Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Chapter 123: Golden ticket

"One punch…" She was at a loss for words.

She heard from the other people she interrogated that Atlan's strength was far above that of a normal Savior, and especially above that of a porter. The fact that he was able to reach the top spot of the race consisting of geniuses from both Territories was evidence enough of his strength.

However, this still be attributed to his natural talent and luck. She even guessed that Atlan's Physique LifeSkill was incorrectly assessed.

She guessed that Atlan had an A class LifeSkill!

But this didn't explain how he was able to come to blows against Razer. Even if Atlan had an S class LifeSkill, he shouldn't be able to overcome the two-stage difference between them.

Razer acknowledged Atlan's powers after only one punch. This meant that he must have felt challenged by it. He must have felt that his punch could even injure him!

Not only that, it finally made sense how Atlan was able to survive the horde. It was no secret that Atlan performed another heroic deed by offering himself as bait for others to leave.

Atlan must have used his tremendous physical strength to barely survive the Canzers that followed him!

It was only now that Pterina realized that Genesis City got extremely lucky that they were able to recruit Atlan before the other Gods got to him first. If they knew the kind of talent that this kid had, then they would undoubtedly do anything to get him into their camps.

Wait a minute, Pterina thought. If Razer can recognize his talent, then They would too…don't tell me…

"Did They invite you to join Mount Olympus?"

He nodded.

"Darn those Greeks!" she shouted and surprised Atlan with her outburst. "How dare they."

It was extremely inappropriate for Razer to recruit Atlan to Mount Olympus. There should have been a formal request to HeadQuarters in which the Gods themselves would negotiate about the possible trade or transfer of a Savior.

This usually took months of back and forth between the two Gods and their correspondents as they tried to negotiate a deal that was favorable for their territory. Sometimes, years would pass and the negotiations would come to nothing. Sometimes, it only took a few weeks for a successful deal.

However, the Olympian Gods circumvented this rule by having Razer recruit Atlan instead. It was legal but completely unprofessional.

Once proven that this recruitment happened, the Genesis God could use it as leverage to get a better deal with the Olympian Gods in the future. Experience more on mvl

Their assessment of Atlan must have been really good for them to try and skip through all of the lines just to get him to their camp as soon as possible.

Pterina knew that they couldn't let such a valuable asset be taken away by the other Gods.

She had to treat Atlan as if he was an S class talent who was even above Yasmine in importance. The fact that he was a porter made his presence in Genesis City even more significant.

"Did you accept?"

"I was thinking about it—"

Pterina immediately took out something from her tool belt and gave it to Atlan. "This is a ticket to the Vineyard. From the authority bestowed upon me by Genesis City, I now transfer possession of this ticket to you."

Atlan was given a shiny golden ticket with an embossed decoration of a tree with a lot of roots and branches. On the bottom right of the ticket was an underline where Atlan's name slowly got printed out of nowhere.

"What's the Vineyard?"

Pterina explained. "The Vineyard is a special place in Genesis City where the Genus are stored."

He locked eyes with her, his face full of surprise. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. Genesis City values your presence here in our Territory. I am giving you that ticket in hopes that you will appreciate all that we have to offer. We may not be bigger than the Olympus mountain ranges, but we have plentiful powers that they don't have."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"Yes. You will have one opportunity to pick a single Genus from the Vineyard for you to upgrade your bloodline. This is an honor that no Student had ever earned before. You are the first one."

Atlan didn't think that he would be given a new Genus from the City just like that. From what he heard from Neumann and the others, people would have to wait until they got to the Intern realm or Specialist realm before they earned a chance to change their bloodline.

He looked at the golden ticket with anticipation. If he obtained a good enough Genus from the Vineyard, then he could show more of his powers without them getting suspicious!

"And I advise you to visit the church soon. You are now eligible to gain 600 years of SoulTime as compensation for the accidents that happened during your mission and this incident as well.

I hope this shows you our sincerity in having you stay here in our City."

Atlan nodded. Pterina was giving him the same benefits that the Olympian Gods gave him when they wanted to recruit him. But now, he didn't have to undergo a thorough assessment from the gods to receive these rewards.

"Thank you."

"It's our pleasure. Oh, and about your battle suit. Usually, students aren't allowed to alter their uniform, but you are given that exception. You can keep wearing that black battle suit. You look good in it."

Pterina stood up and shook hands with Atlan.

"I know that both of your experiences in the Remedium turned out to be total disasters, but I hope you don't lose hope in us Operators. We are trying our hardest to find out why these disasters keep happening."

Atlan didn't blame them at all. In fact, he wanted to know more about their work instead. He wanted to know how they knew that the colossal Humanoid Wolf was weak against silver and angel power.

Just before Pterina left for the door, Atlan asked her a question.

"Do you know where I can ask more about Operators?"