Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1027

Chapter 1027 Protocol

Everything began to move at what felt like lightning speed. Sylas was registered for things he didn't even have the time to process and then thrown through orientations that didn't seem to have much to do with what he would be responsible for at all.

But he began to realize that something was wrong quite quickly. It made sense that Megean was a bit naive and haphazard with the way she did things, but the fact that her grandfather would be the same was odd.

It was either that this family was just so… quirky, or… the other foot would be dropping very soon.

Very soon was an understatement.

Sylas was just in the process of his final security clearance checks and registrations when the situation changed.

"Hurry it up, Megmeg. Didn't I teach you better than this?"

"You do it then!" Megean let out an exasperated sigh.

Sylas raised an eyebrow when the old man fell into silence when she said this. Something was definitely wrong.

If he was so insistent on speed, while Megean was a bit rude about it, especially considering he was her grandfather, there shouldn't be a reason why he wouldn't do it himself. If he could create UniForges, then he should know how to use them too.

Sylas didn't feel any pressure coming from the old man at all… but this didn't put him at ease. He could still feel the Inspector even though he was in the D-Grade. But this old man was unfathomable compared to that. He must have been beyond the D-Grade, or maybe in the furthest, deepest reaches of it.

If that was the case, there was no question who between he and his granddaughter would be faster.

'It seems I've gotten myself into the mix of something troublesome again.'

Sylas had come to understand much more about the structure of the Golden Grove, but while he had some guesses about what was happening, that didn't mean that he was completely knowledgeable of everything.

Finding general knowledge was easy enough in a medium like that one. But teasing apart what were basically open secrets and common knowledge to these people was actually much tougher.

Who had had rivalries for many years? Who liked whom? Who disliked who?

These felt like superficial questions, and it was because of that they were so much more difficult to handle.

And yet, Sylas wasn't surprised at all when someone suddenly burst into the room.

Sylas' gaze calmly turned toward the door to find yet another odd Race looking right at him.

The man's skin was golden, a single blue gem embedded right into the middle of his forehead. Somehow, his hair looked more like sculpted metal than it did real hair. Sylas would have thought that it was a helmet or treasure of some sort if his senses didn't clearly pick up that it was truly part of the man's body.

A man of golden metal.