Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 364

Chapter 364: Memory Merchant

Sylas looked at this message in silence for a long while. It was from Lucius, expectedly. It was respectful, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it as well. But Sylas was too intelligent to take it at face value.

Still, his expression didn't change. He calmly closed the message and stepped outside.

The wind hit him, along with a bit of the foul smell of these slums. He looked up into the skies, his expression calm.

'Not yet...'

Sylas began to walk, his thoughts churning. He shed the previous suffocating thoughts and began to think. Something must have happened.

He walked aimlessly through the streets for about half an hour before he understood. Then, he began a new action plan.

...

An hour later, Sylas stood before a shabby shop that had quite a number of guests despite its small size. Making his way through these people was exceptionally easy... because he hardly had to do anything at all.

With a snap of his fingers, the city guards moved to his command, and suddenly the entire region was shut down. The merchant didn't even realize what was happening until everyone scattered and Sylas walked in.

[Selvian Guatum]

[Officially Licensed Merchant of Guiz City]

[Level: 7]

[Profession: Memory Merchant (Bronze)]

[Special Talent: Record]

>[Able to record any witnessed memory]

[Favorability: N/A]

Sylas didn't expect to see such a status screen. The problem wasn't seeing it itself, because with his current scouting skill, plus the boost of Silver Mastery Madness, it wasn't a surprise that he could see this. The real surprise was that he didn't believe that this profession was as simple as it seemed.

He looked to the side to find that Selvian had a particular penchant for selling skills. They were weak, most were F-, with the very rare occasional F, but that was when Sylas realized what his intuition was pointing him toward.

'Able to record any witnessed memory... the strength of this profession is going to be decided by what the barriers of the word "record" mean...'

If Selvian knew that Sylas had already seen through his greatest secret, he would be doing more than shitting the bricks he already was now.

The silence was deafening. Sylas didn't seem to be in a rush to speak as he scanned every inch of the store, and every second that passed by was like another weight added to Selvian's chest.

"You're recording me right now?" Sylas suddenly asked.

Selvian choked on his own spit and almost directly passed out. However, the chair behind him caught him, forcing him to wake up again.