"What are you talking about?" Atlan kept his guard up. The giant hand in his Soul System was up and ready to grasp his LifeSkill as soon as the guy did anything weird. If he needed to escape, his Angel Wings were just one thought away from being summoned."I'm talking about the disgusting mutilation that most of the people here do! It's repulsing. Don't they know that by sullying their human bloodline, they're straying away from perfection?"
"Again, I don't know what you're talking about."
The man sighed. "The Genus! The mutations! The hybrid bloodlines!"
Atlan's eyebrows turned uneven. "Genus sullies human perfection?"
"YES!" he screamed. "Some people want the Genus of dragons, lions, elves, or even dwarves! They think that the more exotic the Genus, the better the bloodline they'll get."
"Isn't it?" Atlan was taught that the rarer the Genus, the stronger you could become. A 9-star Dragon Genus was miles better than a 4-star Lizard Genus. That was why Saviors bent over backward to serve the City better so that they could get rewarded by better Genus from their God.
It was also one of the main benefits of transferring over to another Territory. The Olympians offered him 7-star Genuses and Mutations because it was one of the incentives that Saviors yearned to receive.
The rarer the bloodline, the stronger the human. He thought everybody agreed with that. Apparently not.
"NO!" he screamed again more passionately. "The human bloodline is already perfect as it is! We don't need to add monsters to our DNA. We have already evolved to have the capacity to be the perfect beings, but by changing our bloodlines, we only serve to limit our potential."
Atlan couldn't believe that. He looked at his Soul System and saw his 3-star Human Genus. It was what he had before he received the God of Death's powers.
If it weren't for receiving the 10-star Genus and changing his bloodline to the Grim Reaper of Souls, he would still be stuck in the Unclaimed Lands and he would have died within a few years.
"I know that the 3-star Human Genus looks weak right now, but that's because it's only at the early stages of its evolution!"
The man looked around the place and lowered his voice. He didn't want others to hear this part.
"Since you're the Star Porter, I'll reveal something to you that most people don't know."
It intrigued Atlan. "What is it?"
"The Human Genus can break through its limits and turn into 4-star, 5-star, and up to the 9-star rarity!"
Atlan gasped. As far as he knew, there was no possible way for Saviors to upgrade their Genus other than obtaining a better one.
Of course, Atlan was different. He figured out that he could upgrade his Genus by reaping the deaths of different beings. He was able to turn his 1-star Pseudo Canzer Genus into a 6-star rarity Genus because of how many deaths he reaped in the Pocket Remedium.
He thought he was the only one who could do that.
"How?" he asked the mysterious man.
The man smiled as he saw Atlan's interest perk up when he mentioned the secret. But of course, he wasn't going to reveal the secret so easily.
"I can't tell you that. You don't know me, I don't know you. We can't trust each other. Yet. But that can be changed."
"...."
"Let me introduce myself. I am Adam, and I am part of a secret society called the Prime Humans.
What are we? Well, we are the only ones in this world who refuse to sully our pure human bloodline. We have no other Genus or mutation, just pure humanity.
Our goal in this life is to restore the superiority of us prime humans and bring back the glory days when we reigned supreme.
You, Star Porter. We have deemed you as a worthy candidate to join our cause. Take our hands and we can show you the powers of a prime human!
All you have to do to join is tear the golden ticket you have and show us your sincerity. Only then can we accept you into our ranks."
Adam bowed after his monologue.
Atlan was intrigued to know more about the prime humans, but his curiosity wasn't enough to join their shady organization. He didn't even know if Adam was telling the truth or not. For all he knew, this was just an elaborate scam to get something from him. What that was, he didn't know.
And even if what he's said was true, Atlan wasn't interested. He found no reason to forgo getting a 9-star Genus.
"I see you're still hesitating. I can't tell you how we advance the rarity of the Human Genus, but I can tell you the benefits.
Those hybrids have their mutations, but we have our traits!"
Atlan stiffened. If it weren't for his Physique LifeSkill giving him perfect control of his body, his face would show shock. Searᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
He had to show a neutral face. He wasn't supposed to be familiar with that word.
Trait…I have that…it's what gave me the 10x reward system that multiplied all my experiences, Genus, and LifeSkill fragments!
He always wondered what traits were and thought that he'd have to learn about them through books of old. He never expected to hear that word didn't come out from Adam.
"Trait?" Atlan feigned naivety.
"Yes! Trait. It's what gives us our infinite potential! Those mutations and those Genus would only get you so far. It may be strong in the beginning, but as you go further up your Power Realms, you'll soon see that they become severely lacking.
But not our Traits! It's only in the later stages of the Power Realm does it truly show the benefits of being a Prime Human!"
Atlan would have thought that Adam was just making things up, but his talk about the Trait made sense. After all, it's what enabled him to grow so fast. Find adventures at M V L
"Join us, Star Porter. It is your destiny."