Miles lay down on his bed, as he thought about what he experienced at the family dinner. Firstly Mercer’s words. He said when Marcela reaches Form-Rank, she will be a one-woman army. Marcela had no ability to fight when she was alone, but according to Mercer, in the next rank, Marcela would be so strong on her own.

Anything Miles could associate with Form-Rank was energy and unique abilities come with it, then it means energy will make Marcela so strong, just by herself, she will be capable of fighting an army all alone.

“What did father say again?'' Energy had different branches. And one of them is using energy to create attacks with elemental energies in the air at your will. But you can only bend the same type of elemental energy with your superpower. So a person with Fire Superpower can only make use of the fire elemental energy in the air.

Then what is Marcela’s energy type? She can mix the superpowers. Does that mean she can combine every elemental energy in the air? If she can, isn’t it too overpowered?

Miles didn’t have enough information to opine about the outcomes of the superpowers. Some superpowers are as simple as they seem. Fire-related superpowers will end up as fire elemental energy control, and water will end up in water-type elemental energy. Then what about Mercer and Malcolm’s? Their superpowers to cancel other superpowers. How does their energy work?

Miles had no idea.

There was also his mother Evelyn. Her power was Data Sort, allowing her brain to become a supercomputer where she can save any memories and bring them up as she likes. It also makes her brain faster and stronger. What would her energy do?

‘Then what about me? I am unable to awaken, and it seems like I will not be able to awaken my superpower anytime soon. I would be depressed if it wasn’t for the notes I have found in the secret lab where I found the armor. But now that I know the harder it is to awaken a superpower, the stronger it will be. But if I am unable to awaken my superpower before I enter Form-Rank, which element will I possess?’

Miles had lots of questions but no one to answer. He could call Malcolm and ask, but he would rather not.

‘The other thing is aliens.’ Miles thought. Merlin went to outer space on an expedition and found an old alien device proving extraterrestrial beings. There is no error margin on this one. As soon as the device is found, it is %100 certain there are other life forms living somewhere close to our solar system.

Then where are they? How developed are their technologies? Is their race hostile, if it is how strong are they?

Robots and flying aliens may be fantastical, but aliens with stronger physics are perfectly reasonable. Humans evolved to live in 1G gravity and can get stronger by working out by increasing the gravity affecting the body. But there are aquatic creatures that can live under tons of pressure.

Because they evolved as such, their bodies are tougher and stronger. If there is an alien race evolved to live in 100G gravity, they could probably fly on earth. It sounds like superman, but it is scientifically possible. Maybe they can’t shoot lasers from their eyes, but they probably can beat the shit out of humans with their physical bodies alone.

Miles was too small to think about these details. He thought about them but he couldn’t do anything about them anyway. He still had some way before he could go to F-Circle, and had to take things slowly. He just gained enough strength to cope with middle-tier monsters, and even high-tier monsters were able to threaten his life.

Since it was so, he could only get stronger day by day and hope that eventually he could cope with whatever came his way. He still had more than three years before he was called up to his military service, and until then, he could awaken his energy and hopefully a superpower. Miles had a premonition that soon, the enemies humanity had to battle wouldn’t be the monsters only.

Miles sighed as he sat on the bed. He was not a hero, but he couldn’t let the world vanish. Not because of secret heroism in his veins, but because of a few people he cared about. The last option would be to immigrate to the Portal World with everyone he cared for, but it was a dangerous world, and no one could predict what would happen next.

He wouldn’t consider himself as someone with an important role a few months back. But ever since he came upon the secret lab, he realized he was keeping a few things that could help humanity tremendously. But although not greedy, Miles wasn’t gullible to give away these things for free. Since he agreed with Coin that Miles would wait for Evelyn or Malcolm to reach out to him, he could only do so.

He already tipped Evelyn about artifacts, and they talked about orbs while Miles was at the mansion. And even the tree bark he randomly found had great value for Adam, he could at least be at peace with himself. He did everything he could.

Miles woke up the next morning and went to the Portal World once again. The year ended, and there were things he couldn’t delay anymore. First of all, the auction. He already informed the clerk about the Lone Cave honey, and it was on the list. He had to deliver the honey to sell it in the auction.

Miles didn’t care if Tian Ling would buy it all or not in the end because since he refused to sell it directly, he kinda achieved what he wanted to do. He gave everyone a fair chance to fight for the honey.

Miles arrived at the stronghold and walked to the auction backstage with his armor donned. This was where the people who wanted to sell their stuff met with the auction house officials. Miles entered and met with the same guy he first met when he wanted to auction the honey. The guy’s name was Idris and was a talkative man. As a merchant and auctioneer, his talkative nature must have helped him with his occupation.

“Hey, my man th-th-the Marooner, one and only in the house!” He greeted Miles exaggeratedly.

“Hey!” Miles answered with his husky low voice. “I brought the goods.”

“Why are you acting like it is a drug exchange?” Idris shook his head and looked at Miles, “Have you brought the goods?” He asked by imitating Miles’s voice. “Because I have the money.”

“Cut the crap. When is it starting?” Miles asked.

“Man, you are no fun at all. Did Starve Cleric steal your humor while fighting you?” Idris asked and looked at the cold metal face of the armor. In the end, he could only sigh and say, “It will start in an hour. Go and find a seat. Your item will be auctioned close to the end, but there are other things you may take fancy of.

The items will be delivered at the end of the auction and you will only be asked to pay at that time, so if you know how much the item you put would be worth, you can calculate that amount and auction for other items. We will just deduct it from the total amount.”