Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

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Quetzalcoatl nodded after Aquarina’s words, as he decided to help out cleaning everything. It wasn’t anything hard either way, but his stomach felt so heavy and full he had a hard time moving around.

He might have eaten a bit too much, perhaps more than his own stomach could take, but he endured it and slowly felt a bit better.

Eating so much delicious food was certainly not something he had expected to do after everything that happened to him, so he was very grateful regardless.

“Alright, we’re done here, let’s keep going…!” Aquarina nodded, walking outside the cave with her friends.

“Hah, just how long do we have left until we get to the damn ants?” Asked Justicio. “The sun’s already at the other side of the horizon! In an hour or two it’ll be dark…”

“Well, it’s not like we can’t see in the dark right?” Silvia giggled. “All Desert Elves can do that! And I heard from my mama that we used to be nocturnal people originally. We just wake up at day because of the traditions we inherited from our human ancestor, the hero of stone.”

“Wait is this why the other Desert Elves never show up at day?!” Asked Justicio. “I guess that’s why we never see them.”

“It’s not as if they don’t walk at day but they usually rest underground yeah,” said Silvia. “In their own villages of course… I’ve heard from my dad that they come to visit us at night, mostly merchants selling and buying from us. I wish we could have a better relationship… no desert elf lives in our village.”

“Maybe they’re scared you’re all big muscleheads,” laughed Khepri, she was quite ruthless with her words sometimes.

“Khepri! How can you be so mean?” Silvia cried. “W-We aren’t muscleheads! Also that’s mostly the other people we are different, right Justicio?”

“Eh? Ah, yeah of course…” Justicio nodded. “I was never a fan of exercising or showing off my muscles…”

“I think your tribe are even more muscle headed than the Amazonian,” laughed Aquarina. “You guys seriously can’t stop thinking about exercising every day.”

“That’s just traditions passed down by our Ancestor the Hero of Stone! To be honest, our entire culture is shaped around his own beliefs and likes and dislikes… Which are very outdated, I wish we could be a bit different,” sighed Silvia.

“Well, those teachings are the ones that have kept us alive this whole time too,” said Justicio. “Without them, we wouldn’t be as strong as to survive in the wild and the open like we do…”

“Hm, that culture hasn’t really been embraced by us the Oasis People,” said Agua. “As you can see, we don’t regularly exercise, most of us are quite slim compared to the Everstonian. Me too… If I were raised in your village I suppose I would be quite swollen?”

“I can’t imagine you like that, Agua, hahaha!” Aquarina laughed. “You’re too slim!”

“Hmm, well, I’ve wondered how I would look like… Not like I would want that…” Agua felt a bit embarrassed.

As they walked outside the cave and passed through the stony passage, they jumped over the cracks and falling boulders, and reached a higher area that was quite clean, only covered with a few cactuses here and there.

“Well this place seems a bit more walkable…” Aquarina said. “The winds aren’t as strong either… I wonder if it was Quetz that made them that way?”

“Definitely not, the winds sometimes just calm down for a few hours, usually later at day!” Agua said. “So in a way, its safer to walk at night, even though without being able to see that well you would fall off easily.”

“I might have contributed to the strong winds nevertheless… So I am sorry,” sighed Quetz. “Also, I was wondering, why don’t you fly instead of climbing?”

As he asked, he slowly lifted up into the air with his wings, flapping them constantly, it seemed that took a lot of effort, but it actually wasn’t that hard for him.

However, because of just how huge they were, he constantly released gusts of winds everywhere.

“Ah, it’s part of our training,” Aquarina said. “More physical exercise means that our Physiques will work out more, develop faster, and so on.”

“O-Oh, so that’s how it is,” nodded Quetz. “You’re not… only doing this for a mission but also to become stronger… S-So you’re training?”

“Yeah,” Agua nodded. “It’s necessary for the trial we’ll do later. We’re doing an inheritance trial from the Hero of Stone.”

“The Hero of Stone…” Said Quetz. “I don’t remember such a person existing when I lived here… Is he your ancestor?”

“Yeah, of all of us,” nodded Justicio. “Except Aquarina I guess? Though he technically still is her ancestor because he was a very old Amazonian man.”

“Not really, if he only had kids with a desert elf and then made the Everstonians, it means he couldn’t have possibly been related to me.”

“Yeah but what if he had siblings and those siblings stayed with the Amazonian Tribes or distributed on various ones? There you have,” Justicio smiled. “We all got the same ancestor!”

“Ahh… I guess?” Aquarina wondered, a bit confused about what Justicio even said just now. “Well, whatever, it doesn’t really matter either way. Let’s keep going… Quetz, you can fly around and- Oh right, did you see the oasis from above?”

“I haven’t…” Quetz said.

“Let me show it to you!” Agua walked to the cliff edge with him, as the two looked down.

In that moment, Quetzalcoatl’s eyes widened, the once dry land that surrounded the small oasis that often dried was gone, replaced by a beautiful, green and colorful jungle.

“T-This is the Crater Oasis?! Back then it was all dry! And yet… This is… I can’t believe it…” Quetz was amazed beyond words.

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” Agua smiled. “Mom once told me that the Oasis has expanded and changed over thousands of years!”

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