Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 572

Chapter 572 First Step

By the time the woman had explained the rules of the sanctum to Atticus, the rest of the other students and instructors alike had already reached the buildings.

"Must be nice being the grandson of a paragon. The rest of us had to bust our asses to reach this point, and he just gets it handed over to him like that," someone muttered.

The shock at Atticus's presence had turned into hate and jealousy, with many believing Atticus was enjoying the luxury they had each suffered to achieve because of his connections.

Even though they had each been shocked earlier, at the end of the day, they were proud master+ ranks in their own right. Anyone that ended up in the sanctum had the potential to become a grandmaster.

Many immediately got back to their devices, choosing to leave the boy that clearly didn't belong here alone.

'I think I should stop using it. There's no point anymore,' Atticus focused inwardly and stopped utilizing his innate skill, Conceal, and like a bomb had exploded, his aura abruptly erupted.

What was once an advanced+ rank changed and became an expert+ rank.

Everyone in the area paused. What was going on?

Days back, when Ae'zard had seen Atticus, he had been able to immediately tell that the latter was in the expert+ rank, just like Magnus had been able to tell a few years back.

This was because the perception of a paragon was so profound that it was easy for them to see the mana that was contained inside his muscles and veins.

However, only paragons could have such a luxury.

The master+ ranks attending the sanctum and the instructors alike had all assumed Atticus to be in the advanced+ rank; they were each so sure of this, but now that belief had been shattered.

The calm look on the woman's face shattered, her expression finally showing a hint of shock. She wasn't the only one. Many came out of their buildings and focused on Atticus, who had already started calming down his aura.

Atticus was incredibly tall, even taller than the 30+ year-old woman beside him, but they couldn't be mistaken. He was 16! Why the hell was he in the expert+ rank?

Atticus calmed down his aura, his demeanor austere as though he didn't care about the intense gazes fixed on him. He turned towards his shocked guide and asked,

"What about the three lit fires behind your uniform? I can see others with two and one. What do they mean?"

Atticus's question brought her out of her shock, and her expression became calm once more. But Atticus could feel some sort of change in her demeanor towards him.

"They represent the number of summits I've conquered. One lit flame for the first summit and three for the third summit," she explained.

Atticus nodded his head in understanding.

"I believe that would be all. I will take my leave," she said.

"Wait, I have one last question," Atticus interjected.

The woman turned towards Atticus, wondering why he stopped her.

"What is your name?"

The woman paused. Her name?

It was the last thing she was expecting to ever get asked. And to be honest, she would have immediately ignored him and walked away. It was simply how she was. But her interest had been piqued.