Chapter 540: Finish Comprehending
"He got 9% this time... was it the Black Sun inheritance?" a young genius muttered, eyes fixed on the fading glow above the Tower of Resonance gate.
"I think so too," another chimed in, nodding thoughtfully. "He fully comprehended the Flame Tyrant totem to perfection—maybe because he had some affinity with it, like a class or bloodline synergy. But for the other inheritances, he seems more... above average, not monstrous."
"Yeah," a third added, adjusting the badge on his chest. "Maybe that freakish bloodline of his is what helped him master the Flame Tyrant inheritance. Don’t forget—he suppressed those Grimes Family goons like it was nothing. That wasn’t just power. That was bloodline superiority."
"Still," someone else pointed out, crossing their arms, "9% in one week isn’t something to scoff at either. It’s well above the average pace. For any normal elite genius, that’s an incredible start."
Their voices wove together, forming a small echo of speculation, curiosity, and begrudging admiration. They clustered in loose circles near the Tower’s edge, their gazes flitting between the number still faintly lingering above the gate and the distant figure of Max Morgan as he walked away, unhurried and unreadable.
In their eyes, a new understanding was settling in—Max wasn’t some unstoppable monster who dominated every inheritance with ease.
He was a gifted outlier in one and promising in others. Someone worth watching, but perhaps not fearing... not yet. And as that idea rooted itself in their minds, the tension around Max’s name seemed to subtly ease.
Exactly as he wanted.
"Interesting..." Jason smiled lightly seeing Max’s performance this time, his face unreadable.