Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1832

Chapter 1832: Nature v Nurture

Sylas found himself having to actively use his newly upgraded [Primal Gut] in order to process it properly. His mother watched with a smile that he only now realized had a hint of deviousness to it.

Sylas said a lot about how much Cassarae and his little sister understood him more than almost anyone else. But there was probably one person who stood on a tier all her own when it came to how much insight they had into his brain.

Isolde could have guessed Sylas' thoughts from start to finish.

He originally only sat down to eat the meal she cooked because she had cooked it, not because he had any real interest in eating it, and certainly not because he thought it would be helpful.

In fact, he had probably also weighed whether it was worth telling his mother that such "normal" meals were little different from eating air to him.

Normal rice and chicken would be processed by Sylas' body so hastily that it wouldn't even be left over as a fart, let alone real waste in his body. Any waste it might have formed would have been wiped out and crushed to nothingness.

But Isolde's current expression painted a different picture. Her eyes sparkled as though to say: that'll teach you for looking down on your mother.

By the third bite he took, there was practically a heavy pit in Sylas' stomach. He had grown so heavy that his chair creaked under him. But he still picked up his fork and took a fourth, and then a fifth.

The light in his eyes was growing brighter, and he could even feel his stats shifting. It was only by a few dozen points at a time-a drop in the bucket compared to the seven-figure monstrosities most of his Core Stats had become.

But this was just a single meal.

Sylas looked up and met his mother's amused look.

His mother and father had never been fools. They had never reached the level of the Grimblades because they had always prioritized family over everything else.

They worked normal nine-to-five days, not allowing the normal grind of running a business to bog them down. Yet, they had still been so successful.

Sylas' parents had been well-established before the Summoning. It had to be remembered that they had brought out a private jet to fly to the Grimblade's private estate.

They were more than well off. They had been of the 1%.

In a lot of ways, Sylas' parents weren't too different from him. They succeeded just enough until they were content and then didn't pursue more. But... they had done so for very different reasons.

They had done it for love of family and a cherishing of the time they had alive and their children.

Sylas had done it because he was bored.

But regardless of the reason, the ultimate result was the exact same. There was little difference at all.

Sylas underestimated his parents probably because he didn't really put anyone on his level. Most of his thoughts about how exceptional his sister was happened through the lens of an elder brother who wouldn't disparage his younger sister. His very existence was meant to protect her-how could he insult her?

Maybe in the same way, even though he never actively had thoughts that disparaged his parents, he still subconsciously babied them like he did Elara?

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