Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 52

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He couldn't take anything here for granted, even the water.

He pulled the grime off of his body and he seemed to feel better and better with every wipe. Soon, he was practically clean. Unfortunately, his pants were very much not. He was reluctant to put them back on.

At that moment, he heard footsteps to his back, and he sent a glance over.

A familiar woman—Olivia, if he recalled correctly—appeared. She didn't seem surprised to see Sylas, or maybe she wasn't surprised to see a person here and wasn't necessarily looking for him.

The woman's eyes were unruly, but Sylas didn't really care. She didn't really seem to be interested in him, but was rather trying to test if he would get antsy under her gaze.

He had seen women like this before. They tended to like pretending to be bold, but shying away at the idea of the actual act. If you pressed them, they would fold. She was most likely far more innocent than she let on.

He slicked his hair back and shook the water out.

"Olivia, is it?"

Olivia nodded.

"Nice to meet you."

Sylas tossed the cup back into the bucket and then bent down, sitting on the balls of his feet. He would just have to sacrifice this water to clean up his pants a bit, it seemed.

"What's your name?" She asked from behind, as though she didn't know. Honestly, she just wanted to see if there would be a response. If she was asking his name, then that meant Cassarae hadn't even bothered to talk about him. Maybe she could see something from him.

She was disappointed.

"Sylas."

"Mm," Olivia nodded. "I can give you a pair of pants if you want. It would just cost three coins."

"Coins?" Sylas asked, suddenly more interested in this conversation.

"You don't know what coins are?"

"I don't."

"Ah, maybe that makes sense if you're a bit lucky. They fall from humanoid creatures. They're the only ones with drops other than Genes, at least so far."

"I see. Then I'll try to gather the funds at a later date. I don't have that right now," Sylas said forthrightly.

"I can give it to you on loan. Just give me five coins later."

Sylas thought for a moment, then nodded. An almost 70% profit was ridiculous, but he didn't care much. He really didn't like the feeling of being dirty. If he hadn't been so tired yesterday, he would have never slept in this state.

By the time Sylas had dried off somewhat, Olivia had returned with another pair of simple pants, similar to his original ones, just a bit darker.