Chapter 1027 - Stealing Information
Chapter 1027 Stealing Information
This sudden action from Kerslin not only caught the Association by surprise but Greem as well. He had a confused expression stuck on his face.
He was a compatriot similar to it? That Kerslin could sense the Chip’s existence?
Greem suddenly started panicking when he heard the various frustrated shouts from around him. He couldn’t help but cut off the mental connection with this strange lifeform.
[Detecting unknown data source. Given the current Second Class authority, host can immediately browse, read, and download some of the public content and information. Requesting instructions from host. Copy information?]
While Greem was panicking, the Chip suddenly spoke up, and his attention immediately snapped back to focus.
Unknown data source? Public content and data?
So that’s what it was! Greem nodded his head silently.
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Greem finally met the legendary Association chairman in a secret room at one of the upper levels of the castle.
It was an old adept whose eyebrows, beard, and hair had all turned white. He wore a white adept’s robe on his person, along with a pointed adept’s hat. He had all sorts of magical rings on all ten of his fingers; powerful and radiant magical aura could be sensed all over his body where magical accessories could be worn.
Greem couldn’t help but fall utterly speechless.
His Elementium Sight distinctly showed that the chairman had a total of twenty-seven concentrated sources of magical flux on his person. All of these sources of magic were magical items of Third Grade and above. With the number of magical weapons he had, the chairman would be able to wipe out most of his opponents just by releasing each of his magical weapons once.
Ignoring the individual prowess of the chairman, the value of these magical items alone was beyond the ability of an ordinary Fourth Grade adept.
An absolute tycoon. The chairman was the most affluent man that Greem had ever seen!
Greem might have been slightly proud of his own magical equipment. However, compared to the chairman, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat ashamed at the inferiority of his magic items.
“You are Greem?” Chairman Freed narrowed his eyes and took a good look at Greem. After a while, he finally nodded and said, “Not bad, not bad all. You are just as excellent as they make you out to be. If I’m not mistaken, your Spirit has reached 39 points, hasn’t it?”
Greem knew that his spiritual condition could not be concealed. As such, he simply nodded and acknowledged it.
Laurent, who had accompanied him here, lifted his head in surprise. There was a trace of shock in his eyes when he looked at Greem.
The last time he had met Greem at Rhein City, Greem had been no more than a Second Grade junior. Yet, after just mere decades, he…he had exceeded Laurent himself. That…that was too unbelievable!
Thirty-nine points of Spirit. It had been four to five hundred years since Laurent had advanced to Third Grade, yet he had only managed to increase his Spirit to 37 points. That might sound close to peak Third Grade, but Laurent knew his own condition. The closer his Spirit got to the summit of Third Grade, the slower the progression of his meditation.
It was the main reason why Third Grade adepts start adventuring everywhere once they sensed their meditation becoming fruitless in improving their powers. They hoped to have their Spirit increase by the stimulation of danger and the risk of death, while also hoping to find unusual treasures or magical methods to aid the increase of their Spirit.
After all, meditating for decades while failing to sense any trace of progress was incredible torture to a person’s spirit. No ordinary person would be able to bear it!
However, this legendary fire adept had somehow managed to cross the threshold of Second to Third Grade in less than a hundred years. Did he genuinely have such stunning talent and potential, or did he possess some sort of strange treasure?
Laurent’s mind was disrupted and started to wander aimlessly. He tuned out of the conversation between Greem and the chairman entirely.
“My lord, I heard you wished to see me. Is there anything that you want to ask of me?” Greem hesitated for a moment but finally chose to be straightforward.
The two of them were on entirely different levels of existence. The manner and perspective by which they looked at issues were completely different from each other. As such, Greem didn’t dare to play any tricks in front of this honorable and powerful Fourth Grade adept.
A strange smile appeared on Adept Freed’s face when he heard Greem’s question. He chuckled slightly and asked, “Have you ever heard of…origin substances?”