Genetic Ascension

Chapter 2132: Changing Gears

Sylas' mind was racing. This treasure fixed several problems for him.

First was the problem of how he was going to accelerate Earth's ascension from his side. Even if Elara managed to do what he asked of her, it would be meaningless if Earth wasn't primed and ready.

But this treasure would allow him to purge the Galaxy of all its resources, then replace every mine with kernels of Demi-God energy.

The best part was that the treasure wouldn't have the burden of dealing with the replenishing. Instead, the system would do it because it was already priming them for an ascent in the first place.

Sylas would swap out the engine, and the system would provide all the gas. The only thing wrong with that analogy was that the system would actually be doing the much harder part.

The second would be a problem of resources in the upper realms. If he pulled this off, he would be able to use his Progenitor status to make Earth and the Milky Way cooperate with the treasure, thus allowing it to mine just fine even in the Demi-God Realm.

Would he have to be more hands-on to make that work? Yes. But it wouldn't matter if he was getting the valuable resources he needed.

The third problem was an actual method of forcing the galaxy to rise up with Earth.

If the system was focused on replenishing Earth and the Milky Way, the lines would blur and it would make an elevation of the entire galaxy as a whole far more possible.

The trouble was that that still wouldn't encompass an entire Sector. The treasure had a wide scope, but a galaxy was its utmost limit.

The question was should Sylas take a step back and accept a galaxy-wide ascension as enough, or should he press forward?

The treasure didn't rely on formations much, but they were still at least 20% of its function. Sylas didn't have the skill right now to improve what was effectively a treasure at the limits of the Mortal A-tier.

Even if he wanted to find a method, it couldn't be done this way.

A solution might be to move the treasure from galaxy to galaxy and replicate the same feat.

The problem was that there were thousands of galaxies in a Sector, and the only one Sylas could accelerate with his Progenitor status was the Milky Way. All the others would take three or four months—and the only reason it was that fast was because the Milky Way Sector wasn't very powerful in the first place.

One didn't need to be a math wiz to know that was simply impossible given the constraints Sylas was under.

So improving the treasure was impossible, and hopping it from galaxy to galaxy was impossible.

Sylas briefly thought about trying to become the Progenitor of the Sector, but he wouldn't even know where to begin. Before he did any of that, he would have to wipe out the Kaelthar Mortal Thryskai Clan, and the other Thryskai certainly wouldn't take kindly to that.

Plus, that would almost certainly reveal his intentions to Rhykan who already had far too much time to prepare to begin with.

As much as Sylas would like to be rid of a scourge like the Kaelthar that had annoyed him at every step of his journey, he always knew how to look at the bigger picture.

'… I can't make this treasure better through formations. But…'

Sylas' eyes narrowed.

What made this treasure so valuable was the ore that formed it.

"Hey, you know I asked you a question, right?" Cassarae pinched Sylas' cheek, tugging on it.

"It's our ticket." Sylas said, pulling his cheek back into place.

"You're insane." Cassarae said.

"Yes." Sylas replied, then closed his eyes.

He was the Progenitor of the galaxy. If there was even a kernel of this ore anywhere in the Milky Way, so long as he focused on it, the World Spirits would get back to him.

Sylas stayed like that for over ten minutes, but he still hadn't come back with anything at all.

He knew that this ore had to be rare. For the Seeing Eye Guild to make such a large treasure out of it, it must have taken generations of constant looking and scouting.

Sylas thought of another wild idea, but he dismissed it quickly.

If he could craft human bodies, why couldn't he pop an ore out of thin air too?

Trouble was this ore was much too high level. And if he was the A-tier Fathomless Rune Creator he would need to be to do it, he wouldn't need to do any of this in the first place.

'There.'

Sylas had half expected not to find anything. To his shock, he did find something, but it wasn't in a location he expected.

It was in the Golden Bazaar, a place he hadn't been in a very long while and one of the first places he had been when he finally left Earth.

That was the place he had made contact with the Golden Grove Merchant Guild after he broke one of their rules and they tried to reprimand him.

However, the feeling was so faint that…

'This isn't coming from the galaxy. This ore is in the Golden Grove itself.'

Sylas didn't expect this. He expected even less that his senses would be so sensitive that he would be able to pick something like that up through a teleportation formation.

Was his sensitivity toward Aether that great now?

"I found it." Sylas said. "I'll be back."

Cassarae grabbed his arm. "Take me with you."

"You can leave?" Sylas asked with a raised brow.

"You haven't been paying much attention, have you? Look at the city's stats."

Sylas' eyes narrowed.

When had Casstle Main become an Elite City? They were that close to forming a Kingdom?

Sylas stopped his movement entirely. This changed everything.

"We're changing gears."

"You see, this is what happens when you ignore your wife. You end up wasting time—."

Cassarae was snatched up by her waist and shut up with a kiss.