Chapter 54: The One Who Stands Above
As I stepped into the room, it became clear to me that it was a competition of some kind. However, that's not what truly marked me. Instead it was the dozens of eyes who kept looking at me as if me entering made the atmosphere of the room crackle under a mix skepticism, curiosity and anticipation. Through the corners of the angel mask's eye holes, I could see the tiny shifts in body languages, the conversation that were abruptly stopped and the way people tried getting closer as if trying to check out my mask and identity.
I activated Scan, allowing my vision to overlay with names, occupations, and skill ranks.
Most of the competitors fell within D-Rank to B-Rank, their job titles ranging from Astrophysicist, Aerospace Engineer, Astronaut Trainee, Satellite Technician, and even some Pilots. Among them were a handful of A-Rank Judges, individuals designated to oversee the trial and determine who among the participants was worthy of advancing to the NASA hiring process in the U.S..
This wasn't just a simple game. This was an evaluation system built into modern society—a way to keep international tryouts efficient. If you weren't good enough, you'd know before you wasted your time. It was a process used by major organizations worldwide, ensuring only the best candidates made it through.
And I had just walked in without an invitation.
The stares intensified, but I didn't acknowledge them. Instead, I stepped forward to where the participants were gathered and directed my voice to one of the A-Rank Judges.
"Can I join?"
A murmur spread through the crowd. Some glanced at each other, whispers already forming.
The judge, a woman with sharp features and a uniformed stance, regarded me with a measured gaze. "This is an open trial. If you believe you are capable, then you may participate."
Simple enough.
I nodded, stepping into position—but before I could fully settle in, a voice rang out.