Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Chapter 136: Overgrown garden

"I won't join."

Adam was silent for a second as he looked at Atlan. The Prime Human thought that he said enough good things about Prime Humans to convince him. Other people jumped at the chance when they found out the truth about humans. But not Atlan

"You are missing out. We can make you so much stronger than you are now. You would even be able to surpass Razer!"

"No need."

Adam thought that Atlan had no desire for strength, but he was wrong. In truth, Atlan didn't need their help. He was already getting stronger just by reaping the deaths of everything around him. He didn't even need to join their secret organization to gain access to a Trait. He could probably gain more Traits in the future even if he didn't become a Prime Human.

Sigh. "I thought you would join us, Star Porter. You are one of the best prospects we have ever seen in recent years. Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Adam took out something from his pocket and gave it to Atlan. "I can't force you to become a Prime Human, but you're young. There's time for change. If you ever feel like you want to unlock the hidden potential in your body, then find the Eden bar and give this to the bartender."

Atlan received a black medallion with an embossed emblem of a naked man spreading his legs and arms to the side.

Atlan activated his Thermal Vision and looked at the medallion. Aside from being made with a mysterious material that could perfectly insulate the medallion from the heat and cold, there wasn't anything suspicious inside. Even his SSS class Physique LifeSkill found no evidence of foul play with this medallion.

"Think about it," Adam's voice floated in the air, but he was already long gone when Atlan looked up. It was as if he never existed.

Atlan decided to keep the medallion. He was still curious about Traits and knew that the only ones who knew about how they worked were the Prime Humans. He also felt like he could use the medallion someday, but he didn't know what.

With no other thing to distract him, Atlan set his sights on the Garden Club.

He noticed that there was a door inside the steel gate that was slightly open. Even if there was no one to welcome him, Atlan helped himself and entered the Garden Club. Even if he was trespassing, Atlan didn't care. There wasn't anyone to catch him anyway.

Once inside, he felt like he was in a jungle.

The entire garden was overgrown. The cobblestone paths were barely visible in front of him as they had carpet-thick moss and slithering vines covering it. On the sidewalk were grasses almost as tall as him swaying in the wind.

He looked around and saw all kinds of trees with thick, heavy branches that had entangling vines around them. Some grew stout but thick, and some grew tall but thin. It was a mix of tropical and winter trees that didn't seem to wither even in the wrong conditions.

As he followed the overgrown cobblestone pathway, he came across forgotten statues filled with cracks that the vines and moss grew a home into. Even in its damaged state, Atlan recognized the figure.

The man had two faces on one head and had a giant key in his hand. This was the Genesis God.

If it weren't for these statues guiding the way, Atlan would've gotten lost from all the foliage blocking the cobblestone path.

After a few minutes of walking, he finally came across a man in a white coat watering the lotus plants in his pond.

He immediately activated his Thermal Vision and inspected the man. And surprisingly, he didn't have a very bright inner body temperature. It was as if he was a normal human who didn't have any LifeSkill at all.

Atlan walked forward, with his steps crunching vines and dried leaves. But even then, the man seemed too focused on watering his lotus plants to even notice that Atlan was already behind him.

"Excuse me."

"GAHH!" The man was so startled that he fell onto the pond and resurfaced with a lotus plant on his head.

"Sorry."

The man didn't even mind the fact that his white coat was soaked in the mossy pond water, he was more stunned at the fact that there was somebody actually inside the Garden Club.

"Are you okay?" Atlan asked.

"Are you real? Am I hallucinating again? That's weird. I haven't eaten any mushrooms today."

Atlan coughed. "I'm real."

The man didn't expect to hear a human response from Atlan.

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He looked like a man stranded on an alien planet who finally found someone after years and years of isolation.

"By God! There's someone that's actually here in the Garden Club!"

Atlan wasn't so surprised with that. The Garden Club looked so neglected that he even thought that it was abandoned with no one tending to it anymore.

"Are you the only person here?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Gardening isn't exactly the most popular club in the City right now. You should have seen us in our heyday! Everyone had plants in their homes and even on their mounts. Sigh…."

The man turned silent as he reminisced about old times. "Oh sorry about that. I always get too carried away daydreaming. Usually, it doesn't matter since I'm alone anyway, but now I've got someone to talk to. My name is Geminus."

"I'm Atlan."

The man didn't recognize him, which was a welcome breath of fresh air. It looked like he wasn't caught up to date with the current gossip in the City.

Geminus then looked at Atlan with pleading eyes. "Hey, since you're here can you help me with a little something?"

Atlan was hesitant, but he still heard the guy out. "What is it?"

"I'm a bit short on hands right now, as you can see." Geminus pointed at the overgrown vines and moss all around the Garden.

"I can't take care of these plants all by myself and it leads to a lot of plants being neglected.

These poor plants. Without someone to take care of them, they all turn dead without a chance of blossoming.

Will you join the Garden Club and help me?"

Atlan wanted to refuse. However, he suddenly saw the familiar words pop up in his vision.

[You have reaped the deaths of simple beings] x3524