After conducting a few more tests on the effects of the Upgrade Quantity skill, Vincent resud cultivating, converting his experience points into Purified Energy.
After consuming 40 Low-Quality Tier 1 Experience Potions and with the effect of his talent, he had amassed a grand total of 200 free attribute points!
It took him two hours to accumulate that amount.
After another hour, he used 100 free attribute points to break through the Tier 2 Speed attribute!
The mont his Speed Attribute crossed the threshold, he experienced a familiar yet exhilarating transformation within his body.
His movents felt sharper, his reflexes honed to an edge he hadn’t thought possible. But Vincent remained composed; this was not his first ti feeling such changes.
He had already undergone a similar transformation when breaking his Force Attribute into Tier 2. Enjoy more content from empire
Still, there was no ti for complacency. After a brief rest to stabilize the energy coursing through him, Vincent turned his focus to his ntal Attribute.
Channeling another 100 free attribute points into it, he successfully broke through to Tier 2 in just an hour.
With all his attributes now elevated to Tier 2, a profound change swept through him.
The world around Vincent seed to slow down, each detail sharper and more vivid than before.
He felt light as a feather, as if gravity itself had loosened its grip on him. His body was filled with an uncontainable sense of vitality and power, making him feel as though he could punch a star out of the sky.
Of course, he knew this was just an illusion, yet the overwhelming surge of strength was impossible to ignore.
At this point, Mochi could no longer bring herself to be surprised as she watched Vincent continuously break through.
As much as she wanted answers, her master wouldn’t say a word.
She rely accepted it as natural for the only person whose fate she couldn’t read.
Vincent considered consuming more experience potions to upgrade his base level, but he heard the door open. Even without using his ntal energy, he imdiately sensed it was Marina who had entered.
So, he decided to stop for a while.
Amara was also set to return in an hour, and he had to prepare dinner for them.
When Vincent left his room, Marina was surprised to see him.
"Brother?! Aren’t you supposed to be training?" she asked, her tone a mixture of shock and confusion.
Vincent nodded calmly. "Yeah, but I decided to take a day off today."
"You should’ve told !" she pouted, quickly closing the distance between them to hug him. Her face nuzzled against his arm, an unusual display of affection.
Vincent raised an eyebrow, puzzled by her behavior.
"Are you alright? What happened?" he asked, gently placing his hands on her shoulders and eting her gaze.
"Nothing… I just missed Mom and Dad…"
Her words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken emotions.
Vincent remained silent. Even though he had awakened in this body and lived through the care of Vincent’s parents, the mories he inherited carried the weight of their love and warmth.
In that mont, he shared her sentint. Subconsciously, he pulled Marina into a comforting embrace.
"Don’t worry," he said softly. "I’m going to find ’our’ parents one day…"
Marina lifted her head slightly, her eyes searching his face for sincerity.
"Really?"
"Mm-hmm," he replied with a firm nod.
The promise lingered between them, drawing Vincent’s thoughts back to the mories of his parents.
From what he could recall, Vincent’s parents were ordinary, unawakened individuals. Both had grown up as orphans with no relatives to speak of.
Despite their humble beginnings, they had built a simple yet happy life together.
They worked normal jobs at a company Vincent could no longer rember, and their love for their children had been undeniable.
His mind replayed flashes of warmth and laughter, especially the mory of their last family day before their mysterious disappearance during a business trip.
But the more Vincent tried to piece together their past, the more he realized sothing was amiss.
Neither he nor Marina could recall the na of the company their parents had worked for. It was as though the information had been deliberately erased from their mories.
This unsettling mystery left Vincent with a gnawing sense of unease. There had to be more to their disappearance than t the eye.
While lost in thought, Marina’s hesitant voice broke through his reverie.
"Brother… Do you have so extra credits?"
"Hmm? Why?"
"I need to buy sothing."
"What is it?"
"I-It’s sothing important. Can you give 200?"
Vincent narrowed his eyes at her sheepish tone.
"Sigh… You little booger. This is the real reason for your strange behavior, isn’t it?"
"W-What are you talking about? I really do miss our parents!" she retorted, but her inability to et his gaze betrayed her true intentions.
Vincent sighed but couldn’t help smiling wryly. It was obvious she was planning to splurge on another figurine or piece of rchandise from her favorite ani or drama.
Even so, he sent her 10,000 Astralis credits without hesitation.
Marina’s eyes widened in shock as her phone pinged with the notification.
"Ten thousand?!" she exclaid.
Her astonishnt quickly gave way to joy, and she threw her arms around Vincent. "Thank you, brother!"
She even gave him a peck on the cheek in her excitent.
At that very mont, the door opened again, revealing Amara.
Amara froze, her gaze shifting between the siblings. The air grew tense before she broke the silence with a pointed remark.
"You siblings really have a close relationship."
"Of course!" Marina replied cheerfully, clinging to Vincent’s arm.
Vincent, unfazed by the scene, headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
During the al, Amara, scrolling through a holographic screen, casually asked Marina, "How’s the situation at your academy, Little Rina?"
"It’s slowly getting back to normal…"
Hearing this, Vincent’s curiosity was piqued. "Why? What happened?"
Without missing a beat, Marina replied, "A couple of days ago, so newly awakened Origin Warriors went missing."
Her tone was so casual it bordered on indifferent, but Vincent could sense there was more to the story.
Turning to Amara, he asked, "Can you tell more about it, Sis Amara?"
Amara glanced at him briefly before replying, "Haven’t you been reading the news?"
Vincent smiled wryly. "I’ve been too busy with the Origin World and training."
Amara sighed. "Two days ago, a group of black-clothed n kidnapped several newly awakened Origin Warriors from different academies. The dia says it’s the work of a terrorist group called the Primal Syndicate."
She continued, her tone grim. "They’re targeting those who awakened in the past few months, intending to train them into their ranks."
Her gaze sharpened as she addressed Vincent. "We know you’re strong, but you need to be cautious. Think about the people you’d leave behind if sothing happened to you."
Her words struck a chord. Vincent knew the world was dangerous, but this incident heightened his awareness of the threats surrounding him and his loved ones.
He silently vowed to hasten his plans. The safety of Marina and Amara depended on it.
"I need to move my plans faster…"
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