Miles looked at Milosh and pondered why he wanted to see his energy, and why he suddenly summoned him, but he figured it must be the attributeless energy that must have drawn their attention.

He had nothing to hide, after all, he joined the academy so they could teach him. Although his relationship with the family was getting better, they were also starting to summon him more and more. Miles didn’t want to be dependent on them so Mercer would gain the wrong idea of being able to use him. When Mercer disowned him from the family or wanted to use experimental drugs on him, their relationship was ruined for good. Although they could get along now, it didn’t mean Miles was okay with what he did when he was young and desperate.

Miles wasn’t delusional, nor paranoid to think there were people coveting his attributeless energy. This wasn’t a knock-off fiction where everyone targeted him. In this real-life, he was unfortunate among many who failed to awaken his superpower. Luckily, he was able to use Strengthening Serums to keep getting stronger and even manage to awaken the energy. But this also cost him his ancient gene.

After contemplating for a while, he raised his palm, and a dagger formed. It was still hard on him to create weapons through energy, but he was at least getting better. The only bright side was because he didn’t have an element nor an ancient gene, he didn't have to give away his weapons and element while fighting.

When Miles created the dagger, Milosh’s pupils expanded to their limits and looked at the dagger. He stood up and approached Miles and took a closer look at the dagger. Miles faintly noticed that Milosh’s eyelids closed and opened quickly, then he grabbed the dagger and inspected it closely, while Miles was still holding it. As it was Miles’s creation, it would fade away if he let it go for a while.

“Such a remarkable energy, but how unfortunate,” Milosh mumbled to himself. He seemed to forget Miles’s existence. Miles was nervous to be inspected like that, but he knew Milosh was doing this for his own good, so he didn’t make any noise and waited for Milosh to finish first.

“Such a waste,” Milosh said as he shook his head.

“Do you know why your energy is different, boy?” He asked as he looked at Miles with pity.

“Tutor Olsen said that energy gets washed by ancient genes and changes our attributes. Because my ancient gene got destroyed, my energy doesn’t have any elements nor attributes.” Miles said after pondering.

“Correct. Look at my energy and tell me what you can see.” Milosh said as he raised his hand a dagger formed. The time it took for the dagger to form was less than a second. Before Miles could see what was going on, there was already a dagger in Milosh’s hand.

The dagger looked the same as Miles’s, of course, the color was different. The color was violet, but that wasn’t all. The energy construct was vibrating without stopping. “Vibration?” Miles couldn’t help but ask.

“My superpower is, Roaring Lion,” Milosh said proudly. “But the quintessence of the sound is vibration, thus my energy in its purest form is vibration. Of course, because my superpower is a rarer form of the vibration element, sound, I can change the attribute of my energy to sound too. That is what separates a genius from a mediocre one.

You may have seen examples before. But there are people with fire-related superpowers. Their fires are as simple as they can be. But there are also people possessing rarer forms of fire, such as the explosion, hellfire, healing fire, cold fire, etc. Those people are geniuses who can possess more than one form, but it all comes down to superpowers really.” Milosh explained and pointed a dagger in Miles’s hand with his head.

“You are different. You are the worst of the worse.” Milosh’s straightforward words hit Miles like a speeding train, but he ignored them. “You do not possess an attribute at all. You also don’t have a superpower and you only have physical power. I accept that you are better than anyone I have seen when it comes to physical powers, but that will not cut it at all.

At our level, with ultimates and other perks we have, your physical attributes even if you were at our level would only be a joke. You cannot even use the advantages of Heart Branch, free elemental forms.” Milosh said with a shake of the head.

Miles was clenching his hands. The more he tried to ignore Milosh’s speech, the angrier and angrier he got. Of course, he too fucking knew these. He was there when he failed to awaken a superpower, and he was there when his ancient gene was destroyed. Oh, Milosh didn’t know it yet, but he was there when he failed to form a seed too! But he still wanted to fight, he still hoped.

When every damn turning point was putting obstacles on his path, he jumped, ducked, circumvent every one of them at the expense of risking his life, yet here a lucky bastard born with rare element preaching how genius he fucking was. He couldn’t ignore it anymore.

“PAT!”

Miles's palm descended on the table in front of him. Milosh stopped talking and looked at him with bewilderment, then understood.

“Hahaha! Fiery boy, calm down.” Milosh said with a burst of hearty laughter. “Are you that weak-willed to get raged when an old man is criticizing you?”

“What I want to say is, you are doomed. You will never be as strong as others if you depend on your elemental energy. If you try to use the orthodox path that is.

Miles Cross, you are a beast. You are a rare beast but you have to work hard to bring out that potential. When others focus on strengthening their elements, you have to work on the basics of energy to just catch up with them. You have to work ten times more just to catch up with them, but if you work hard, I promise, with the energy you possess and the body you possess you can be stronger than any of them.”