"Here."

The next morning, Enzo handed over several spiral-bound data pads to Zhou, Raven, and Mira (Hothead). These pads contained their class schedule designed specifically for the project at hand.

They could decide to take other courses, of course, but these ones were necessary for the project. It included espionage training, combat training, a bit of pickpocket training, and history.

These little pockets of knowledge seemed small, but combined, they could shape this team into monstrosities.

"Okay…" Zhou nodded, receiving the data pads. Enzo had gone into further detail on what they needed to bring to the table in each and every one of these courses. He did all of this just the previous night?

Did he even sleep?

"Yeah, let's double up." Zeke clapped encouragingly, prompting the three to disperse and go to their various assigned classes, leaving the two of them standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Can we go now?" Zeke questioned, seeing everyone disappear.

"No, we still have to make use of our free weapon design," Enzo smiled with a tinge of shamelessness.

The average weaver would typically not receive a single Echo from their first voyage, but he had three — the golden sand drill, the night cloak, and the void coffin. This was not the norm, so the institute allowed a one-time-only request to their blacksmith department to create a weave tool.

"Ahhh, I totally forgot about that." Zeke's eyes seemed to sparkle as he followed Enzo in a state of daydreaming.

Weave tools (artificial echoes) were blueprinted weapons a weaver could take along with them on the various weaves across the universe.

The beautiful thing about these tools was that, unlike echoes, they couldn't be easily broken. If it did happen, all one needed to do was reinsert the original tool before the next weave, and it would reprint on the new world.

"Hmm, what a long-ass line," Enzo muttered as they reached the blacksmithing office — a workshop dug into the side of the mountain.

The sheer number of first years there made Enzo rethink his approach to the situation. After all, he already had a pretty solid Echo.

Unfortunately, Zeke was already committed, with a glint of excitement shining clearly in his eyes.

"Sigh."

And so they waited in line — minute after minute, hour after hour — and three hours later, they got to the front.

"Codename Graveyard Shadow, what would you like me to make for you today?" The blacksmith held in his hand a data pad used for drawing as he waited for Enzo to begin spouting rubbish.

Most of these first years were, to say the very least, stupid. They asked for the most basic weapons, some even using the terms "big," "fast," as if he could just slap a tag on them to make it that way.

"I want a longsword made out of a malleable metal called Gandium. It should have three modes inbuilt in it, allowing me to change its shape at a moment's notice. These are the three shapes. I also like the color black, as it blends well with my shadow-based abilities. Can you add a spinning effect to the sword's bottom so it feels like a drill?"

Enzo went into extreme detail about what he wanted — its specs and how much he needed it. Enzo was no blacksmithing expert; in fact, he knew less than most people, seeing as his education wasn't the best.

However, he knew what he wanted. He had researched it long before resuming the year.

"That spinning effect is impossible to make with the portable design. It will need a motor — that will destroy the balance," the smith in charge, a man called Dunn Hest, explained with a serious look on his face.

The design was indeed interesting, a thought process he hadn't heard of before, but he couldn't help but scrutinize some parts of it. They didn't make sense.

"Take a look at this." Enzo suddenly summoned his golden sand drill and pushed it into the hands of the blacksmith.

The spinning effect was an idea from the golden sand drill. Enzo had used it for way too long and loved every aspect of it. He even had the idea of adding it to arrows if he ever had enough money to commission one later.

"Hmm, this is an Echo?" The blacksmith was a bit stunned to see one in the hands of a stage-one Star Weaver.

But then again, this was the Dual Moon Institute — there were a lot of affluent youngsters here. One could buy an Echo, after all.

"Yes." Enzo nodded, but as if not registering it, Dunn Hest got lost in inspecting the dagger in his hand, looking at its design and how the motor was placed inside the hilt of the dagger.

"Hehe, we can't compete with the universe, truly." He muttered under his breath. Years of training had taught him that there was always a higher mountain, unscalable by those who refused to accept that fact.

"I'll give it a try, kid, but make yourself available in two days. I'll need to reference some things with the dagger before getting back to you," Dunn Hest spoke with confirmation.

He would have to treat Enzo's request as a special consideration. He wasn't even tired by the fact — it was more thrilling than anything.

After the fact, Enzo stepped aside and watched Zeke speak to the blacksmith about his weave tool. Then together, they exited the area toward the hangar area.

The first and most important part of their yearly project was to scout the planet they would be operating from.

Astoria was a trade central hub on planet Yari, in the outer belt of the Super Sun World. There were a myriad of cities and towns all over the planet.

This was their target; as such, they had to know it like the back of their hands.

"Three days of time, let's go." In the hangar, a myriad of weave pods stretched as far as the eye could see, divided into several grades.

"Let's take the cheaper ones — we're just scouting, after all," Enzo suggested, looking enviously at the others using high-grade weave pods for their project preparations.

Soon —

[Consciousness detected, preparing for interplanetary weave.]

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