Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1048

Chapter 1048 Second to None

"Bring me to the UniForm," Sylas said calmly.

Old Brama glanced at him and then headed to the door.

…

It wasn't long before they had made it there. Sylas didn't really care about his appearance right now and just tossed on a casual pair of robes. Usually, he would like to be well-dressed, but that part of him had flown out the window in the interest of practicality.

Whether he would end up with anything that could actually survive his battles in the future would take time.

"There are two people I need you to bring to the Golden Grove. My wife's father and a Merchant Guatum. They both have taken up Merchant Professions. The latter is a Memory Merchant. The former has yet to choose a path. I'm sure you know not to force him down one. He will choose one when he's good and ready.

"Both of them are on a Summoned World, so at best you can extend invitations. If they choose to accept, you will power their projections being sent here.

"Then there's Lorien. Give her the best training you would normally give an Inspector you felt had decent potential. No need to go much further than that for now. I want to observe her for a while longer."

Sylas had some thoughts about Lorien that were a bit complex. She would technically be his best asset when returning to the Skai 11331 Galaxy. But Old Brama's explosion over Charysm made him wonder if there was another potential path to take.

He definitely wasn't one, but that didn't mean that he definitely didn't have the abilities of some. The old man might be eccentric, but he wasn't a fool. No fool could craft something like the UniForm.

With that, he slipped into Andromeda once again.

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Old Brama frowned at Sylas' words. How could he have a Profession if he hadn't chosen a path already…

Suddenly, the old man's pupils constricted as he came to a realization. However, whatever surprise he had vanished into wisps of smoke.

Memory Merchants were also quite rare and valuable, but the other parts of Sylas' words had been so confusing that he practically glossed right over that.

By the time he had gathered his thoughts, though, Sylas had already slipped into Andromeda.

'He didn't even rest properly. His body may have recovered, but damage to Will and mental strength takes a lot longer. He didn't even last very long the last time. How long could he possibly last this time?'

Old Brama had gotten his marching orders, but thinking that Sylas wouldn't last very long in the first place, he didn't act on it immediately.

But as time began to slowly tick away, his expression went from indifferent to cold, until it sank to the depths of darkness.

He wasn't his granddaughter, he wouldn't think that Sylas had inexplicably died right in front of him. The only way that this would be possible was if…