Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Chapter 59: Go to market?

"Woah! Did you guys see that? Who is that?"

"Wait! I think it's that famous Porter!"

"You mean he's that one? He's heroic and he's also good at self-defense? What a package!"

A small crowd gathered near the corner where the fight took place. They all saw Atlan dismantle both of those Saviors with just a few moves. Almost all of them knew about the hot story of the Porter's brave actions of saving his fellow teammates. However, only a sparse few recognized who Atlan was.

And by now, people also found out that Atlan was part of an elite group of geniuses who were able to advance to the 2nd stage Student realm in just one week! That was a kind of talent that could not be replicated just by anyone!

They were all surprised to find out that Atlan was also good at Martial Arts. Even though his moves were crude, his insane reaction speeds and robust physique allowed him to overcome those flaws.

They knew that a Physique LifeSkill was good, but they didn't know that it was that good. He took that electrical charge like it was nothing!

"Excuse me." Someone pushed themselves through the crowd and walked towards Atlan and Wemby.

She had her hands on her waist and a stern look on her face. "What do you all think you're doing?"

Atlan was surprised to see that a crowd had gathered around him. Not only that, Miss Lizzie was also there with an angry look on her face. What did I do this time?!

Lizzie glared at both of them, but she especially scowled at Wemby.

"Are you fighting with the Operators again? Wemby, I can't believe you! And now, you even influenced Atlan in your schemes!"

Wemby raised his hands innocently. "I didn't! Even though I wanted to fight, I held myself back! And the newbie is the one who acted by himself, don't blame me!"

He quickly threw Atlan under the bus.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Lizzie had her hands on her waist and scrutinized Atlan.

But he just shrugged. "I was advocating for pacifism!"

Lizzie looked back and saw the unconscious bodies of the Vanguard and the Operator. That was being a pacifist?

She sighed. "I know that you wanted to stop them from fighting, but you didn't have to do it by yourself. You could have reported to the HeadQuarters and they'd be stopped by other Saviors.

Once again, you put yourself in danger. Even though it seemed like you took that without wincing in pain, I know that you lost a lot of SoulTime from that."

Lizzie, Wemby, and everyone else who witnessed Atlan fight against the two Saviors all saw him take electric damage from the Operator's battle suit. That would have been enough to incapacitate 2nd stage Students.

They all thought that Atlan used his Physique LifeSkill to resist the paralyzing effect of the electricity. But even so, they all believed that Atlan must have lost a lot of SoulTime from that attack. It only looked like it didn't affect him because he was brave and lionhearted.

But in truth, Atlan didn't have to do anything. His SSS class Physique LifeSkill just advanced to the 2nd stage, and it enhanced his natural body defenses by a large margin. He truly felt nothing from the electricity that tried to fry his body.

When he looked at his SoulTime, he didn't lose any time at all.

[SoulTime]

—40 yrs : 111 d : 04 hrs : 16 min : 49 s

He even gained a day in his SoulTime because a day has elapsed from when he gained his SoulTime.

But they didn't know that. If he told everybody the truth, they would quickly wonder how he was able to defend against two Saviors who were both in the 2nd stage Student realm.

After all, he was only a Porter. He wasn't a tank who had tremendous defenses around their body.

"You must have lost about a month from that, right?" Lizzie asked, disappointed.

Atlan nodded his head and didn't say anything else.

"I can see how he was able to return to the Remedium to save his teammates. He doesn't care about his SoulTime!"

"I wish I had that courage. I don't even get into sparring sessions because I don't want to waste SoulTime."

"He's the star porter. He's going to get a lot more missions and get rewarded with a lot more SoulTime. He'll probably get blessed with more than a year from his next mission."

"Ahem!" Lizzie looked at all the onlookers. "Why don't you guys make yourselves useful and bring those guys to the church, will you?"

The crowd quickly dispersed and some carried the Operator and the Vanguard away into their mounts. They need the help of the nuns to wake up from their unconsciousness.

"Sorry Lizzie. I just get so angry at those Quills, especially after that debacle with the newbie's mission. How could they not know that there's a Sapient Canzer there? Neumann lost a lot of SoulTime from that."

Wemby sighed and shook his head. He blamed the Operators for this disaster that affected Atlan and Neumann, two of his friends. If the Quills did their job properly, then Atlan and Neumann wouldn't have had to suffer during a routine mission. How could he not get angry?

"Why were those two arguing?" Atlan asked.

"Well, he's actually my teammate for my next mission and we were given a Canzer Report from the Operators. But how could we trust that report? Who knows if they made a mistake again?

So, we both tracked down the Operator and asked him if he double-checked the symptoms. Of course, typical Quill, he immediately scoffed at us and ignored us. And that's when the argument started."

Lizzie shook her head in disappointment. The Operators have been in hot water ever since that disaster with the newbie mission happened. This created further distrust and disrespect from both specialties. She wouldn't be surprised if this wasn't the first fight that happened this morning.

"Anyway, I have to go and prepare for my mission and just hope that everything goes well. Ugh. Those Quills have one job. One job!"

Wemby tried to put his anger behind him.

"Oh, and I forgot to congratulate you, newbie. I knew you were going to be a transcendent talent." Wemby gave him a smile and a pat on the back. "Just keep doing what you're doing, newbie. Oh, and I'm gonna still keep calling you that even if you surpass me, okay?"

With that, Wemby called his mount and left the HeadQuarters.

Ah! I forgot to ask him how to 'party'.

Just as he was about to shout towards Wemby, Lizzie suddenly took his hands and dragged him to her truck. "Atlan, come with me."

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to the armory market." She poked his chest. "I'm going to get you some good armor. You can't just waste your SoulTime like that."

Armory market…a place to buy armor, swords, and…guns.