’d be awesome—I could cook stuff up in the dorm kitchen. I’d only seen it once, but letting that big villa’s setup go to waste felt wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to waste. I punched in the number, heart beating a little faster as it rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello? Hi—are you calling about the job?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice picked up the second it connected—sharp and to the point. Sounded like this line was just for applicants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, uh, are you still—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still hiring,” they cut in. “If you’re interested, swing by the spot I’ve got listed for an interview.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cool… thanks so much!” I said, keeping it nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No trouble. Bye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click. They hung up quick—super quick. I stared at my phone. This was for real, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The senior had said I could report scams and even get paid if anything shady went down. That boosted my confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s the risk in giving it a shot? Not like I’d lose an arm over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Translator's note: Yeah! 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