I Am A Wizard Who Can Travel Between Earth And The Other World-Chapter 18 - The Secret of the USB

The report outlined their experiments: forcibly implanting cores into beasts to create hybrids. If a beast accepted the core, it became a mutant. If not, it went berserk and eventually died. Shedim's researchers were working to improve the success rate, control the hybrids, and extend their drastically shortened lifespans.

One section of the report mentioned a request for additional resources from higher-ups.

"This is bigger than I thought," Gin realized. The hideout and breeding facility they had destroyed were merely one branch of the Shedim organization.

The facility wasn't even self-sufficient; it relied on external support for beasts, funding, materials, and even personnel.

The scale of the organization was staggering. Shedim wasn't confined to just one city—it had a presence in multiple urban centers.

"This could get messy," Gin muttered. A massive organization like Shedim wouldn't take kindly to someone interfering with their operations.

For now, he was safe on Earth, but the next time he entered the other world, things might not go so smoothly.

Gin meticulously combed through every report on the USB, organizing the information in his mind as he moved on to the next folder. Most of the data seemed useless at first glance, primarily consisting of observations made after implanting mana cores into beasts.

What intrigued him, however, was the glaring omission of any information on creating or acquiring the cores.

It appeared the cores themselves had been supplied by a third party.

Among the files was documentation and photos of the gorilla-like mutant beast Tae-soo had defeated.

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It was one of Shedim's most successful creations, with a notably long lifespan and the implantation of three cores.

Disappointment welled up in him with each folder he opened.

For all the secrecy and effort Shedim had poured into hiding this data, the contents were underwhelming.

Even the videos contained nothing revolutionary, merely recordings of beasts post-core implantation to document their changes.

When he reached the final folder, he had little expectation left.

Mechanically, he opened the first image—and froze.

Unlike the rest, this wasn't a picture of beasts, mana cores, or experimental materials. Instead, it depicted a fragment of what appeared to be ancient ruins.

A massive wall loomed in the photo, its surface etched with intricate symbols and characters that Gin didn't recognize. The wall was so enormous that even in the wide shot, the symbols were hard to discern.

Zooming in didn't help much. The individual symbols were detailed and complex, and magnification only blurred their outlines. The next set of images showed close-ups of the wall, painstakingly captured in hundreds of photos to provide clarity.

Gin's expression hardened as he examined the first few images. These were symbols he had never seen before—yet, inexplicably, they felt familiar.

So familiar that he had the uncanny sensation he could write them himself. And more than that, a part of him almost seemed to understand their meaning.

It made no logical sense.

Yet, compelled by this mysterious familiarity, he began reading the symbols one by one. Over and over, he studied them, retracing his mental steps to make sure he missed nothing. The sheer number of symbols made each reading time-consuming, but he found himself engrossed. Hours passed unnoticed. By the time Gin looked up, the sky outside had grown dark.

"How did it get so late already?" he murmured, snapping out of his trance. The strange symbols had consumed his sense of time.

And then, as if triggered by his deep focus, an overwhelming torrent of knowledge surged into his mind.

It wasn't a new spell or a magical technique—it was an understanding of the symbols themselves.

Gin blinked, stunned by the flood of information. "Wait... is this even possible?"

The knowledge was as perplexing as it was profound. These weren't ordinary symbols; they were magical glyphs, designed explicitly to shape and direct mana. Each glyph contained layers of meaning and could channel mana flows in intricate ways.

There were 108 basic glyphs, expanded into a system of 3,888 advanced variations, with an additional four special glyphs. Altogether, the system comprised 4,000 glyphs—a staggering feat of magical language.

And somehow, simply reading them had imprinted their structure and meaning into Gin's mind. He now knew the symbols, though he didn't yet understand how to use them. Their true complexity lay in their combinations.

The same glyph could mean entirely different things depending on how it was arranged with others.

With his newfound knowledge, Gin returned to the photos and began reading the symbols anew. This time, the meanings revealed themselves. What he had initially assumed to be information about mana cores or mutant beasts turned out to be something far more significant.

"This ruin... if Shedim lost this site, they must be losing their minds," he muttered.

The glyphs detailed advanced knowledge of mana and biological integration.

Implanting cores into beasts was merely an example, a starting point for the greater possibilities this knowledge offered.

The ruins contained principles that could apply not just to beasts but to all living organisms—including humans.

But fully understanding and applying this knowledge wouldn't be easy. Gin realized it would require extensive study and experimentation to master these concepts.

For now, they were tantalizingly out of reach.

"As if I didn't have enough on my plate already..." he sighed, realizing he'd need to prioritize his tasks.

First, he resolved to resume his regular life by returning to the café.

Despite his obsession with magical research, he didn't want to sever himself entirely from the normal world. Stability, not isolation, was what he sought.

"Biological research first," he decided. The glyphs' potential for enhancing physical bodies fascinated him.

If he could harness that power, he'd be able to strengthen himself for real combat—a necessity if he intended to keep venturing into the other world.

The knowledge felt like a key to ascending to the next stage of magic.

Only after mastering this would he move on to finding and analyzing another portal. That task seemed daunting, but Tae-soo remained optimistic.

His growing familiarity with the mana of the other world would surely help him track one down.

Clutching his temple against the dull throb of exhaustion, Gin collapsed onto his bed. The day had left him mentally drained, and he knew his focus wouldn't hold much longer.

Rest came swiftly, and with it, the promise of another day to tackle the challenges ahead.

By the time morning came, Gin woke with the precision of a perfectly tuned internal clock. Refreshed and ready, he dressed quickly and left for the café.

It was time to return to the rhythm of his daily life—at least for now.