Genetic Ascension

Chapter 81 Executioner’s Sweeper

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Cassaraeʼs eyes widened. ”Holy shit, Syl!”

She felt like her head was spinning. Setting aside the fact showing someone your full status window was basically unheard of. What she was seeing was ridiculous.

There was a long list of cusses and things she wanted to say, but she eventually bit her tongue, pulling Sylas away to a location that was even further from everyone else.

”As you can see, I have an affiliation already and itʼs not convenient to try to change it now. I canʼt join, not because I donʼt want to, but because I canʼt.”

”Thatʼs not the point, Syl—as,” she hissed. ”You canʼt just go around showing people your stats like that!”

Sylas raised an eyebrow. ”Do you think that I would just show it to anyone?”

Cassaraeʼs mouth opened to respond, but she realized she didnʼt have an immediate quippy reply and chose to look away instead, pretending to be irritated.

”Forget it. Why are you stats so ridiculous, anyway? How are they so high when youʼre not even Level 1? You donʼt even have a Class!”

”Whatʼs the normal cap?” Sylas asked. Honestly, he would be lying if he said this wasnʼt one of the reasons he had chosen to reveal it like this. He wanted to know more about how he stacked up to others.

”The usual Stat Limit is 25. Some people, people who were particularly good athletes back on Earth and such, can push it to 30. But 50 is asinine. You can only get that with a Class or by levelling up.”

Sylas nodded slowly. He knew that his Grimblade Lineage did help him, but he didnʼt expect it to be so much. If his Stat Limit was already so high, how high were the Grimblades with the unmutated version of the lineage?

”But you actually have a Comprehension. Itʼs no wonder youʼre so ridiculous—Iʼve never seen one of those before. No one even knows how to get one… And why is your Intelligence so stupidly low? Somehow itʼs your Charisma carrying your Mental stat? Thereʼs some god out there having a good laugh at this bullshit.”

”Is it?”

Cassarae frowned and gave Sylas a deep look. ”This is completely unlike you. You know so little and weʼve already been here for three months. What happened to the professor?”

Sylas looked a bit surprised. ”You know Iʼm a professor?”

”Idiot. Youʼre practically a mini-celebrity. Itʼs not every day Veridian appoints a new tenured professor. It was in a few local news papers.”

”Oh,” Sylas nodded. He did remember doing a few photoshoots, much to his distaste. He hated taking photos. ”So you donʼt know anything about Comprehensions?”

Cassarae shook her head. ”No one Iʼve come across has one, and unlike everything else, there doesnʼt seem to be an obvious path toward getting one either.”

”Then what about Classes? You can get them?”

”Both yes and no. Iʼve learned that there are two ways to get a Class. The first is to stumble into a Class Dungeon or a Class-themed Quicktime Event. The second is to wait until youʼre Level 10, then you will receive a system award that guides you toward a Class youʼve… earned? I guess?”

”Is one path better than the other?”

”Again, it depends. Itʼs possible to run into a Bronze Class in a Quicktime Event, for example, and it might be better than to take it than to wait until your Level 10 and hope youʼve done enough to earn a Bronze Class Quest.

”Plus, you can skip the Quest in the case of a Class Dungeon of a Class-themes Quicktime Event because the events themselves are the Quest.”

”So a Bronze Class is really rare, then?”

Cassarae smiled bitterly and nodded. ”I heard news in the Nexus about a Common Class Quicktime Event triggering and it was a complete bloodbath. No one who chose to participate even survived. Itʼs not a last man standing sort of thing. If you donʼt meet the requirements, youʼre finished.

”But Iʼve also heard of some powerful people hoarding Classes as well. Theyʼll join the Quicktime Events but then not even absorb the Class Crystal.”

Sylasʼ brows raised, so that was possible, too. He would have to keep that in mind. frёewebnoѵēl.com

”Can you change your Class?” Sylas asked.

”Um… Iʼm not sure, honestly. Thereʼs probably a price to pay for an attempt. Nothing ever comes free in this world.”

”So youʼve already chosen your Class, then?”

”I…”

Cassarae shook her head and waved a hand.

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[Name: Cassarae Hale]

[Species: Human (F)]

[Affiliation: Casstle Main]

[Class: —(Empty)]

[Level: 0]

[Titles: Executionerʼs Sweeper (F)]

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[Physical: 28]

>[Strength: 28]

>[Constitution: 28]

>[Dexterity: 28]

>[Speed: 28]

[Mental: 32]

>[Intelligence: 69]

>[Wisdom: 22]

>[Charisma: 5]

[Will: 32]

[Luck: 5]

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[Skills: Sharpen (F-); Basic Scouting (F-); Accelerate (F-); Executionʼs Blade (F+); Withstand (FF)]

[Comprehensions: —]

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[Gene State: Inflexible]

[Fragmented Genes: —]

[Common Genes: (2) Intelligence (F); Will (F)]

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[Gene Talents: Harden (F+)]

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Sylas was surprised seeing this screen, mostly because it didnʼt make much sense to him. How could she have so few Genes but have so many stats? Did she gain stats through other means?

ʼWait. The system messages made a distinction between Gene Limits and Stat Limits, but Iʼve been thinking of them interchangeably. But… what is the meaningful difference between the two?

ʼIʼve been able to gather more Genes than my stats allow me to display, but why? And Cassarae seems to have done the opposite, gathered more stats than her Genes would otherwise suggest was possible…

ʼWhatʼs the purpose of the distinction?ʼ

Seeing Sylas immediately lose himself in thought, Cassarae couldnʼt help but roll her eyes again, but she didnʼt interrupt.

Now that he thought about it, that Elixir had been able to increase his Wisdom, but he didnʼt gain a Gene for it. So was that how Cassarae had done it? She certainly had the wealth to attempt it, but… it felt like he was missing something deeper.

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[Why is there a distinction between Gene Limits and Stat Limits?]