Chapter 88 - The Physical Exams Part 1 (1/2)

With Saylin's hologram floating in the sky above, the Overseers on the stage began ushering the first batch of 56 children up to the machines to start their physical exam.

Standing below and far away from one of the stages, Cynrik and Brance stood, watching the reaction of the exam devices. Neither brother was entirely sure if what Saylin had said was the truth. Cynrik especially was absolutely convinced there was some catch involved and as such, he had the group position themselves at the back of a line and out of the way.

His eyes were dimly lit with specks of light, representing each of his Affinities, as he had already activated his [Mana Sight] so he could observe every fine detail of the exam procedures. Cynrik and Brance had already used their [Inspect] skill on the device, but its description was too basic to fit their needs and was flooded with question marks.

{I'm inclined to believe that there's something more to what those machines are checking for; the question is, what exactly? It's not like talent traits are a thing, so they can't possibly be looking for a person's potential.} Crossing his arms and shooting a glance up at Saylin's hologram, Cynrik let his brother in on his thoughts.

{This may have something to do with that Perfect Foundation title we earned. If we could get it, there's no saying others can't, especially if they have any kind of backing. It wouldn't be difficult for wealthy parents to flood their kids with resources. With our help, even Gabby and Benny reached 5th Prestige.}

{Tobs, explain the perfect foundation again.} Feeling that Brance had a point, Cynrik requested the description he had received last night from the system on the grounds he felt like he had missed something.

-Perfect Foundation: The title given to someone who has reached the Prestige cap before their first evolution.-

-Effects: The primary purpose of the Prestige system is to allow the Host to stock up on Essence before evolving. In doing so, the massive influx caused by the release of this energy causes the Host to undergo a secondary evolution determined by either an unknown source or a randomly generated and predetermined benefit.-

-In the case of Host Cynrik, the source of the secondary evolution was one of the unique benefits from Raven God Odin, in the form of the Æsir bloodline being bestowed, a percentage buff to his stats, and the forceful evolution of the Dark Affinity.-

-The Perfect Foundation for Vinestran Natives is different but still quite impressive; it can present in the form of increased evolution of Codexes, Circuits, or even Body strengthening, allowing them to stand above their peers upon reaching Tier-1.-

-But the changes Host Cynrik and Brance went through were many times more intricate than what a typical system Host would receive, and in actuality, are closer to the changes presented upon evolving to a higher Tier such as the 3rd or 4th.-

This was the first time Brance got this information, and he was stunned by what he was hearing. He wasn't like Cynrik, who constantly analyzed every little thing. He had developed a habit of just letting his brother explain everything to him in a paraphrased way, but now he was starting to regret it.

{You're on to something here; if those machines are indeed looking for people with Perfect Foundations, then…} Cynrik's statement trailed off as he lost his train of thought, and his eyes went wide.

Across the courtyard, on the 3rd stage, one of the machines was repeatedly flashing and cycling from green to gold. The two Observers went into action, quickly shutting down the machine and escorting a teenage boy off the stage. The Green-haired boy, who held a haughty visage, and was wearing a complete set of bright blue leather armor, had a smug look painted across his handsome face. When he turned his head to the side, Cynrik could see his long, pointed ears.

As he was guided through the crowd, every time he passed by a girl, he would grossly wink at them and cast a charming smile in their direction. The effect of this disgusted Cynrik. Each girl he passed would blush brightly and giggle like a maiden in love.

Turning his head to the side to spit, Cynrik glared daggers at the guy. Then, feeling hostility coming from his back, the boy turned and looked in Cynrik's direction before waving kindly and chasing after his escorts.

{What's gotten into you?} Confused by his older brother's actions, Brance spoke up while nudging him with his shoulder.

{I'm not too fond of his kind, the playboy, charming prince type. In novels, he's the kind of person who will have some sketchy kinks. But that's not all, his trope tends to but heads with the MC instantly, and more often than not, ends up plotting some devious shit to throw the MC into dispair. That and he's probably rich too, and I'm sure he flaunts it. Just look at him, making eyes at every chick he passes, DISGUSTING, ptooi}

{Cant you take this seriously for once? Aren't you even slightly curious about why his machine flashed gold?} Brance wanted nothing more than to punch Cynrik but chose not to due to their surroundings.

{Nope, not in the least. It's simple to tell he has a Perfect Foundation; look at him with [Mana Sight]; he's already at Tier-1. All it's done is prove my hypothesis that there's more to these machines than we were told. The real question now is, where are they taking that scumbag piece of shit?}

Casting [Mana Sight], followed by [Inspect], Brance was able to verify Cynrik's words.

: Status :

: Dathúkowa Holiadon:

: Title - Perfect Foundation, Elven Royalty :

: Elven Male:

: Age-13:

: Tier-1 :

: Primary Class – Archer :