My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 489

She paused for a moment, wide-eyed, as she realized the truth.

’The City Lord really gave me a reward!!!’ The thought made her squeal with excitement, and a smile spread across her face. ’I’m definitely going to work hard to earn more of that fruit!’

With renewed energy and determination, Rose immediately got back to work, conjuring more Ice Crystal Spikes along the wall, knowing that whatever Kisha had given her was exactly what she needed to keep getting stronger. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

Seeing Rose fired up and fully committed to creating Ice Crystal Spikes, Kisha couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction.

It was clear that Rose had figured out the significance of the fruit she’d been given and was now thoroughly motivated, likely hoping for another Spiritual Fruit as a reward.

Kisha admired Rose’s sharp intuition—while she and Duke had consumed more of the same fruit, they hadn’t noticed the changes in their abilities as quickly or as precisely as Rose had.

This was likely only Rose’s second time consuming anything imbued with spiritual energy.

The first had been during an experiment when Kisha successfully cooked something using the spiritual crops into a meal.

Watching Rose now, Kisha felt a sense of pride; not only had the fruit worked, but it had also sparked a drive in Rose that could inspire others around her.

As Kisha descended the wall, a voice called out to her, catching her attention.

"City Lord!" Aston called, jogging toward her with a sheet of paper in hand, his expression slightly tense.

Kisha slowed her pace and turned to face him. "What’s the matter?" she asked, her tone calm but curious.

"I’ve received the latest list of newly awakened ability users from the person you assigned to oversee their registration," Aston said, pausing to catch his breath before continuing.

"Apparently, most of the abilities this time are classified as ’Artisan’ abilities." He frowned slightly, his tone a mix of confusion and curiosity. "I don’t really understand how that works, but that’s what the overseer said—they’re artisans."

Aston shifted awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "It’s not that I don’t know what artisans do, but I’m struggling to see how that fits as an awakened ability. I mean, I haven’t awakened myself, so I don’t really know the specifics."

"Hoooh!" Kisha exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she scanned through the list. "Isn’t this great?!" Her excitement grew visibly as she read further, a wide grin spreading across her face.

Aston tilted his head, still puzzled. "Is it, though?" he asked hesitantly, unsure of what had her so thrilled.

"Well, they might not be particularly useful for direct defense or offense," Kisha explained, her tone brimming with enthusiasm, "but they excel in support. These abilities allow them to create things that provide invaluable aid—just like artisans did in our previous society."

"Well, I can imagine what they might create, but how exactly does it help?" Aston asked, genuinely curious.

"Is it by crafting weapons that both normal humans and superhumans can use?"

He wanted a clearer understanding so he could better explain the potential of these abilities to the artisan-type awakened users.

Vulture and Sparrow, with their own unique abilities that were specialized in either offense or defense, couldn’t assist in guiding them, especially since many artisan-type ability users felt disheartened and useless.

They couldn’t directly contribute to defense or offense, and it’s not like they could just toss a pot they made at a zombie and expect it to be effective, right?

"Well, yes and no," Kisha replied, her tone calm but thoughtful.

Seeing Aston’s expression, she could already sense his concern. It wasn’t just him—those who awakened as artisans probably felt useless right now.

Kisha understood their predicament all too well. In her previous life, despite being a support-type ability user herself—or so she had thought at the time—artisan ability users had often been overlooked.