Chapter 140 - Ideas Upon Ideas; Heavenly Ideas!

Before he started thinking of his new discoveries due to attending to Shanks, Sebastian deviated as he just remembered something that he observed.

After the fierce battle in his previous seamount that almost wiped out the Mammoth Crocodile family and also involved the frightening Octumpedam, Sebastian noticed a change in all his battles that followed.

Of course, this was excluding the duel against Bush.

He noticed that, in almost all his recent battles that showed a bit of tight intensity, he almost seemed to rely on his unique skill to survive.

An example was this encounter against the metal shark. 

He knew that the frightening metal abomination was at the purple tier, but still, his preference to go with his magic manifestation spamming each time to survive was now becoming a little shameless.

Analyzing the strange metal shark and substituting it with himself, he drew a mental comparison chart.

He took it that the skill used with the long metal spiked chain adaptation was the unique skill of the shark while all the other skills that it used were normal skills like his own.

Now, if they were aligned, it would easily be noticed that unlike him, the metal shark didn't rely too much on its spiked chain, instead, it fought like a real predator with a myriad of skills to choose from and still deal real damage.

This was the problem with him currently. Though with his unique skill he was powerful, he already started noticing that his other skills were slowly becoming a liability to think of in battle rather than an ȧsset. 

Apart from perhaps his sonic drill, his bite skills, and his sonic reflection skill, all his other normal skills were more or less just so-so now.

Perhaps, this was because he was not a purple tier predator yet but he still felt a need to up his game. From the day he reincarnated, he necessarily didn't see himself as better than other predators but he definitely had more potential.

If this was so, then why limit himself to their standards?

His ultimate goal since getting this new life apart from dissecting all the most powerful creatures and finding the mystery of his transmigration was that he wanted to be the most powerful predator also.

Without being the strongest, how could he have the face to take on the mantle of the Ocean Master that his system expected him to take?

"I'm f*cking better than this".

It now seemed like a self-motivational talk but he didn't care, he needed to up his game and no longer rely as much on his unique skill.

At this moment, he had a sizeable stockpile of skill and adaptation points. Originally, he wanted to keep them all till his evolution but why wait till then when he only had 30 minutes to choose?

From now on, he gave himself another goal to level up all his small skills as much as possible and upgrade them. He was not buying a new skill, for now, he already had enough, he just wanted to upgrade them and make them OP.

To him, that was the ideal thinking faculty of a future Ocean Master.

With this already marked in his mind as a goal to strive towards, he finally went back to his new discoveries due to attending to Shanks. Of course, this discovery was the one about his sole unique skill.

At that moment of desperation, his brain limits seemed to have been pushed to an even further limit, enabling him to break the strange shackles deterring him and officially creating his first dissecting magic manifestations.

Before when his system did all the dissecting for him, presenting the results to him in the form of basic system information, he felt a little dissatisfied with it but he did not complain.

He did not complain because getting to hunt and kill rampantly with his system doing all the brainwork before seemed cool, but now he grew bored of it. 

Doing the actual dissecting and brainwork with them was a thrill that he missed a lot. He finally seemed to realize that this was what made him the crazy dissector, not just brainless killing.

This discovery was just too significant in his life, it meant the whole world to him. Now, he wasn't sure if he should be angry at the metal shark or even grateful for encountering it.

Ambitions that were originally hidden at the deepest recesses of his mind finally seemed to sprout, having found water and sunshine to photosynthesis and grow with vigor.

What if he formed a department of anatomy in the shark clan, just like the way that the healing and construction departments were formed?

The possibilities of this discovery were so groundbreaking that just thinking of it left his brain overly excited.

What if through this discovery, he could finally unveil the mystery behind why creatures in Oceania could evolve by killing other creatures?

What if through this discovery, he unveiled the mystery of his transmigration?

What if through this discovery, he could make scientific deductions by analyzing the internal structure of Oceania creatures to create a way for both himself and his close friend sharks to evolve safer and faster?

What if through this discovery, the purple tier bottleneck heavily emphasized to him by other predators as dangerous was no longer as dangerous to evolve to?

Man! Sebastian felt on top of the world as idea after idea was sprouted in his mind, leaving his head feeling like he was floating in the clouds.

As all these ideas formed, floating in what he could refer to as his sea of consciousness, a legendary thought slowly started forming in Sebastian's mind.

"In a world where no one frown upon my tendencies, where I can dissect all the creatures that I want, where I'm even revered for how proficient I am at dissecting".

"Man! This is heaven!"