Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 177

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Every time Sylas set out, he would pick an island of rock and aim for it. Though his Aether was in a good place, he didn't want to be complacent.

He had been kicked down enough by this new world to know that caution should be the name of the game. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

So, regardless of how effective <Maddened Enlightenment> was, he never took it for granted. And every time he felt his Aether might be running thin, he stopped for the less than ten minutes it took to replenish himself before setting out again.

As time passed, the worries on Sylas's mind grew.

In the Madness Key, he had more than enough beast carcasses to feed himself. He even had the spatial water bottle he had bought the first time he set off to the Basilisk Dungeon.

Unfortunately, he couldn't use either.

If he took out the beast carcasses, they would be fried to burnt ash in a few seconds. And even if he took it out in pieces, trying to eat in a window between burnt and raw, with his mouth covered by this Aether skin he couldn't eat even if he wanted to.

That led to the worse of the two problems.

He could last a few days, even weeks without food. But what about water?

He was already feeling thirsty, and the heat was only making things worse.

If he didn't find a way out of this quickly, he would be facing death again. It was just that this time, it would be orders of magnitude worse.

Without a choice, Sylas could only push these thoughts down, moving forward as best he could. Worrying wasn't going to change anything.

He continuously scanned the region, trying to make sure that there wasn't anything he'd miss.

However, as the hours ticked by, and the thirst itching at his throat grew worse, the thought was quickly becoming all-consuming.

As he moved, he tried to think of a solution. Maybe there was a safe way to ingest something without burning himself to a crisp. Air could pass through, so why not water or food?

The unfortunate part was that it was too difficult to test. Testing alone meant risking his body. A single hole in this Aether skin could mean the end of his life.

He shelved the idea as he continued to move. He would leave it as a last resort. If he saw signs of his body shutting down, he would just have to try those ideas out.

There was another idea that was also brewing in his mind as well, but it was no less of a risk. In fact, it was the far worse of the two.

If he had to resort to that option, he'd definitely be on death's door.

'This place cannot be endless, that wouldn't make sense. Everything I know about the Aether Plane tells me that it's a perfect one-to-one representation of Earth if no advanced civilizations took root. There shouldn't be any geographical locations that bend the law of reason...'

There was no other choice but to comfort himself this way. But the fact he still hadn't seen any signs of life, or the others, was greatly troubling.

Over half a day later, when Sylas' lips were already beginning to crack and peel, he finally spotted something.

He rushed toward the oddity, but when he saw what it was his mood plummeted once again.