Unholy Player - Chapter 518 Godhood vs Science

Chapter 518 Godhood vs Science

“This is…” Dr. Mara’s hands trembled slightly as she held the paper. Her grip stayed careful, like she feared the sheet might tear.

The words and numbers Rhys had written down and handed to her were not what she had expected to see.

“Can I see it?” Adyr asked. He straightened a little where he was sitting by the wall, still looking worn out, his posture heavy with fatigue. His curiosity, though, stayed sharp, locked on the status panel of someone who carried his Path.

Dr. Mara didn’t make him wait. She brought the paper up to his eyes, angled it toward the light, and held it steady so he could read without strain.

[Name]: Rhys Graves

[Race]: Human

[Path]: AXION

[Evolution Step]: 0

[Physique]: 180

[Will]: 60

[Resilience]: 60

[Sense]: 210

[Vigor]: 20

[Energy]: 420 (Capacity)

[Registered Talents]: 2/5

[Maleficent Architect (Lv1)], [Elysian Cook (Lv1)]

[Sparks]: 0/3

[Free Stat Points]: 40

“Look at those stats,” Adyr murmured. His voice was low, but the surprise in it was unmistakable while he scanned the numbers.

Having all five stats was one thing, but the fact that every single one of them was extremely high made it even more fascinating. Rhys’s stats were high enough that, based on raw numbers alone, he matched a veteran Rank 2 Practitioner or even a Rank 3, the type who had lived long enough to push their stats close to their limit.

When Adyr first awakened, his stats had all been 2 or 3. Compared to that, Rhys’s were dozens of times higher. This disparity was not limited to one category; it was evident across all stats.

But it was also expected. Adyr hadn’t been a mutant when he first received the system.

Rhys, on the other hand, had been reinforced with Humanity’s strongest mutant serum. On top of that, he had decades of experience as a seasoned soldier, the kind of background that trained the body and mind to endure.

When Adyr got past the stat information, the second surprise hit even harder. He pulled his gaze off the paper, looked at Rhys, and asked, “Can you use Grace and Malice?” His attention settled on Rhys’s hands, already waiting for the demonstration.

“Grace and Malice?” Rhys paused, caught off guard by the terms. The names were clearly unfamiliar. Then understanding settled on his face. “So that’s what their names are.”

He raised his right hand, palm open. A warm, radiant light gathered there, brightening the air around his fingers like a small, steady flame without heat.

Then he raised his left hand. In the same manner, a completely black, smoke-like formation appeared in his palm, drifting in slow, dense curls and carrying a cold, unsettling presence that made the surrounding space seem to quiver in fear.

He had gained these bloodline abilities when he awakened. The knowledge of how to use them had been etched into him like instinct, the same way a bird knows how to fly without being taught.

Dr. Mara and the researchers were the most shocked when they saw it. “You inherited the bloodline abilities?” One of them took a reflexive half-step closer, as if closing the distance could make the result feel less impossible.

They were researchers, especially those focused on genetics. Realizing that bloodline abilities could be inherited like this was a massive breakthrough for them, made sharper by the fact that the proof was happening right in front of their eyes.

Adyr wasn’t nearly as surprised. He already knew something like this could happen, based on what Zephan had told him about the Blood Path. Everything lined up too neatly with what he was seeing now.

People who chose the Blood Path, without exception, awakened at least 1 bloodline ability tied to that Path. Those talents were imposed on them by the Path itself, and there was even a chance to awaken up to 3 bloodline abilities in

this way.

So Rhys gaining Grace and Malice through genetic inheritance felt normal to him. It felt like the most direct outcome.

It was like a child inheriting a parent’s talents. A father might be a sculptor, and

the child might naturally have an aptitude for it.

A mother might be a musician, and the child might be born with an ear for

music.

In the same way, Rhys had gained the talents of cooking and architecture, despite never training in either.

Dr. Mara still found it strange. “Mr. Rhys, do you know anything about cooking or being an architect?” Her voice stayed controlled, but her eyes were sharp, watching his face for any hesitation.

Rhys seemed genuinely intrigued by the question. His gaze drifted slightly, searching through memories that didn’t feel fully his.

Those 2 things were definitely not subjects he had ever been interested in. Yet

in that moment, he felt like he carried a solid amount of knowledge about them, as if the concepts were already arranged in his head.

It didn’t take long for him to understand where that knowledge was coming

from.

“During the time my mind was absent, I found myself in an emptiness.” His brows tightened slightly as he tried to recall the details. His voice slowed, like he had to pull the memory through fog. “In that space, only my thoughts existed. So while I waited out of boredom, I had a lot of time to think about alcohol recipes and create many things. I didn’t know before that I had a talent

for it.”

Dr. Mara nodded with an understanding expression. “Cooking, in essence, can be called chemistry in a way. Producing alcohol is similar at its core, so that makes sense. But what about the architect?” Her head tilted slightly, the question pressing on the weak point in their logic.

Rhys grew thoughtful again. “I’m not so sure about that.” Then, after a moment,

he added, “Well, I also found out I can use my thoughts to imagine things in a

way that feels real. I created places using only my thoughts and imagination. Does that count?” His fingers shifted subtly, like he could still sense those imagined spaces.

“It sure does,” Dr. Mara answered. Behind her, the researchers took notes like students, not missing anything. Their pens scratched quickly, afraid the details

might slip away.

The way Rhys had gained two talents like these during his 1-week coma-traits he had never had experience with or interest in before was extremely valuable data. It was the kind that could reshape how they understood

awakening itself.

The researchers started whispering among themselves about the topic. Their voices stayed low, but the urgency was there, threaded with excitement. “It’s like uploading a cooking and architecture package into a robot or an AI system,” one of them muttered, his pen never stopping. “A full skill module installed and immediately usable.”

“A human brain is far too complex to be overwritten through raw data input alone, but the way Mr. Rhys acquired these talents…” Another voice trailed off mid-sentence. He froze for a moment, as if a long-standing theoretical barrier had finally given way.

Dr. Mara set the final piece into place, her expression sharpening with excitement. “It’s like a network forming between Mr. Adyr and Mr. Rhys. If we can identify the right signal patterns to establish that kind of link, we might be able to transfer specific information bundles by synchronizing neural activity. That could be the underlying mechanism behind how a Practitioner awakens.” The words came quickly, but they were careful and deliberate, as though the experimental roadmap was already taking shape in her mind.

While the researchers argued in low, excited bursts among themselves, Adyr simply watched. His face didn’t change, even as the atmosphere in the room tightened and quickened around him.

In that moment, he realized that his ability to create this Path was ultimately due to their efforts. Their work had built the foundation that made the anomaly

possible.

Rhys’s awakening was thanks to their mutation serum. The red powder he mixed into it was the main source that started everything. After that, it continued as a chain reaction, step by step, without stopping once it began.

What Adyr did was basically interfere with that awakening process of the Blood

Path.

With the help of his own bloodline talents, especially Nihil, he hijacked the entire process. Without realizing it, he seized control and rewrote the codes of a process that was already progressing. It was like reprogramming something that had already been running, redirecting it into a new shape.

In the end, he was able to create a path for himself by using the powers of another God, even without being one himself.

Of course, it was still something Adyr couldn’t fully understand, and it was not something he could repeat on his own, but he wasn’t alone in this.

So he asked, “Dr. Mara, can we repeat the awakening process for others too?”

That question only stirred the room further, Dr. Mara answered without hiding

her confidence. “I believe we can. Give us a little time, Mr. Adyr, and I promise we will find a way for you to gain more followers.”

Adyr chuckled in response. That was exactly why he had trusted the brilliant

minds of the researchers so far and why he had always kept his respect for

them.