Chapter 100: Power Ranking (Part 3) [BONUS]
"Now, Mr. Adyr, lastly, we’ll be checking your durability against harmful substances," Corven’s voice came through once more.
"Sure, go ahead," Adyr replied.
He looked slightly worn from the previous tests, but his recovery was already underway. At this point, his body had surpassed the threshold of normal biology, and minor tissue damage and fatigue repaired themselves with just a moment of stillness.
"This one will take less time compared to the others," Corven continued. "I’ll begin filling the room with various gas compounds, gradually increasing their intensity. The sequence will start with a mild eye irritant and end with a high-level neurotoxin. I’ll monitor your vitals directly and adjust the dosage accordingly, so there’s no need for direct communication unless something feels wrong on your end. Just signal us if you detect a critical reaction."
After receiving a nod of confirmation from Adyr, the test began.
He noticed four vents open in each corner of the room. A faint red mist began to spread—Capsin Fog, the eye-irritant gas.
The flow continued for several moments. Once the concentration reached a measurable threshold, Adyr’s eyes finally reacted—slight watering, a sting that barely registered. Corven immediately cut the feed. A secondary system kicked in, clearing the air through powerful vents, scrubbing the chamber clean.
Corven noted the response, then advanced to the next stage.
Gas by gas, the procedure repeated. Chlorava Mist, Neurodrift, Myoplex-7—each one more aggressive than the last. With each level, Corven observed how Adyr’s body fought back—his vitals remained stable, reflexes sharp, and recovery near-instant.
Finally, the sixth and final gas—Blackvane—was deployed. Even in trace amounts, it was potent enough to collapse a human in seconds. But Adyr withstood it longer than any subject they’d ever recorded.
Once the final cycle completed and the room was fully purged, Corven spoke into the microphone again.