Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 573

Chapter 573 The First Summit

The shock that enveloped each of the men and women watching the scene was intense.

What Atticus was currently doing might seem simple to most, but it was only they who knew just how much time and insane amount of effort it took for them to be able to step on those steps with such ease like Atticus was currently doing.

They truly hadn't been joking earlier when they said that it would take a year for Atticus to take a step. In all honesty, it took most of them months to figure it out, months!

Considering how young and inexperienced Atticus was supposed to be, it was only obvious that it was going to take him at least twice that long to achieve it.

And yet, reality had shattered right before their eyes. Why and how was he climbing so effortlessly!?

"Look! Looks like he's a genius in the fire element just like the family head!" one of the onlookers said.

"I know he's the family head's son, but isn't this too much? He did what took us months to do in a few seconds," another added.

"Wait. But I heard he had multiple elements. Was that a lie?"

The last words made many of them ponder. The fact that the family head's son of the Ravenstein family could use multiple elements was a subtly known fact among the Ravenstein family.

Only a select few in the Ravenstein family knew this fact and said select few would inform their descendants who also informed others, thus leading to the current situation.

But as each of them were reminded of Atticus's multiple elements, they couldn't help but dismiss it as false news. How could he possibly have multiple elements when his fire element mastery was supposedly that high?

The chatter was numerous, some already so absorbed in the talk that they forgot they were supposed to climb.

However, the individual who was the cause of all of this scene was completely absorbed in his task.

What Atticus had decided to do was simple and at the same time incredibly hard.

He had gotten this idea when he watched how Joana was walking earlier. It hadn't been straightforward, but it had been the main source of inspiration.

As soon as Atticus put his foot on the step, a surge of heat had moved up from the step and upwards through his foot and to his body.

Atticus had thought incredibly hard about just how this was possible. Then he remembered Joana's walk.

Each step she took sucked out a certain amount of heat away from where her foot touched, leaving a trail of foot indentations. It was incredible, but Atticus had been focused on another thing.

Each foot indentation had the same amount of heat sucked away from it, the same temperature changed. This small fact got Atticus thinking.

What if Joana were to step on a ground that already had the same temperature she had been turning the other indentations to? What would happen then?

It was simple, absolutely nothing. It was already the same temperature, there was no need for any temperature change.

Given this, what did Atticus do?

Simple, in this case, Joana was the flaming steps and Atticus was the ground. The steps were trying to forcibly change his temperature.

So what if Atticus could trick it into believing that he was the same temperature as it?

It would require precise and incredible timing and the ability to act without hesitation.

As Atticus came to this conclusion and immediately wanted to try out his assumption, he also encountered a problem: he couldn't change the temperature of his body. Atticus didn't know how.

However, what he did know how to do was change the temperature of fire. He could make it as hot as he wanted, to an extent of course.

A thin veil of fire enveloped Atticus's feet, and as he stepped on each step, Atticus would immediately determine the temperature of the step and swiftly increase the temperature of the fire around his feet to match it.

This required an incredible level of focus, one that made Atticus tune out everything else except for what he was doing. However, he was able to do it!

Atticus's pace might seem fast to the people watching, but to him, he was moving one step at a time, gradually and carefully.

The temperature of each step he took kept on increasing as he ascended, but thankfully, Atticus was able to easily match it.

It was as though the people who had been watching him below had snapped out of their reverie and began climbing, as Atticus could see some of them blaze past him at fast speed but not without throwing him an intense look first.

Of course, Atticus paid them no heed and continued his ascent.

The temperature of the area at the bottom of the stairs had been above a thousand degrees Celsius.

However, the first step had been one thousand five hundred degrees Celsius. At his current step, it had crossed two thousand.

It was scorching.

Atticus had long since started mitigating the heat of the fire around him, and yet it was still hot. But this heat was far from his limit.

Soon enough, the peak of the first summit reared its head as Atticus placed both his feet on the flat ground.

The smile on the aged man's face widened. 'Definitely not what I was expecting,' he thought. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}