The Gene Gamer

Examining the mission's description and its danger level once again he decided take the mission. It was relatively easy for him as long as he didn't have sh*tty luck and encounter a powerful monster. There would be stronger people looking for them and coupled with his own power he had the confidence to deal with a Common monster in the first grade.

As for the above he would need assistance, just having the genes didn't mean that one would have power equal to the monster. Monsters had powerful body from birth and their bloodlines also took a large part in it, monsters with genes would be even more powerful.

They had every possible advantage against them but the talent of the entire human race being able to absorb genes to strengthen themselves. Sure there were some mutated monsters that were able to absorb genes but considering how the entire humanity being able to do it the monsters weren't able to retaliate at all.

If not for the powerful bloodlines and physical quality bestowed to them from birth they wouldn't be able to reach equilibrum with them at all. But monsters with bloodlines would be able to become powerful regardess of their potential while the humans had the potential to absorb they weren't guaranteed to become powerful.

Regardless he applied himself to the mission, since it was the beginning its likely that the trainees participating in this mission would all be talents.

He was a gamer how could he not resist the allure of being able to game again, it was simply a bliss. But he was broke right now, in a way he didn't want to offend anymore people and endanger his future by plundering them. If he was really willing he could just kill some people after plundering, this was the solution to the problem and he would need a sacrifice.

But since he wasn't some kind of blind murderer he would of course choose a person who had undeserved people's blood on their hands. There was a lot of intelligent people here and someone would naturally kill a person to get rid of problems arising.

It wasn't hard to find one. As he was strolling down the pathway to another section he found a crowd of people loking at something. His curiosity was piqued so he took a look. There was a young man with white hairs plundering a card over a dead body at the center of the crowd.

The people looking at the young man trembled in fear with unfocused eyes. They couldn't move from the fear, looking at him Cylius didn't feel anything special but seeing their reaction the white haired boy must've been quite strong.

The white haired boy looked at him, what he could see was a deep and cold abyss eyes just looking at it he knew the average would be rooted on the spot after having direct eye contact. But confronted with Cylius's same cold looking black eyes it didn't have any effect.

The boy's hair and eyes were all completely white and he was very handsome. A frosty aura could also be felt from him but unlike his it was more like pure cold not any death auras. Comparing him Cylius had the average face, black hair and black eyes that could be said to be also same to the boy. There was also a death aura surrounding him.

The boy had an unspeakable charm of coldness, any girl would fall to this boy.

Although the boy's eyes appeared like deep abyss it appeared dull if one looked carefully. Considerably Cylius's eyes were more like it had found a thing meant for him. Seeing both of their intentions a playfulness appeared in both of their eyes. Standing up the boy looked over to Cylius and extended his hands before smiling and saying "Fanton".

Cylius also smiled "Cylius" and shook his hands, the surrounding people were very confused regardless they were still in fear. Fanton's hands were cold, very cold and when he was shaking his hands with him he felt a foreign force invading and entering his body but he also reacted with making the yin energy within him to enter the body of Fanton.

The shaking of hands was a test for the other, neither wanted to make a weak person even if they were interesting to become their friend. If the other was a weak person they would die, it was the only outcome. Fanton's energy was pure cold any average trainee contracted with it would die because of the sheer coldness of the energy within.

Anyone contracted with Cylius's energy would die too, his energy would absorb a person's lifeforce and drain them. This was the difference between both of their energy.

Fanton still looked fine and so did Cylius, though both of them were pale it wasn't because of this as it was their natural thing. Fanton's energy was more towards the ice meaning his complexion will turn white too, while his energy was yin more towards evil and his complexion would be pale.

Soon they bid farewell after exchanging identities. Encountering with this unusual fellow was a thing to satiate his curiosity but nevertheless he was bored and needed to find a candidate. Though the person from before was a good one he wasn't confident enough to kill him and others might take this chance to kill them both.

That would be a pity, even after an hour of search he still hadn't found one, it depended on his luck after all. Anyone who would perform a murder would do it secretly unlike Fanton from before.

Soon he gave up, he couldn't find it so just as well wait till the mission came and practise his skills till then. Practising could satiate boredom too. He would maybe train his energy control skill, know more about it, practise his shooting skills... there's many. But for now trying to control the energy more precisely was more important and interesting.

The amount of yin energy was increasing everyday and the control of it was also loosening everyday too. The compatibility was increasing everyday and his body was also changing by the minute under the influence of the energy.