Sylas was fairly confident in getting this far, but for the next steps, he would be flying blind, not to mention the fact he was on a time crunch.
He could still withstand the chilling wind for longer, but once he started to focus on this task, it would surely begin to take up his Wisdom. By then, he might start suffering again.
It also had to be remembered that he had to complete this round within 50% of the time Brisa took to complete it. Or else he would be disqualified and fail the Dungeon. By then, all the work he had done would be useless.
The good news was that he had only taken a few minutes to get here at most, thanks to the time crunch that had been his fusion time limit. The bad news was that he still wasn't sure how long this would take.
But he hoped that the risk would be worth it.
The first thing he did was truly tap into the senses of One Kind For Me. He wanted to feel what made Nosphaleena Serpentes; only that way would he be able to take away the Genes that made her decidedly not that.
However, the process was more complicated than even he had guessed.
The reason for that was obvious.
Physical Genes, Mental Genes, and Unique Genes were the only three categories of Genes that Sylas knew until this point. But none of them seemed to be particularly "Race specific."
He could take Strength Genes from beasts and incorporate them into his body just fine, for example.
The only gray area was Unique Genes that required unique catalysts that might or might not be Race specific. But even then, that wasn't necessarily the case.
So what exactly did it mean to be a specific Race? Where were the Genes that differentiated them? Why was he human? Why was Nosphaleen a Clypsian?
These were answers that Sylas didn't have. However, his focused attention on One Kind For Me was giving him insights he had never seen before.
'How... fascinating...'
As a man of Earth, Sylas' natural instinct toward Genes was inextricably linked to DNA. The DNA was a series of nucleotides, and Genes were segments of DNA and could be either expressed or suppressed depending on one's stage of life, development, or even various environmental factors.
Due to this bias, most of the time he thought of the word Gene, as used by the system, to just be used in a more colloquial sense. It was better to think of Genes as power-ups than real Genes because that didn't make sense.
However, that perspective began to change somewhat after he saw the Basilisk King's Gene Sequence. That was the wake-up call, the insightful incident that made it quite obvious to him that the Genes of this "fantasy" world and that of Earth were one and the same.
That left a question, though...
How?
Why could he just take Genes from one Race and incorporate them into himself?
However... wasn't the answer obvious?
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