SSS Awakening: I Can Class Change at will - Chapter 349 Final Evaluation, Special...?

Chapter 349  Final Evaluation, Special…?

She composed herself, turned toward Moon, and nodded.

“You did great. Based on your evaluation, you are officially registered as a 0-Star Evolver.”

She explained the ranking system in detail, much as Aaron had before. A First Star Evolver was equivalent to ten acupoints opened and filled. Moon’s current output placed him at roughly three acupoints worth of power, which was above extraordinary for someone with only one, but still some distance away from the First Star threshold.

“You may return here for re-evaluation at any time once you believe your power has reached the First Star level.”

Moon nodded, absorbing the information.

The assistant then handed him a leaflet. It was a concise document explaining the Spirit Art system and Spirit Art Manuals, covering the different ranks and a simple explanation of how spiritual power was channeled through acupoints.

After the handout, Moon expected to be escorted back to the main lobby. But before that could happen, the door to the testing room opened.

A middle-aged man stepped inside. He wore a black tuxedo with a long tie, his full black beard neatly trimmed, and his dark hair slicked back without a strand out of place. His aura swirled around him freely, unrestrained and unhidden, filling the room the moment he crossed the door post.

Moon felt it instantly.

‘That’s not an ordinary Evolver. He might be a Surpasser.’

The aura was powerful, but Moon felt no hostility from it.

Moon wasn’t stupid. He understood exactly what was happening. His results had caught someone’s attention, and that someone had come down personally. His eyes gave the woman a quick glance, knowing that she was the one that informed the man.

The assistant simply smiled in return, acting oblivious to his knowing look.

“Mr. Outlaw, a pleasure to meet you.” The man said, extending his hand toward Moon. “I’m Alex Ferguson, the manager of this branch.”

Moon shook the man’s hand out of respect. “The pleasure is mine, Mr. Ferguson. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?”

The man laughed softly before saying, “Well, I’ll be straightforward with you, Mr. Outlaw. Your results are quite frankly terrifying. These numbers you’ve put up today, these are the numbers of Ascenders when they were at your level of strength. I would have been negligent in my duties if I didn’t come down to pass my greetings personally.”

Moon dipped his head slightly. “You flatter me, Mr. Ferguson. It’s not that impressive. I’ve only just become an Evolver. Becoming an Ascender is a very long road ahead, and nobody is guaranteed to live the next day.”

“Indeed. But the Association is willing to make such a bet.”

Moon’s eyebrows rose. “What does Mr. Ferguson mean by that?”

Alex turned his head towards the assistant and gave her a single look. The woman understood it at a glance. She nodded her head, bid her farewell, and left the room. The door sealed shut behind her with that same pressurized hiss.

The two of them were now alone.

“We would like to offer you a direct invitation to enter the Association as a member of our Seventh Special Squad.” Alex said, his voice dropping half a register. “I’m sure you understand what that means.”

Moon’s expression didn’t change, but his pulse quickened.

The Special Squads.

Most Evolvers would go their entire careers without hearing that name spoken aloud. The squads didn’t recruit publicly. They didn’t advertise. They didn’t hold interviews or accept applications. If you knew they existed, it was usually because someone decided you were worth knowing.

Each squad operated in the shadows of the Association. Their members were handpicked from the most talented and dangerous Evolvers alive, people whose potential was deemed too valuable to leave in the open. Their identities were altered in public records. Their faces were unknown to the media, to other Evolvers, even to the lower ranks of the Association itself. Only the highest-ranking officials knew who sat behind those numbered designations.

The benefits that came with membership were the kind that most people didn’t even know existed. Access to the Association’s finest resources. The best Spirit Arts, the rarest opportunities, and training facilities that the general population would never set foot in.

Direct protection for friends and family at the Evolver level, meaning that anyone connected to a squad member was untouchable by most means on Earth.

And, there was the immunity—

As a member of a Special Squad, you operated outside the reach of normal law. No court, no normal force, no government body could take legal action against you. The only authority that could hold you accountable was the Association itself, and they almost never turned on their own. You could walk through doors that were closed to everyone else, make decisions that would land most awakeners and evolvers in prison, and never once look over your shoulder.

You could get away with a great deal of things. And that was perhaps its most valuable perk of all.

But none of it came free.

Such an exclusive membership meant loyalty. It meant being tied to the Association at the deepest level, answering calls that couldn’t be refused, carrying out missions that couldn’t be questioned, and following orders from people whose names you might never learn if you don’t climb the ladder high enough.

Once you were in, you didn’t simply walk away.

“That’s a very generous invitation. I’m flattered, truly.” Moon said, his tone measured. “But as you know, I’m currently under contract with the Glassy Group. I can’t make a decision of this magnitude on the spot. If possible, could you prepare a contract outlining what the Association is willing to offer? I’ll read through it, weigh the pros and cons, and give you my answer.”

Alex remained silent for a moment. His eyes stayed on Moon’s face, searching for something. Whether he found it or not, he didn’t show.

Then he nodded.

“Sure. I will have a contract prepared with our full offer given to you within the next few minutes. However, I should mention that we won’t be disclosing the specific details of the Seventh Special Squad or their privileges until you formally accept. As you understand, it’s highly secretive.”

“That’s not an issue.” Moon replied.

Alex extended his hand once more. Moon shook it. Alex then left the room, then returned shortly after with the contract.

He wasn’t as ignorant about the Special Squads as Alex probably assumed. Moon had only recently learned of their existence, but he had learned from a reliable source.

Selene had been invited to one herself not long ago.