Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 963

Chapter 963 Adaptation

[Wave Two - Covenant of the Wild]

[Time to Wave Three: 00:23:59:59]

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Sylas opened his eyes, a frosty aura radiating out from the Serpentes around him. He gave the wave name a glance and frowned.

Something told him that these names were more important than they seemed. A part of him had thought that this was because he was reading them in Ancient Ithkuil and maybe overthinking it. But now he felt it even more substantially than he had during the first wave.

Unfortunately, there were no answers sitting around waiting for him.

Aether circles began to form one after another, humanoids appearing one after another. They moved as though they were apes, their knuckles pressing against the ground and their heels grinding into the dirt as they leapt and lunged forward in a laboring gait.

Their faces were covered by bone-carved, feathered masks. And quite frankly… they didn't look threatening in the slightest.

The tallest of them was barely 5'6" to 5'7" or so. With them crouching like that, they looked even smaller in stature.

They lacked menacing claws, and given how poorly their bodies were constructed for their current form of movement, it looked as though they were presenting themselves for death.

Their stats were all around six or seven thousand, but their Effectiveness was in the tank.

'Something is wrong…'

The humanoids were rushing forward, the beast skins that covered their lower bodies swaying with their odd movements. They looked like…

Jokes.

The humanoids were rushing forward, the beast skins that covered their lower bodies swaying with their odd movements. They looked like… _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}

Jokes.

It was like they were insane asylum humans that had just broken free from their restraints. But Sylas knew that something had to be up. There was no way the system would give him such an easy victory.

He thought about commanding his Serpentes to act on the plan he had formed before, but he changed his mind. With a stomp of his foot, he rushed ahead.

It was as he said… strength alone wasn't enough. He would become all-powerful and all-knowing. The first part to the latter was trusting his deductive abilities and being inquisitive.

BANG!

Sylas ignored the swarming humanoids for just one. He only gently used his telekinesis to continuously push them away every time they got close.

He began an exchange with just one of them.

In just the first three, he found that he could have killed him three separate times already.

It had to be known that Sylas wasn't even using his Scorpion Warlord Armor right now. His stats weren't even 10% of the humanoid's. So why the hell was it so weak?

And then he felt the change on the fourth exchange, then the fifth.

'Oh?' Sylas' eyes blazed with light. 'Fascinating. Fascinating.'

Adaptation.

By the fourth exchange, there was a substantial change to the danger the humanoid posed to him. In terms of power itself, nothing changed. But Sylas sensed the tick up in warning signs from his Luck.

'It's not just it…'

Sylas' gaze focused on the others around him. They were learning as well.

Finally, he understood what the trap of his Wave was. If he just rushed in, going all out to kill them as quickly as possible, these Tribal Humans would adapt, their strength morphing and changing in Effectiveness.

If he was correct, they might even reach a point by the end of the Wave that rather than their Effectiveness being far beneath their stats, it was actually the vice versa.

'My original plan is the absolute worst for this situation…'