The ghoul made his way back in the higher rooms of the manor after leaving his in the basement, and as per orders, he decided to go out to train in order to increase his battle prowess and better follow his master's order, who graciously took him under his wings.

  --------------------------Jack POV-----------------------------

  I never spewed as much bullshit as I did today in my whole life, I must say that I have some talent in it, if I had found this talent of mine before dying, I would have gone down the politic career.

  Doesn't matter, I now need to find a quiet place outside this zone and I should be ok; something is telling me that my can immediately know everything that happens in here, so I better look out for it, I don't want to blow my cover.

  I made my way in the undead zone, and after entering in my stealth state I wasted some time killing the undeads in front of the manor in order to keep up the appearances, you never know; if you scheme against someone, that someone could have already prepared a counter scheme, it's always better be at least three to four moves ahead and never think they can't see through your plans... especially when your age in two lifes is less than theirs in only one.

  By the time I killed all the undeads in front of the manor four hours passed, but my stamina is still in the 3/4 range, so I'm not worried of being caught in the middle of another battle, it's time to go slightly away and review my past notices and status.

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  Woah, does this mean that from now on I'm completely immune from any kind of mental attack? This sure is helpful, considering the fucker down there can kill me with only a thought.

  Moreover, this gives me new option, if I play my cards right, then I should be able to advance to the first part of my evolution plan with an even better result than even my imagined , I only need to pull it off... the best thing is, he gave me all the information needed thinking I would forget after he killed me.

  He's really the best kind of villain one could hope for.... the ones who fuck themselves by revealing everything to the protagonist, the difference is that I couldn't do a comeback before dying; for this I'll give him a passing grade, though if it was everyone else but me, then his plan would have been perfect.

  It seems that a long life does help in these kind of things.

  Let's put things in order, first I need to figure out this spatial affinity; let's see what I can do. I used spatial magic around me, just like an elemental cloak, but as I tried, the magic covered a good ten meters around me... and I that hoped for some kind of immunity to physical attacks.

  This being said, I can now feel everything in those ten meters, and when I say everything, I really mean everything; from the soil to the air, from the old bones under me to the magic particles around me; though I am some kind of black figure, spatial magic can't pass me, so I think that everything with life... no, that can't be right, spatial magic can't go through things that have too much magic particles in them.

  The world around me abruptly changed, now I can feel even more precisely, it's like I can tell the exact distance between me and everything else down to the millimeter (even more if I concentrate on it).

  I don't know how this will be useful to me, even if I know that I'm 3.6594 meters away from the wall, then wh-

  From a second to another I found myself at 0.1286 meters from the wall.

  Ok, now I understand, no need to think that if I had make a mistake I would have found myself one meter inside the wall, let's try to use both the spatial affinity and the Summon house skill, here I go.

  I was finally able to develop my inventory? "Show skill Spatial pocket"

  It's useful, but for now it doesn't matter, for now I need to train, the target is to hit level one hundred.