My Talent's Name Is Generator

Chapter 142 142: I Brought the Thrusters Online

I stopped laughing, though I couldnʼt wipe the grin off my face.

My eyes stayed locked on the core as it continued its work, quietly, steadily, generating that strange, violet Essence. The whole thing was mesmerizing, like watching a living engine hidden inside my chest.

I had no idea how it worked under the surface, what kind of mechanisms or energy systems were running behind the scenes. But I didnʼt care. Whatever it was, it was incredible.

It didnʼt take long before I noticed the number slowly ticking up. Bit by bit, the Essence level rose.

About thirty minutes later, the storage was full.

It mightʼve filled even faster if I hadnʼt spent some time experimenting with the absorption rate.

But it was worth it, I learned something important.

I could actually control the speed.

It all came down to my Psynapse and the channels I had carved through my body.

The stronger the Psynapse, the faster and more refined the absorption. And my Psynapse was already far above what someone at my level should have. It was only going to get stronger.

Once I was satisfied, I activated the new ability.

[Essence Engine]

The moment I did, a rush of knowledge hit me. My mind buzzed with instructions, patterns, flows, circulation routes. The whole blueprint of the ability downloaded straight into my brain.

”This makes it easier,” I whispered.

I gave the command, and Essence surged. It rushed out from the core and started flowing through the channels Iʼd carved, heart to spine, spine to limbs, limbs to brain, looping through every organ and muscle before cycling back.

It was like blood. A second circulatory system. One I controlled.

Then I activated the next function. Condensation.

The Essence began churning, coiling into itself within the core. The violet light deepened, growing darker as it thickened.

It didnʼt form a sphere this time.

Instead, it compacted into a refined, more concentrated form. I could feel it growing denser, stronger. The total amount of Essence had decreased, but the unit count remained the same.

I glanced at the panel again.

55 / 55

I smirked.

I reactivated the core, started absorbing again. This time it filled faster. Twenty minutes later, the panel changed.

110 / 55 (+55)

Double storage. My first successful compression with the skill.

I dismissed the panel and turned my attention inward.

Essence moved smoothly through the channels, cycling, condensing, refining—everything at once. The system was working perfectly.

But the core had shut itself down now. No space left for more generation.

Only one thing left to try.

Essence Shift.

I narrowed my focus and followed the flow of Essence moving through my body. It looked like tunnels, rivers of violet light passing through invisible veins.

I gave the command.

Essence responded instantly.

It shifted into fire.

A sudden burn prickled across my right hand.

I snapped out of my inner vision and looked down.

My palm was cloaked in orange-crimson flames. The fire danced, but it didnʼt hurt. Just a slight sting, nothing more.

I could feel it, this fire was mine. Not just because I willed it into existence, but because of the Sovereignʼs Mark. It was made from generated Essence, meaning it bore my imprint. It wouldnʼt disobey me. It couldnʼt.

A wild thought crossed my mind. I glanced at my uniform.

”No… This is the only one I have.”

But my boots? That was different.

I kicked them off, stepping barefoot on the rocky ground.

The fire around my hand vanished with a thought, converted back into Essence and dispersed.

I bent my knees. My legs tightened. The Essence flowing through them pulsed in response.

I activated [Seismic Burst].

Boom.

The ground behind me shattered as my body shot upward like a missile.

Wind tore past my face. My hair whipped behind me as I soared.

I didnʼt stop there.

Boom.

Another burst. I accelerated, climbing higher into the sky. Like a fish through water, I cut through the air.

Over two hundred feet up, I gave another command.

This time, I shifted the Essence into water.

Then, with another thought, compressed it into ice.

A small platform formed just below my feet, freezing solid in mid-air. I landed on it, balancing easily.

It wouldnʼt hold for long. My control over complex elements still wasnʼt perfect.

But it was enough for now.

I looked down at my hand, then at the lightning dome, then reached for my storage ring.