Genetic Ascension

Chapter 976  Foundation

[Name: Sylas Grimblade]

[Species: Human Simioid (F)]

[Affiliation: Grimblade Lineage]

[Class: Throne of Glassvolt Heir (Legendary)]

[Class: Junior Primate (Fragmented)]

[Profession: Vipermancer (FFF+)]

[Profession: Runeweave (FFF+)]

[Level: 50]

[Coins: 1 377 (F)]

[Titles: A Forged Will; Progenitor Professional; Palms of Fate; Grade Slayer; System Rebel; Legendary Tamer; Skill Progenitor; Classic Dungeon Crawler; Woodland Warlord; Glass Desert Warlord; Glass Monkey Slayer; Woodland Spider Queen Slayer; Madness Conqueror (FF-); Common Arts Enthusiast (F-); A Patient Stalker (F-)]

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[Physical: 13 966]

>[Strength: 6549]

>[Constitution: 14 215]

>[Dexterity: 17 549]

>[Speed: 17 549]

[Mental: 21 190]

>[Intelligence: 19 151]

>[Wisdom: 24 421]

>[Charisma: 19 999]

[Will: 19 999]

>[Charisma: 19 999]

[Will: 19 999]

[Luck: 2133]

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[Gene State: Flexible]

[Fragmented Genes: Voice of a King (F)]

[Common Genes: (20) Strength (F); (20) Constitution (F); (20) Dexterity (F); (20) Speed (F); (20) Intelligence (F); (20) Wisdom (F); (20) Will (F)]

[Bronze Genes: Enchanted Scribe (F); (40) Strength (F); (40) Constitution (F); (40) Dexterity (F); (40) Speed (F); (40) Intelligence (F); (40) Wisdom (F); (40) Charisma (F); (40) Will (F)]

[Silver Genes: Aetherflow (F); Grimblade Lineage (F); Touch of Speed (F)]

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[Touch of Speed]

[Pace and movement, natural and flowing. Your fast twitch is the stuff of legends, acceleration and deceleration coming as naturally as breathing to you. Knees of steel and flexibility of the ages, you not only have speed, you command it.]

[+3000 Wisdom; +3000 Dexterity; +3000 Speed (Silver)]

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ʼThe gap is so large…ʼ

This was just a mass-produced Gene Crystal for a Unique Silver Gene formed by at best 300 or so Silver Genes. From Sylasʼ understanding, on a scale of Silver Gene Crystals, this was actually on the lower end of the spectrum.

For context, Sylasʼ maxed-out, 200 Capacity Bronze Crystal had only given him +80 or so in each stat point. This was 40 times that.

This went to paint just how large the difference between real Silver Genes and Bronze Genes were… or maybe, more accurately, real Silver Genes and the ones he had on his person right now.

He never thought that his Speed and Dexterity would ever surpass his Constitution, but he could understand why.

It seemed that this Silver Gene had alleviated him of his Gene-Stat Limit. Judging by his Mental going over 19 999, this had to have been what happened.

By doing so, the State of Wealth his ridiculous number of Bronze Genes granted him finally kicked in, activating all at once and raising his body to a new level.

Unfortunately, this only triggered for Wisdom, Speed, and Dexterity. But it was enough to give his stats a completely new look.

However, it also put his body in a state of deficit as well. He almost felt empty right now, and he knew that his natural healing factor had also taken a significant dip.

He no longer had any potential to tap into because he had stepped into an entirely new bracket.

Silver Genes… he needed them.

And he would have them. After he finished his rampage.

”Next.”

…

Ulrik stood in silence. It hadnʼt been more than half an hour or so since Sylasʼ abrupt rise on the leaderboards and he had done the only logical thing…

Contact Lorien through the Nexus.

The both of them were quite aware of the estrangement that existed now, but Ulrik took the initiative to contact her to make it clear that he would be willing to settle things with her later so long as they dealt with Sylas first.

What he didnʼt expect was to not get a response at all.

It should have made him feel completely enraged, but there was a chilling calm in his eyes right now.

She was smart.

As much as Lorien thought she knew about that treasure, he knew far more. If she listened to his plans, once they finished taking out Sylas, she would certainly suffer. Since she knew that she couldnʼt possibly outsmart him in this respect, she chose to stay away.

Maybe he had been too eager, but that was fine.

Just because he seemed to be lagging behind Lorien in terms of Genes collected, didnʼt mean that he was losing.

There was only one way to clear this Quest properly, and that was by becoming the Progenitor of this world.

The most straightforward way to accomplish this was by lighting the Progenitor Flame. However, making it to the center of a world when there wasnʼt a convenient Dungeon or bridge formed like there had been on Earth was a nightmare.

The ease with which Sylas made it to Earthʼs Core was ironically thanks to all of those scheming against him and his world. If not for their machinations and the linkage of two Dungeons across opposite sides of the world, making it there would have been impossible without extraordinary means.

The second method was far vaguer… and that was to gain acknowledgement of the world. If Ulrik had the Aether Treasure Lorien stole, he would have confidence in succeeding within just a month.

Given Lorienʼs lack of familiarity with the treasure, he believed it would probably take her around double or triple that time. But either way, he was certainly on a time crunch right now.

If he wanted to surpass her and claim the acknowledgement of this world, ironically enough defeating Sylas just might be a massive shortcut.

However, what the others were mistaken about was the method in which you would do this.

What a world needed wasnʼt a badass, one-man army. Worlds were intelligent, they knew such a thing had diminishing returns. Believing in one personʼs talent could only lead you so far.

Of course, when someone tilted the balance so much, a world would have no choice but to acknowledge it. This was especially so for a world that had been as desperate as Earth. It could be said that this was why he was given a chance to become a Progenitor so easily…

But this was also why the Progenitor Quest Earth decided for Sylas was against the geniuses of other worlds as well. The difficulty was increased precisely because Sylas was usually the last sort of Progenitor a world would choose.

Prove himself here, and Earth would accept its fate.

Ulrik, though, wasnʼt aiming to please a world. At least not yet.

While Sylas was fighting for his Progenitor position, the rest of them were fighting for something else: the right to elevate a world to Silver Grade.

Why would a Thryskai like him even need such a thing? The number of Silver Worlds they controlled in the Skai Galaxy alone were in the dozens.

The truth was that giving a world such a boost would be an easy way to gain a Progenitor Quest of their own.

This reflected the true difficulty of becoming a Progenitor. Elevating a Bronze World to a Silver one might get you a Progenitor Quest.

However… Ulrik had no thoughts of failure. He would succeed. His branch of the Thryskai had been suppressed for too long. If they birthed a Progenitor, everything would change.

And he would be that man…

What could two ants of inferior Races do to him? He would show them that in the world of Genes, foundation was everything.

Ulrikʼs city rumbled and began to rise into the skies.