Genetic Ascension Chapter 1173: Rewards (10) [Bonus]

Chapter 1173: Rewards (10) [Bonus]

[Cleary my last curse wasn’t enough for you, chrono. Just wait. I’m cooking up sothing diabolical]

‘I’ve got it.’

Sylas’ eyes flashed open, and the world swirled around him once more. He felt a strong sense of control and power as he delved into the sh of Reality, sinking his mind in deep as though pushing his fingers through moist piles of sand.

He sank in deeper and deeper until his Will and the sh of Reality around him practically had no difference whatsoever.

The two tos began to shake—one in Sylas’ palm, and the other hidden away in the Madness Key.

“Get this thing out of ,” the little girl said, exasperated, throwing it out.

But Sylas could tell that she was actually being helpful, especially as the to landed in his other palm. He had been too focused to notice the changes, but now he was feeling them in real ti…

Really feeling it.

He was too obsessed with the sh of Reality, not realizing sothing that should have been fundantal from the very start.

What exactly was the sh of Reality in the first place? If he thought about it in Earth’s terms, it was a net where space and ti interacted with one another, a playground of sorts where the laws of physics acted in their most fundantal of senses.

It made enough sense like that.

But what about in this world—the one that he was in right now? What were those “laws of physics” if not the individual Strokes of Runes? What were manifested laws if not Runes themselves?

He kept thinking of the sh of Reality and his Runes as two separate entities, but were they?

No, his thoughts were even worse than that. He kept thinking of the sh of Reality as though it was the foundation upon which Runes were allowed to exist, when in reality… it was the exact opposite.

The sh of Reality was only sothing that Sylas could interact with because Runes existed in the first place.

The mont that clicked into place, Sylas finally felt it. He could well and truly “see” the Runes for the first ti. Rather than seeing them through the filter of the sh of Reality, he saw them for what they were…

The reason the sh of Reality could exist.

All of a sudden, he was able to feel their whispers with greater ease… when he called out to them, they responded even faster than usual—quicker, sharper. He drew Runes that would normally take him so ti even faster than before.

Before, he wasn’t even sure if he would be able to use his strongest Scorpion Warlord Armor in battle because it took too long for him to draw. And while he still hadn’t reached a stage where he could draw it as instantaneously as the weaker versions… he actually could see a path toward where that was possible…

A stage where he would be able to pull out a 650000 Combat Matrix Index with the ease of breathing.

When Sylas started, he expected that he would have to make so profound breakthrough in his understanding of Space and Ti, not realizing that—just as he had thought—these tos were more fundantal to Rune comprehension and Mastery than his Progenitor Fla Abilities were.

As expected, his Progenitor Fla Abilities were coloring how he viewed these tos. He was skipping steps, going beyond what he should when, in action and reality, he should have taken the approach of a newbie from the start.

These were tos on Rune Enlightennt… of course they would be teaching him how to view Runes and interact with them, not how to use them. That latter step would co, but if he didn’t grasp the fundantals first, he would never be able to put them to their greatest use.

But that just left one thing for Sylas to understand…

Why were these tos clashing?

All things considered, it seed like they should be of the sa mind and heart. They worked together so well, so why did they seem to want nothing to do with each other?

The concept of dinsions wasn’t exactly foreign to Sylas. There were two general ways the scientists of Earth saw them. On the one hand, there was the directional way—that being that the only way to properly coordinate sothing was to know its location in the three dinsions, and the ti in which it was there—that being the fourth dinsion.

And then there was the more amorphous way, but that didn’t seem to apply here as far as Sylas could tell for now.

The reason he suddenly thought of dinsions was because that first concept was exactly how he thought of ti and space most tis, especially when he was thinking of them in the context of the sh of Reality. That only seed natural.

But why would the two things you needed to map out the exact position of a Rune clash—?

Sylas’ eyes sharpened.

‘Quantum chanics?’

Sylas’ brows furrowed. He wasn’t a physicist, and what he knew about these things was limited to so introductory classes. He also wasn’t sure if he would even benefit all that much from having taken more advanced physics classes anyway.

What he did know was that the laws of the world he was used to in a macro sense ceased to make sense on the smallest levels of things. And technically speaking, weren’t the fundantal laws that made up everything technically the “smallest of things”?

If you needed both space and ti to tell the exact location of sothing, but just the act of asuring the location of that sothing—or observing it—changed those fundantal paraters, then were space and ti still the best ways to observe the thing?

These tos seed to be telling him a lot about exactly how to observe Runes in their most rudintary forms, but playbacks of the double-slit experint, and particles versus waves, were suddenly playing in Sylas’ mind on recall.

The short of it was that in the quantum world… all of this ceased to make sense.

But it also seed that if Sylas didn’t comprehend this quantum world, he would never fully grasp the deepest depths of Rune Mastery at all.

Unfortunately…

There was no third to here. In fact, one might not even exist at all.