Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Chapter 139: Peak of the vineyard

Atlan opened the door with the number '9' embossed on the metal. 9-star rarity Genus was the best anyone could ever hope for. But for Atlan, that was only second to the best. He had two 10-star Genus for himself that dictated his bloodline. Because of those two Genus, he became the Angelic Reaper of Souls.

He obtained the 10-star Grim Reaper Genus by stealing the God of Death's powers during his Pre-Remedium Draft while he got the 10-star Angel Genus by witnessing their global extinction from the face of the Earth.

If he obtained a 9-star Genus now, he didn't know if that would result in him changing his bloodline a third time. As far as he knew, only the strongest Genus could change his bloodline.

It doesn't matter. I'll probably gain another mutation from this Genus, and not a weak one at that.

Atlan stepped inside and saw the same trellises lined up in a row. But these didn't seem endless. By his estimation, there were only about a hundred fruits hanging on the few fences.

This wasn't that surprising. When he went through the 8 levels of bunkers, he noticed fewer and fewer Genus fruits with each level he went down.

The higher the rarity, the lesser there are…

He looked around and noticed that the blue skies were gone and instead replaced by a misty white fog that enveloped the whole plain.

He also noticed that the plains were no longer on an incline. Each bunker he went through showed a plain that was increasingly getting steeper. It was as if he was climbing a mountain.

Did I reach the top? Then this fog isn't a fog at all; these are clouds!…Is this peak even higher than the clouds? Stay tuned to M V L

Atlan looked up and was surprised to see the blackness of space staring at him from the gaps in the clouds. This place was so far up the heavens that the sky turned black!

If the peak was this high, then the Genus it contained must be otherworldly.

The fruits hanging on vines were ethereal, to say the least. The first row of Genus all had miniature stars orbiting the fruits as if it was the center of a galaxy! And if Atlan wasn't looking at it directly, it would change shapes. It was a normal apple at first, but then it changed into a five-sided star the next time he looked at it.

He saw fruits wiggling like an egg about to hatch. They seemed alluring. If Atlan hadn't reminded himself to be careful and picky with his choice, then he would have chosen the first Genus fruit he saw.

Since there were only about a hundred Genus fruits in the entire vineyard, Atlan decided to look at them all before he decided on which one he wanted. He only had one chance at this.

But that was easier said than done. With each row he passed, he seemed to get better and better fruits. He didn't know why it was better, but it was in his instinctive human nature to know that he was in the presence of something godlike.

And before he knew it, his hands disobeyed his mind and reached out to pluck the nearest Genus fruit.

[Unauthorized temptation detected]

[Forceful enticement denied]

Atlan stopped himself just before he touched the Jupiter-colored Genus fruit.

If it weren't for his SSS class Physique LifeSkill and his 10-star Genus studded bloodline, he would have been tempted to pick out the Genus. It was close. If it were any other human, they wouldn't have been able to cross the first row and would have been tempted to get the first fruit they came across.

I underestimated these Genus fruits.

He thought he was the one lucky to receive such a Genus, but it turned out that these Genus were the ones lucky to have him instead! Why else would they want to tempt him to pick out their fruit? The Genus fruits should have repelled him instead.

With each fruit he passed, he felt an increasingly compelling feeling to pick one out. They wanted to be picked.

Does the Genus get something from me if I pick them?

He wouldn't have pondered this question if the Prime Humans hadn't planted the seed of doubt in his mind. Maybe they had a point. Maybe there was something wrong with adding another Genus to a human bloodline.

This would have made him second-guess his decision to obtain another Genus, but he shook his head. He shouldn't blindly believe someone he didn't know.

It'd be a waste to miss this opportunity. And even if there was something malicious happening, then his SSS class LifeSkill and his 10-star Genuses could easily overpower a mere 9-star Genus trying to do something to his body.

He continued to stroll through the trellises, making sure to keep his distance from each of them.

But as he reached the last one, he found nothing that suited his taste. There were no more fruits beyond the row, just a descending plain shrouded in fog. He had a feeling that he'd end up getting kicked out the moment he passed the fog.

Perhaps it was because he was too careful in choosing, but there was nothing that prompted his instinct.

Don't get it wrong, each of those fruits was powerful in its own right. These were Genuses that would make even Razer mad with envy. However, none of them felt like the right fit for him.

Should I just pick out the strongest one I see?

Atlan activated his Thermal Vision and was immediately blinded by the fruits. It was as if he looked directly at the sun at its peak! He immediately averted his eyes to protect his retina from being damaged.

He was going to deactivate his Thermal Vision, but then he saw something out of the corner of his eyes.

There was a dim yellow light blinking deep underground. He wouldn't have even seen it if he hadn't tried to avert his eyes from the bright Genus fruits.

But now that he saw it, he knew that this was something special. It was calling to him.

That was a Genus fruit! And strangely enough, it had the same shape as a rectangle with a knob on the side.