Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 6

"Her gene sequence has a very sophisticated suppression layer," Primo said, its tone turning serious. "It looks like a man-made gene lock. Based on the scan data, the original host's real gene rank and spiritual power rank are both S-class."

Margaret jolted fully awake, shooting up in bed. "Say that again?"

"The original host—Margaret—was always S-class in both gene and spiritual power," Primo repeated. "The C-class she showed was hidden by some kind of technique. It could be external suppression or a gene seal. Basically, this body has always had S-class potential buried inside it."

"Holy..." But before Margaret could even finish those words, a thought popped up right behind them.

If the original host is really S-class—why hide it?

"Primo," she said, her voice tight. "Can you find out who set the suppression layer? Or when? Or why?"

Primo said, "Sorry, Host. That information is also blank in my database. I can detect the suppression layer, but I can't trace its origin or the reason for it. It might involve the original host's private history, or it might be locked behind higher-level permissions."

Margaret fell silent.

Great. I have a system, but it is almost useless. Anything important—it doesn't know.

But right now, what bothered her more was the why.

Why hide it? Was it malicious—just to make the original host suffer? Or was it meant to protect her? That didn't make sense, though. In this world, being S-class should have given her more protection.

"Host." Primo's voice cut through her thoughts. "I can help you remove the gene suppression layer and activate your S-class spiritual power. But it will cost 500 points."

I can activate it?

Margaret's interest sparked. According to the system, she earned 0.01 points per minute. That was 14.4 points a day. So in about a month, she could afford it.

She smiled and couldn't help asking, "Can I get an advance?"

Back in the old world, she would have been rejected immediately. But Primo answered without hesitation, "Yes, Host. You have an advance limit of 5,000 points. You have 4,500 left. Activate now?"

Margaret froze for a second, then quickly realized—this wasn't the old system anymore.

She lay back down. "Since I got a second chance," she said, "and since this time I have free will—I'm going to live unapologetically. Do exactly what I want. Slap every hypocrite who deserves it. Go big or go home. Let's do it."

"Host, are you sure? The process might be painful. And it's not a hundred percent guaranteed to succeed."

Margaret barely frowned. "Look at my life. Being C-class wasn't exactly great anyway. If it works, I'm S-class. If it fails, I stay a C-class loser. How much worse can it get? I'm sure. Activate it."

"Ding. Command received. Beginning gene suppression layer removal. Estimated time: three minutes. Mild to moderate pain may occur. Please keep breathing steadily."

Margaret took a deep breath, adjusted her lying position, and said, "Bring it on."

The first second, she felt nothing.

By the tenth second, a warm current rose from deep inside her spine.

By the thirtieth second, that warmth had turned into boiling lava. It spread along every nerve, burning through her limbs and bones.

"Two more minutes," Primo's voice announced in her mind. It sounded oddly worried.

Suddenly, Margaret remembered something. She grinned through the pain. "Primo, after I activate this, do you think those three assholes will regret it?"

"Host, you're thinking about that now?" Primo asked.

"Of course." Her voice came out in choppy fragments because of the pain, but her eyes were smiling. "They spent three years looking down on a C-class loser. Then suddenly she's S-class... D*mn, just thinking about it feels good."

Primo sighed, "You really aren't afraid of pain..."

Pain?

Does it hurt? Yeah, it does. But compared to the life I had before? Reginald used to break my legs just because I was a few minutes late dropping off those damn rubbers for him and Nicole. This pain is nothing.

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