Atticus's routine had been exactly the same as before but now with one difference: he wanted so badly to unlock the gravity control ability.

The last time he had tried it briefly was when he had been inside the space elemental room, and then Atticus had felt that it was within his grasp.

He only needed a little push, but unfortunately, the time that he was allowed to be in the elemental room and the academy campus came calling.

Atticus could have decided to wait for the one week, but he was extremely impatient and wanted to unlock it as soon as possible.

It was also better that the academy had canceled all compulsory activities in order to give the youths time for themselves.

And so, Atticus had focused fully on unlocking the gravity control ability. Of course, he had trained other abilities too during this period. Apart from his suit, of course, he had been serious about not using the exosuit until he found a solution to the problem.

Despite taking time to train each of his abilities, Atticus's main focus had been unlocking the gravity control ability.

It had been difficult, especially when he was training without the space elemental room. It was as though he had to start from scratch. He didn't know why, but unlike his other powers, the gravity control hadn't come naturally.

In fact, if not because he had seen Astrion use it back at the Raven camp, he doubted if he would have thought about it.

But Atticus had never been one to shy away from hard work. He was persistent to the extent that it was scary.

Atticus would sit down, meditating in one position while manipulating the space element for hours on end, trying his best to figure out and learn the ability.

After relentless trials and errors for days on end, finally, on one day, a day before the one week the academy gave them elapsed, when the sun was at its peak, Atticus felt the air around him get heavier, and instantaneously, the silver form of the robot standing just a few meters away from abruptly sunk onto one knee as a huge weight pressed down against it.

Atticus's eyes snapped open, an intense grin on his face.

He was currently sitting down cross-legged on the floor in the advanced training room.

This had been mostly what his training comprised of. He would sit down cross-legged with his eyes closed, project the space element to encompass a few meters radius from him, and then he would start tinkering with it.

It had taken Atticus almost one week because of the difficulty of what he had done. Using the space element to manipulate gravity wasn't a straightforward task.

Regardless, if word got out that he had learned it in just under a week, the human domain would riot.

He was using space to influence gravity, basically utilizing something to influence another thing; it wasn't going to be easy. He first had to tinker and understand the intricate relationship between space and gravity.

Then he had tried to fine-tune its interaction with gravity. After which he would analyze the effects of his manipulations, adjusting his technique to achieve the desired outcomes.

But of course, he could only control it within the small radius he could project his space element to.

After a few seconds of increasing the gravity in the small radius, Atticus released his hold, allowing the struggling robot to stand up straight.

Atticus gazed at the robot, his thoughts churning. 'It can barely affect intermediate ranks, huh?'

Although he had been able to use gravity control, it was still incredibly subpar compared to when Astrion had used it.

It couldn't even flatten an intermediate rank individual; the best it could do was make the robot kneel.

'I could feel it affecting me too. I better fix that.' The effect of the gravity on him had been incredibly minute, so he hadn't even felt any pressure.

But regardless, he felt like he should figure out a solution to the issue. If he should get more proficient in it in the future, he wouldn't want it to slow him down.

Atticus focused on the space element, projecting it in a few meters radius around him, after which he enveloped himself in a thin blanket of space.

After tweaking it for a few seconds, Atticus suddenly increased the gravity inside the radius, causing the form of the robot to stagger and go down on one knee immediately.

Atticus's lips curled up into a grin as he saw that it had worked. He hadn't felt a single thing! 'I'll need to be able to do this instantly. It takes too long before I can use it. I guess it's more practice then.'

Atticus closed his eyes and focused inwardly, then released hold of the gravity and increased it in the next instant, causing the form of the robot to stand straight and abruptly go down on its knees again.

Atticus continued this training process, intending to decrease the amount of time it took for him to utilize gravity control.

He also planned on increasing its potency too. He still had a long way to go before he would be able to master it.

He didn't even know how to use zero gravity yet; he had only learned how to increase the gravity in a given radius.

Regardless, if there was one thing Atticus was, it was relentless. He wouldn't give up.

As Atticus was busy trying to master gravity control, an important meeting was about to take place on the academy campus.

Within the confines of the same tall and imposing skyscraper in the middle of the academy, a group of powerful individuals were currently gathered inside a large circular hall.

The whole hall was completely pristine white and had a large obsidian round floor in the middle of the room.

Each of these powerful individuals was seated in their respective seats, facing the middle of the hall.

The hall was filled with the powerful aura of master+ ranks, indicating their ranks.

Only a certain group of individuals in the academy were in this rank of power.

Upon sighting the familiar, hyper, and vibrant form of a certain orange-haired man, the identity of the individuals in the hall should be easy to guess.

This was a gathering of all the instructors of the academy.