My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 868 Next Target

One day had elapsed since the worlds' alignments were adjusted and the essence flow stabilized, before I headed back to my room in Cairo on Vaythos.

I crossed my legs and sat down, concentrating on one of the unfinished conditions still awaiting fulfillment.

After some time, I opened my eyes and summoned my status window to check my attributes.

Attributes :

 - Strength: Omega + (9990)

 - Constitution: Omega + (9990)

 - Dexterity: Omega + (9990)

 - Psynapse : Omega + (9990)

Upon my return, I kept pouring Essence into my attributes nonstop, elevating them repeatedly. Doubts lingered about Amun's exact meaning of Pre-Origin, yet my straightforward guess remained: each attribute must hit ten thousand. Thus, I elevated them all right up to that brink.

I refused to surpass that boundary here. Any breakthrough deserved to unfold on Abor.

With a deep inhalation, I rose and exited my room.

Grandma lounged in the living room, browsing a book. She glanced up instantly as I entered, her face lighting with a smile.

"Oh, are you done?"

I nodded.

"Yeah. Let's go. Have you packed everything you need?"

She shut the book and got to her feet.

"Yes, I have everything," she replied, tapping the ring on her finger lightly.

I approached, grasped her hand, and we left the house together. The door shut gently in our wake.

We turned back to gaze at it—the home we'd shared for so many years.

The very spot where it all started.

Silence hung between us for several seconds.

Grandma broke it first.

"Can you build me a similar house on Abor?" she inquired. "That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

I nodded promptly.

"Of course," I assured her. "That won't be a problem."

"Vivi," I whispered.

Space warped in an instant. Grandma and I disappeared from the house front, materializing inside Vivi's garden under the enormous tree. Several figures had already assembled there.

All my summons clustered nearby. North and Steve lingered close, while Arkas, Edgar, and Emperor Lucien kept a short distance, murmuring softly together. Vivi floated over the essence pool, her petite body emitting a subtle glow.

"Oh, look who finally decided to show up," Steve remarked right as we arrived. "You're late by almost half an hour."

"Yeah, I got busy with something," I answered steadily, scanning the group. "So, is everyone ready to go?"

"Yes, we are," Lucien affirmed, advancing a step.

I nodded.

"In my absence, Vaythos will still need to be managed properly," he went on. "The generals have already been briefed. They will oversee the military and maintain stability across the planet."

"That's good," I responded.

Arkas folded his arms.

"You weren't planning to leave us behind, were you?" he questioned.

Edgar snorted.

"As if we'd let that happen," he chimed in. "You're going off to another world and expect us to sit here and relax? Not happening."

A subtle smile crossed my lips.

"I figured you'd say that."

Both were dead set on joining, and I had no intention of disputing it.

My eyes then turned to Vivi.

"And you?" I asked.

She cocked her head.

"I'm coming," she declared without pause. "There's no way I'm missing this."

I nodded, but before more words came, she continued,

"But…"

Her form shimmered.

A fragment of her essence detached from her primary body, gathering in the air nearby. Gradually, it formed another miniature phoenix, akin in look yet fainter, its violet radiance muted and subdued.

The mini Vivi flapped its wings hesitantly.

I arched a brow.

"That's new."

Vivi regarded it sternly.

"You will stay here and watch over Vaythos."

The smaller one nodded at once.

"If anything unusual happens, you inform me," Vivi instructed further.

"Yes," it answered in a gentler tone.

"And protect the planet."

"I will."

Content, Vivi faced me again.

"This one will manage things while I'm gone."

I nodded.

"That works."

Now everyone stood prepared. The garden quieted momentarily. Departure from Vaythos loomed.

"Alright, let's go," I declared.

Each person ascended into the sky, then landed on the teleportation circle. Once positioned, I unleashed my Essence. It rushed out in a precise surge, channeling into the runes underfoot as the formation blazed with intense violet light.

Space contorted.

The circle sprang to life.

Instantly, our surroundings folded into a radiant tunnel.

We arrived on Abor.

The well-known secluded island welcomed us, shrouded in mist with colossal statues looming at the borders. The atmosphere hung dense, saturated with Essence, brushing softly against our perceptions like a recognition of our presence.

No one uttered a word right after landing.

The contrast hit hard and fast.

Grandma reacted first, her hold on my hand firming as she surveyed the area, eyes sharpening while absorbing the sensations.

"This…" she murmured deliberately, drawing a shallow breath. "This air feels heavier."

"It is," I confirmed.

She raised her other hand tentatively, probing the ambient space.

"It's not just the air," she pressed on. "Something is… pressing back."

Edgar whistled lowly.

"Well, I'll be damned," he grumbled, pivoting to scan the island. "This isn't just a stronger planet. The Essence here feels… thicker. Like it's actually resisting me."

He flexed his fingers repeatedly.

"And sharper too," he noted. "Like it has structure."

Arkas stayed quiet briefly, face grave as he turned inward.

Then he voiced it.

"The laws here are denser," he stated. "I can feel them more clearly… but at the same time, they're harder to grasp."

He met my eyes.

"It's like the world itself has stricter rules."

Emperor Lucien advanced calmly, alert yet composed.

"The space feels… stable," he observed after pausing. "Far more stable than Vaythos."

He hesitated.

"Even the slightest distortion here feels… difficult."

I nodded.

"That's because it is." They all turned to me.

A faint smile appeared on my face.

"You might not fully feel it yet," I explained, eyeing them all, "but this planet lies in a sector near the center of the Blue Spiral Galaxy. That means everything here—Essence, laws, even space itself—is of a much higher quality than what you're used to on Vaythos."

They absorbed my words in silence.

"You'll need time to adjust," I added. "Meditate here. Let your bodies and minds adapt to the density. If you do it right, this place might push your comprehension further than anything before."

I halted shortly.

"So let's not waste time."

"Vivi."

Space folded once more in the blink of an eye.

The island faded away, replaced by Abor's capital.

Primus awaited at the grand central complex's entrance.

As we materialized, he approached with steady poise that bloomed into a warm smile.

"Welcome," he greeted, his eyes passing over the group. "I see you've brought quite the group with you."

He angled toward the others slightly.

"This is Abor," he elaborated. "A special planet I must say. I'll guide you through everything. There is a lot you'll need to understand."

The Vaythos crew trailed Primus toward the central dome as he expounded en route.

"And what about us, boss?" Lyrate queried, striding up with a sly grin. "Vaythos was fun… but it got a little boring."

I let out a soft chuckle.

"Well, we—"

Mid-sentence, I summoned my Saint quest.

Six days left. The countdown pulsed steadily next to the goal: Defeat Defender Aurora.

I dismissed the window.

"We're not staying idle," I stated, facing them. "We'll go collect some merit points."

Ragnar's eyes sparked instantly.

"Now that sounds better."

"Our next target," I proceeded, "is a Grade 3 rift."

Knight nodded briefly.

"Finally."

Lyrate's grin broadened.

"Now that's the kind of fun I was hoping for."