Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Clenched

Isabella closed the distance between her and Atticus, her tight fitted blue colored suit straining a little bit as she bent down to support Atticus.

There was only one thing currently in her head, and she truly hoped to the heavens that she was wrong.

This time around, Atticus didn't resist. He allowed himself to be carried upwards gently by Isabella.

'Why is she helping me this much?' Atticus thought it weird that an instructor, a female at that, was currently supporting him and giving him so much attention.

Atticus had learned to question everything he saw, no matter how subtle. He might not have put much emphasis on it, but with his incredible perception, it was impossible for him not to notice the subtle looks and glances Isabella had always thrown at him.

At first, he thought nothing of it after having come to the conclusion that she might have watched his battles on the screen. But as time passed, it became too obvious and more frequent.

At one point, he had been thoroughly convinced that she had a crush on him or something.

But regardless, and most importantly, he felt no threat from her.

Atticus still felt completely drained of mana and energy. He had long since mastered the trick of absorbing mana into his mana core even when he was not stationary.

But no matter how much mana Atticus absorbed, it never seemed to reach his mana core.

It was as though it was being siphoned away or sucked by something, as all the mana always ended up in the middle of his chest.

'Fucking bastard hasn't learned its lesson yet,'

Atticus made a mental note to teach the suit a lesson when he goes back to his division.

Because all the mana was basically getting sucked away, it made Atticus' recovery slow down considerably, but it was still significant considering he was an Expert+ rank.

Just as Isabella helped Atticus up, the excited voice of Zarathustra suddenly sounded, interrupting the quiet space.

"Atticus Ravenstein, great job! You have just accomplished what hundreds of people over the course of years had failed to accomplish. The specimen X is a—" Before Zarathustra could finish speaking, Atticus suddenly interrupted him in an icy tone,

"So I was right. You used me to perform one of your experiments," Atticus seethed.

Zarathustra frowned, narrowing his gaze slightly. He really hated being interrupted, especially by a kid nonetheless.

'Plus, what is that rudeness?' He was one of the head scientists in the academy, well above 60 years of age. Although he didn't look old and worn out, he was still four times older than Atticus.

Hearing him talk that way to him was irksome.

Zarathustra calmed himself down; he still had to keep Atticus in a good mood so he'll be able to convince him.

"Well, yes. But you se—" But once again, before he could finish speaking, Atticus suddenly interrupted again,

"And why wasn't I informed?" Atticus left Isabella's hold, who was looking at him with a worried gaze.

And she, of all people, knew just how powerful Atticus really was. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}