[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-strongest-existence-becomes-teacher":3,"chapter-strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-chapter-17":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Strongest Existence Becomes Teacher",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1723379,2200,"Chapter 17: A Break Between Spells","strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-chapter-17",17,"\u003Cp>The flame hovered gently above his palm, flickering like a candle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan stared at it, eyebrows raised. \"That... was easier than expected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire made no sound. No wild bursts. Just steady heat and glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his hand slightly. The flame moved with him, obedient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then widened his stance and hurled it at the nearest target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A puff of fire, a satisfying scorch mark, and the dummy’s head lit up like a torch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice.\")\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dusted off his hands and pulled more mana into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s dial it up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he focused harder—recalling all those over-the-top fireballs from old anime. Giant swirling infernos, dragon-shaped eruptions, city-level explosions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t go that far. But the next fireball was definitely bigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Computer, prepare rapid magic-response targets. Moving ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Affirmative.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spinning targets with reactive shielding popped up from the floor, shifting left and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s play.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fired again. Fireballs, fire-lances, jets of flame. Some curved. Some exploded. Some fizzled out and popped like a matchstick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most missed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, fire magic is fun—but not as easy as I thought...\" Ethan muttered, watching the last of the dummies smolder and collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But maybe I should stop using fire now,\" he added, glancing around at the scorch marks creeping along the floor and walls. \"Before I burn the entire chamber down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward the nearest panel. \"Computer, tell the bots to extinguish any remaining fires.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Command received. Fire suppression protocols active.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small maintenance drones zipped in from side vents, spraying targeted foam and mist on lingering flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan crossed his arms. \"Now then... what should I try next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped his chin thoughtfully. \"How about... thunder? Or lightning?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he frowned, shaking his head. \"Nah. Its similar to fire . And let’s be honest—thunder’s just... sharp fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved dismissively, grinning. \"I said what I said.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cracked his knuckles and looked at his palm again. \"Let’s go with something chill. Literally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ice magic it is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ice magic, as it turned out... was almost too easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a thought, frost coiled around his fingers. A flick of his wrist, and crystalline spears jutted forward, pinning fresh targets to the wall like they owed him money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" Ethan muttered, watching another icy explosion freeze a dummy solid before shattering it into glittering snow-dust. \"Maybe I’m a little too good at this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His control was precise, movement minimal. The cold obeyed his intention before he even finished shaping the spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guess being made of mind for so long has its perks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Time Skip — Hours Later]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spellcasting chamber looked like a war zone now—melted metal, cracked floor tiles, and frozen air pockets from all his tests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in the center, panting lightly, surrounded by runes still dimly glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" he exhaled, \"elemental magic? Not a problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his fingers. Nothing dramatic. Just a simple wind push. A minor stone float. A spark of controlled light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he raised his hand—and mana pulsed in a strange rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Non-elemental magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d moved on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space magic? He managed a tiny displacement spell—just enough to blink a stone across the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gravity magic? A dense pull on a single dummy. The thing dropped and cracked like a sack of bricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And time...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even the smallest spell had worked. A minor acceleration on a flame flicker, causing it to loop slightly longer. A stasis bubble the size of a marble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at his hand afterward, thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I shouldn’t be able to do that yet,\" he muttered. \"Time here... shouldn’t even exist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—he’d bent it. Slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat down, letting his mana settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t much. But it meant something had changed after his rebirth. Something fundamental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Null body must’ve formed a time essence,\" he murmured. \"Just... not enough to anchor it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rested his arms over his knees, eyes fixed ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This place still has no time... but I can touch it. Nudge it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I really need a way out of here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his fist, summoning a flicker of Null for comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think that’s when it’ll happen. When I can use everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed, not in frustration—but quiet certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Ethan leaned back, still pondering how he could possibly find a way out of this sealed-off reality, the computer’s voice chimed in once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Notification: Physical training dummies have been replenished. Martial arts and weapon-based training bots are now online. Additional combat units are under fabrication, as per previous design protocols.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked. \"Oh yeah... gave those blueprints when I was walking to the spellcasting chamber.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, dusting frost from his shirt where his last Ice spell had backfired slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well then.\" He rolled his neck, joints cracking, and gave a half-smile. \"Time to master martial arts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dramatic pause. He turned slightly, narrowed his eyes at nothing in particular, and struck a confident stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Why do I do that?\" he mumbled, half to himself. \"Seriously,Every time. It’s like I’m giving some closing one-liner at the end of a Chapter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed. \"I’ve been alone for too long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then with a casual shrug, he walked off, heading toward the newly activated martial hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever. Time to see how many combat styles I can break before lunch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door hissed open, and he disappeared into the corridor beyond—half smirking, half wondering if he’d just meme’d himself again.\u003C\u002Fp>",924,"2026-06-06T15:36:00.738Z",1,"novelbin.me","c950032bb813a79212d84e6b0c59e38e78a2c7c29e41363a7b9fe5cd5bb2e57e","strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-chapter-18","strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-chapter-16",275,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstrongest-existence-becomes-teacher-cover.jpg"]