??Chapter 980: Chapter 968 Unlucky Ansol
Chapter 980: Chapter 968 Unlucky Ansol
“That symbol, it should be correct!” Muria sat in his room, pondering the restaurant logo he had seen before entering the villa area.
“I guess it was indeed my unreliable mother who found . She’s quick to act! I’ve just arrived, and I need to find a way to contact her, and it would be good to understand their developnt situation.”
However, Muria, who had just made up his mind, encountered a very troubling problem; he seed unable to squeeze in any free ti to visit the Golden Dragon Mother who had sought him out.
Because other than the regular school hours, he spent all his remaining ti with Susanna, who kept a tight watch on him, or rather, was particularly clingy towards him.
That is to say, as soon as he left school, he had very little private ti of his own, as he usually stayed with Susanna. Before, he didn’t mind, but now, when he wanted to do sothing, he found it to be a great constraint.
“It looks like I can’t leave through normal ans. I have no way to explain this eting.” Muria’s gaze shifted towards the window. “I never thought that after being such a good child for so long, today I would have to make an exception.”
Having decided how to et with the Golden Dragon Mother who had co looking for him, Muria sat cross-legged in his bedroom, taking in everything in the villa into his perception, especially observing Susanna’s movents.
He planned to sneak out the window after Susanna fell asleep, confident that he could avoid all the surveillance and security personnel in the villa area.
It wasn’t difficult to do this, as he was already sleeping separately from Susanna. When his reincarnated body began to develop, his mother started to maintain a sense of propriety.
To be fair, his mother was indeed very competent, almost to the point of doting on him; she would provide him with anything within her power that Muria wanted.
“He’s finally asleep!” Sitting cross-legged on the bed and using Breathing thods, Muria, who had been awake half the night, opened his eyes, which flashed in the darkness, indicating that he now possessed a physical prowess that surpassed that of humans.
Feeling the steady breathing from downstairs, Muria stood up cautiously, making no noise. His mother, after all, was also considered a strong figure in this world, only less vigilant due to a long absence from battle.
Muria approached the window and climbed out. The ten-ter drop posed no difficulties for him, and he landed on the lawn below without making a sound.
But the mont he landed on the lawn, the well-kept courtyard, silently lit up with a dozen pairs of beast eyes glowing with various colors in the night.
Silence!
Muria made a gesture, and the beast eyes slowly faded away, returning to their positions around the villa.
After a not-too-difficult counter-surveillance operation, Muria left the villa area without anyone being the wiser.
“Endless Delicacies!” Muria stood in front of the newly opened upscale restaurant opposite the villa area, examining the Golden Dragon logo at the forefront of the venue.
“Welco, sir, may I ask how many are in your party?” As soon as Muria stood at the entrance, a young woman dressed as a waitress ca over. Although she was surprised by Muria’s appearance, she didn’t forget her duties.
“There shouldn’t be anyone else behind , right?” Muria looked behind himself in the bitterly cold street and then asked the pretty girl in front of him.
“No!” Caught off guard by Muria’s seemingly eerie cold joke in the middle of the night, the waitress managed to squeeze out a sowhat stiff smile.
“Alright, I’m not teasing. I’d like to ask if your manager is here?” Muria said with a smile.
“The manager, she…” Hearing Muria’s question, the waitress’s face showed hesitation.
“Of course, I am here. May I know what business this young gentleman has with ?” Before the waitress could answer, a voice tinged with smile ca from behind her.
Muria looked up towards the source of the voice and imdiately saw an adult blonde lady standing beside the second-floor railing of the restaurant, looking down at him.
“Claiming kinship!” Seeing the playful smile on the blonde lady’s face, Muria replied with a smile.
…
In a high-end tea room gracefully decorated, Muria drained the tea cup in his hand and then looked calmly into the eyes of the blonde lady who was continuously scrutinizing him.
“You’re lucky to have been reincarnated as an official mber of a great family! That starting point is much stronger than Ansol’s!”
“This identity is just so-so. The talent of this body is decent for ordinary people, but for the upper echelons, it’s still a bit diocre.”
Muria remained unfazed by praise or ridicule and gave a candid assessnt of his current identity, “In the Douglas family, there must be thousands, if not tens of thousands, with talents like mine. It’s not anything special.”
“Tsk, listen to you talk. Even your mother here feels like punching you,” said Golden Dragon Mother, raising an eyebrow when she heard Muria’s indifferent words. “If your father were here, his fist would probably have already been smashed into your face.”
“What? Is my father’s reincarnated family in very poor condition?” Muria asked with so surprise.
“Poor is an understatent. I’m starting to wonder if he offended that bitch, the Goddess of Misfortune,” said Golden Dragon Mother with a look of helplessness on her face.
“The family Ansol reincarnated into is extrely rare even within the federation—dirt poor, surviving month to month on federal relief funds. Not only that, but the compatibility of his discovered Star talent was a re 3%, setting a new low for our city.”
“That’s so serious bad luck!” Muria said, tugging at the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or to express so sympathy for his father.
Because a normal human’s awakened Star talent should be around 10% compatibility, and those with compatibility as low as 5% are as rare as those with over 90%—one being a genius to the extre, the other being a failure to the extre.
“So you see how good your starting point is!” Golden Dragon Mother exclaid. It was clear in this world that Star Armor Masters were the orthodox mainstream. Low compatibility with Star talent ant no prospects of becoming a Star Armor Master, an undoubtedly huge blow for Ansol, who aspired to achieve greatness.
“Is there no way to resolve my father’s Star talent issue?” Muria sighed, but he was still more concerned about his father’s situation.
“There’s currently no practical solution. It’s not just us who want to increase compatibility with Star talent. From the day Star Armor Masters appeared, humanity in this world has been seeking ways to do so!” Golden Dragon Mother shook her head.
“If the compatibility can’t be increased, what then for my father?” Muria asked.
“Well, actually there is one thod to raise compatibility, the simplest and most direct, without any side effects.”
“What thod?” Muria inquired. If such a thod truly existed, he wouldn’t mind trying it, for honestly, he found his own compatibility to be lacking.
“A force capable of realizing any fantasy, nearly omnipotent!” Golden Dragon Mother said with a smile, revealing the answer.
“Source power?” Muria rolled his eyes, “That’s as good as saying nothing. The source power I acquired in my last world has all been used up, none left.”
As a newbie barely stepping into the Epic Realm, he was in no position to hoard source power in case of ergency, a practice reserved for Epics of at least the third rank and fourth rank.
“In that case, there’s nothing that can be done. It’s all up to Ansol’s own efforts now,” said Golden Dragon Mother, spreading her hands helplessly.
“With that level of compatibility, how is he supposed to make an effort?” Muria pulled a face, in a world where Star talent determined everything, effort was predicated on having so inherent talent to begin with.
“You don’t have to worry about that. Although Ansol is suprely unlucky, he still has a bit of luck left.
You should know that this world had no Star Armor Masters until the teor Shower ca around three hundred years ago. That is to say, before that event, the humans of this world wielded a different system of extraordinary powers. But this system fell into complete decline once Star Armor Masters rose to prominence.”
“So my father intends to reacquire power through that now-declined system of extraordinary powers?”
“Exactly, he found a secret manual in the basent of his house, a manual for training oneself physically to beco a Martial Artist.”
“A guy whose talent is utterly rubbish finds an ancient manual for a declined system of extraordinary powers in his own basent… Why does this plot sound so familiar?”
Muria stroked his chin, “So my father is now researching how to beco a powerful Martial Artist?”
“Correct. Compared to a Star Armor Master, I think Martial Artist, an extraordinary profession that relies solely on one’s fists and physical strength to fight, suits your father better.” Golden Dragon Mother briefly described the characteristics of the declining profession of Martial Artist to Muria.
“Hmm, I think this extraordinary profession also seems quite suitable for . Where is my father now? I want to look at that secret manual he’s found,” Muria asked.
“He’s already left the federation’s territory and gone to the Wilderness to search the ruins of nations destroyed by the teor Shower. He wants to gather more secrets of the Martial Artists to create the strongest set of Martial Artist techniques.”
“Why head to the Wilderness? If they are secrets of a declining system of extraordinary powers, I don’t think there’s anywhere that would have more than the three Overlord-level nations in this world,” Muria pondered.
“But your father can’t get to them now, so he only has the option of going to the Wilderness, searching for manuals among the city ruins.”
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