Multi-Gene

Roughly three hours later, the competition finally ended with Year Five being the last to finish their fight.

“Now, we call the champions to the stage to receive their rewards.” A Senior professor who had been assigned to deal with matters such as this proceeded to call them to the stage.

David glanced at instructor Aella who still couldn’t hide the smile blossoming on her face and she nodded at him to go ahead.

David inhaled deeply and under the gazes of more than fifty thousand students, he left the stand he was in and began walking to the stage.

The same went for those in the Second year, third year, fourth year and fifth. Five individuals walked down from their seat to stand at the huge podium at the middle of the stadium. 

The five people stood in a single line, but there was a space of a meter between them. Knowing how solemn the atmosphere had become, David held in his curiosity and didn’t glance at the people standing side by side with him.

But from the corner of his eyes he saw the students from other years and from his opinion, they didn’t look like much. As he was thinking of this, he suddenly furrowed his brow as a scent entered his nostrils.

His nose flared as he inhaled more deeply. The genes he was developing allowed him the ability to smell things from several miles away but David usually controlled his nose and ears, limiting the function of his true ability to only a bit stronger than a human.

Assuming he hadn’t done so, only Lord knows what type of disgusting smell and sound would have entered his nose and ears. There was even one time he was too occupied to lower his senses, that day was an unforgettable moment for him as the kind of smell that entered through his nose as he passed by the gym was enough to knock a Crimson grade mammoth into unconsciousness for a full month. 

Particularly at a gathering like this, Lilith wouldn’t need to move and he would already be down by the mixture of disgusting sweat and perfume. Goodness knows when last some of the students here had a proper bath.

But that wasn’t the main reason. The main reason he did that was so he would be unable to smell the fresh blood flowing through the veins from the students or hear the sound of the heart, beating and pumping blood in and out of body at a steady rate. 

He could control it if it were just a few people around him but when there are hundreds of students moving in and out of the dormitory, it becomes too much too much to control, Which was why he had always tuned down his senses buy several degrees. But even with that, his sense of smell was way better than an ordinary person. 

So when he smelt this scent, David couldn’t exactly remember where he had smelt it from but it was really familiar to him.

He leaned a bit forwards, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see albeit not clearly the faces of those standing beside him. It was then he saw a familiar face amongst those with him. 

It was Freta. The young lady who had ‘attacked/helped’ him with his first heartlock when he was having troubles with it. She had been incredibly helpful and could be said to be David’s friend. It had been a while since he had met her last since he had no business to do with the archive at the moment. 

‘But what is she doing here instead of staying at the library.’ From what David could notice during their interaction in the past, she’d rather die in the Archive than join some ridiculous competition.

‘Did so egging happen?’ Davud curiously began to think of the possibility but he wasn’t able to think too deeply before he was interrupted. 

“This year’s competition has been the most eye opening I’ve witnessed during my nine years of service in this institute and I must say it also contains the most intense and interesting gifts I’ve seen through out those years.”

“Let’s give it up for the new dark horse, the champion of the Year one student. He has shown bravery and strength during his competition and according to the results, he had won fair and square. David Syntex, come out and receive your rewards.” The Senior professor said with a smile as he carefully presented box to David. 

David stepped forwards in a courteous manner with a respectful expression on his face

“Thank you sir.” David smiled and after accepting the box, he carefully stepped backwards as he went back to the line. 

The senior professor then proceeded to say some words about how miraculous it was for Class fifteen in just one match had become class one while stating how pitiful Class one is right now because their status had changed and is are now the new Class Fifteen. 

The whole of class fifteen or rather the new class one cheered and whistled in joy as they heard thise words. It was what they had been expecting but they didn’t think the hand over would be that quick. 𝒩𝑶𝒱ℯ𝒍𝑛𝑬xt.𝗰𝑶𝓂

The difference between class fifteen and class one is as clear as the difference between day and night. Normally, each class one students was given a monthly allowance of 100 Gyno points per month and three chances to enter the Quantum space per month after which they would be allowed to pay. They were also only allowed to take out three manuals from the Archive. And other limited things they weren’t allowed to do. 

But ow that their status had been elevated to that of class one, things have changed drastically for them, their monthly allowance has gone from the usual 100 Gyno points per month to 10,000 gyno points per month. Moreover, they were allowed to enter and exit the archive freely with any manual they wished to learn. 

But it was obvious that learning too much of combat techniques and exercising manual would lilit you severely which is why most people focus on having at most five techniques. 

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