THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 52. Wattage

Sam observed Sky's state for a moment before sitting contemplating. He observed that the bloodline of the Sky Sovereign Roc, albeit in small numbers, was of high quality. He really did not want to let the beast die in front of him. The bloodline was the most important thing against fire poison.

After some contemplation, Sam looked towards the boy and bird duo. "What about these people?"

{Well, Watt is the son of a slum. Her parents died when she was a baby and she was raised with neighbors who took her. A few years ago, he found Falck who was seriously injured. He saves her and the two become friends. I don't know how he did it, but he and Falck communicate quite well. He could understand whatever Falck was saying. He wrote a letter with the help of Falck only.}

Sam walked up to him and said. "Thank you." Watt just nodded and he was still looking towards the floor. He seems to be quite shy and Sam's aura doesn't help the situation at all.

"How old are you?" ask Sam with a smile.

"Fifteen." Sam was shocked when he heard his answer. This person did not reach the next stage of initiation even after one year of awakening. He took Watt's hand into his hand and inserted his spiritual energy. He got a clear view of the situation in his body. He looked weak and malnourished. If not for his awakening and development this one year, he might have been thinner and weaker. His spiritual core had no problems like he had thought before.

After some thought as to why he could not cultivate, Sam asked. "Do you not know the cultivation technique?" Even he felt a little ridicule towards his question. After all, even in a rural place like the Lava stone village had one or two cultivation techniques for the general public, let alone a Count town like the Falcon Cliff city. But his answer surprised him.

"T-no. Slums aren't allowed."

When Sam hears about it, he has a new understanding of this world, which is similar to modern earth in many ways than he thought. In both worlds, slums are always abandoned unless they have material value.

"You are the magician of the wind element. Do you know that?" Sam asked while assessing the other party. He really felt sorry for this boy who was almost the same age as him. But it's just pity, not much. The boy shook his head.

Then a painful growl rang out from behind and Sam turned around only to see Sky wake up and open his eyes, his expression full of pain. When he finally opened his eyes, Yanwu introduced.

"Sky, it's Sam. The one who made the contract with me." Sky nodded his giant bird's head. His brownish black fur lost all of its strength almost like a dead one. Falck and Watt looked at Sky in fear.

Sam walked up to the Roc and said. “The condition of your body is not good at all. Your cultivation level will continue to decrease and eventually you will die. Although, I can shift your energy outward, I cannot absorb it all, even if I try. Since Yanwu and I are connected, the load will be less, but we will need time to digest the energy and this will increase your risk of death due to the constant fluctuation of the fire poison."

Sky looked down sadly. Sam was the last hope for him, as others could not even take the fire poison even if they recognized him or their cultivation was much higher, due to the strange bloodline nature of Bifang, the, it required an equally strong and qualified bloodline to refine it. He had already lost hope when he fled to this place, but his hope was rekindled when he saw Yanwu and heard about Sam, now his hope seemed to be in vain.

Just as his grief was about to turn into depression and despair, he heard Sam speak again.

"I have another idea, which might work. But I want your approval, it might hurt a little for you."

Sky looked at Sam again, this time he listened with great concentration and hoped he would hear the good news.

"If I take your energy little by little, you'll have some problems with fluctuations, So I'll try and take as much energy as I can and stay here is seclusion, so I'll try and take as much energy as I can and stay here is seclusion, until I reach the top of Acolyte, that's my limit, because I can't break through directly. After that, your cultivation level will drop a lot and the fire poison that has been depleted by time will also reduce its effects. Then I will use my spiritual core as a conversion point to transform the nature of the fire spiritual energy into light spiritual energy to heal you.

In this process your organs heal and are attacked by fire energy at the same time very painful. That's why I asked for your consent. Believe me, the pain will be much worse than a quick death, I hope you think about it carefully." Sam stood up and said to Yanwu.

"You stay here and take care of him. Do not absorb energy again. The fluctuations made it worse. I'll be back tomorrow after I finish something." Yanwu nodded.

Sam then turned to Watt and asked. How did you come here?" The latter timidly pointed out the direction. Sam gestured for him to lead the way and the two began walking with Falck following them in midair.

"Do you have any relatives?" Sam asked while walking. Watt just shook his head.

"She died recently."

"Oh." Sam spoke nothing more and they finally came out of the forest and entered the slums of the city. Funnily enough, the slums are in the northeast corner of the city. Connecting the two most prosperous regions. Sam chuckles at it. 

Suddenly there was a shrill cry as Falck fell. When the two saw him, there was an arrow stuck in his stomach. Sam couldn't feel it because, he didn't feel any ill will towards her. Watt immediately ran towards him and knelt in front of the bird. 

He just shivered and did not know what to do to help his friend. Sam heard a few footsteps, then a group of children his age were seen running towards them. The boy in the lead had a bow in his hand. He walked towards Falck and kicked Watt away and said.

"This is hunting. Get rid of your dirty hands." The boy was the final initiation stage. Although from her appearance, she seemed to be from the slums, at least she was a match for the body. Watt hurriedly stood up and blocked the way for the group. This group had four people and three were the henchmen with bows.

"No, please. Her friend. Please, leave him alone." Watt uttered the full sentence aloud for the first time. Then he looked at Sam, as if he was begging for his help. Sam just stood there and did not say anything or show any movement. The boy with the bow noticed Sam and saw that the other party was neatly dressed and might be stronger than them, he immediately said.

"You didn't do anything funny. My brother is a member of the Eastern gang. If you do anything to me, he'll kill you." He looked at Sam carefully. Seeing Sam not reacting, he turned towards Watt, who blocked their path. The four of them started kicking and hitting him. But Watt tried his best to stay still without letting them get close to Falck. 

But after a few good blows, his legs gave up and he fell to the ground. The minions would drag him out, when he suddenly caught one of them with his remaining strength and bit the other party's neck. His teeth planted deeply and when he took out a piece of meat was pulled out from the other party's body. Both collapsed. One with a tired and ferocious expression and blood sprayed all over his face and the other face was filled with pain and a lifeless expression.

The remaining group became frightened at the scene and they took a step back. After a while, they came out of a daze and looked at Watt, who was completely exhausted and exhausted. The leader of the group immediately pointed an arrow at Watt and just before he released it, a fireball exploded at his feet, as he looked towards the coming direction, he saw Sam aiming at his hand with a smile.

"You better get going, before I aim right at your heads." Sam said in a cold voice. The three of them were immediately frightened and left the scene, even leaving their dead friends there. Sam walked towards Falck and removed his arrow and healed his wound. Then he walked towards Watt, who was barely conscious and made him sit down forcefully. Then he started healing the latter and asked.

"You feel unfair, don't you?" The last one nodded.

"You feel helpless, don't you?" nod again.

"You're feeling angry, aren't you?" nodding again.

"You wanted to punch me in the face for not helping you, right?" Watt nodded.

"That's how life is. You better understand that. No one will care, if you feel unfair, helpless or angry, because it's none of their business how you feel. If it wasn't for the fact, you were trying to fight at the last second, I wouldn't even care to heal your pitiful ass.

Everyone in the world is like that. If you need help, you should ask for it and pay the price for it. No one, will come and help you after they see your miserable and begging appearance. You are the only one who can help you without paying any price. So, stop looking for mercy and gather courage and learn how to save yourself, got it?" Sam looked straight into his eyes and said word for word. Then he stood up and said. "You better think about it. This is the first and last time I do you this free service. Next time, you will have to pay the price and that too you should ask in advance." He said and went to his house without turning around.

Watt, just sitting there pondering what Sam said. The words kept repeating in his head. He thought of all the fifteen years he had lived in this world. What Sam said was true. He was the only one left to take care of himself. At most Falck will help him, that's all. He has no one and no one to take care of him. He had to ask for help, if he needed it and he had to pay the price for the help he received.

He doesn't care how others see him. He did not have to wait for the help that would come to him by itself. He could not ask for mercy, because he was weak. He looked at the corpse and touched his blood-filled lips. His heart became cold and firm.

'I have to help myself to live and if I can't, I have to pay the price and ask for help.' He thought and looked in the direction where Sam was going. He firmly stood up and with Falck walked back into the forest.

Sam thought of Watt as he walked back to his house. He enjoyed the night view as he walked towards the eastern region of the city. He said those words to Watt, because he was like that before. In his previous life, when he was a child much younger than Watt, he learned this lesson in a way much harder than him. That was the day that changed his life. It was the day he gave himself the same advice he gave Watt today.

Soon, he came to the Mansion and what was waiting for him made his mood even more gloomy.