All of them were gasping for air, with Wembyying on the ground and letting his legs cool off. He couldn''t believe what he saw.


    How was it possible that a 1st stage Student was able to speed past two Saviors who were in the 3rd stage? That was absurd!


    Sure, An had a Physique LifeSkill perfect for running while carrying heavy weights. But that still wasn''t enough exnation as to how An overpowered thebination of a speed LifeSkill and a mutation working together.


    Were Porters that impressive? Or was it just An''s innate talent?


    "Ha…ha….that was amazing. You…you''re so much faster than me. I almost can''t believe it." Wemby forced himself up and congratted An.


    How embarrassing would it be for him if he stayed lying on the ground while An stood tall barely even catching his breath?


    "Thanks. That''s the first time I''ve ever run that fast. It''s…freeing."


    The oval-faced guy walked over to An and held out his hand. "Oliver. Congrats."


    An shook hands with the guy and was happy to finally know his name.


    "Looks like he''s really impressed with you. He even gave you his name!" Lizzie and Neumann both walked over to An and congratted him on his very unexpected win.


    Lizzie was very proud of An. She was the one who recruited him, and she felt a fraction of his achievements as her achievements.


    Neumann, on the other hand, was speechless. He knew that An was strong, evidenced by his strong grip, but Neumann didn''t think that An would be able to beat two of the fastest 3rd stage Saviors head to head.


    "You won thispetition fair and square."


    An finally let go of the gs in his belt, and a slight earthquake emanated from the crash. After a moment, the gs disintegrated into particles and disappeared.


    "Looks like we have a very reliable Porter in our midst. We''ll be relying on you for most of our missions, and I hope you show that amazing power of yours in our adventures."


    The rest of thepetitors all approached An and congratted him.


    They introduced themselves to him, in the hopes that he would be the Porter in their missions. If they had a teammate like An, they could be sure that their missions would go smoothly.


    Everyone returned to the HeadQuarters and they rxed on the steps and conversed with each other.


    An learned that most of them were older than 100 years old.


    "Believe it or not, I only started this Savior business 25 years ago. At that time, I never thought I had the talent to fight Canzers.


    So, I postponed my Draft. I never bothered with it because I was content with my life.


    But everything changed because of my daughter. She participated in the Draft as soon as she could and it turned out that she had an A ss LifeSkill!


    She rose through the ranks, and I felt alienated from her. In an attempt to understand her better, I did my Draft to be a Savior and the rest was history."


    Neumann had a very noble reason as to why he became a Savior.


    An found it interesting that even at more than a hundred years old, Neumann was still able to make life-changing decisions like a kid trying to find his way.


    Meanwhile, people in the Unimed Lands barely even live past the age of 20…


    Must be the effect of immortality, An thought.


    "I''m not like old Neumann the eighth over here," Wemby teased. "I didn''t start my Savior journey till I was only a hundred years old. I was a regr old noodle shop owner but after 80 years, I got tired of it."


    Wemby and Neumann both startedte in their years. But it still took them a significant amount of time to advance through the stages.


    20 years might seem like a blink to them, but to An, it was a whole lifespan.


    "Does it take that long to advance through the stages?"


    Neumann and Wemby had a shared self-deprecatingugh. "If you''re like us plebs, then yeah it''ll take you tens of years to advance.


    One of the reasons why we''re stuck in this stage is because there are a lot of Saviors with the same job as us. We''re a bit overpopted. And there are barely any missions that are suitable for low-level Saviors like us.


    We only get about 3 missions a month in a good year. So, it''ll take us years to umte experience."


    Wemby patted An on the back. "But you have talent. You''ll be getting more and more missions in the future.


    Andst I heard, there''s been a surge of missions ever since the Sr Event. So, it''ll be easier to get experience now more than ever."


    "Oh yeah, have you guys heard about that Sr Storm? I heard it''s been messing up some of the systems in the City," one of the Saviorsmented.


    "Oliver, you''re the oldest out of all of us. Has this ever happened before?"


    The infamous oval-faced guy who was sitting on the railing of the stairs all by himself spoke only one word. "No."


    "Either way, I know it''s bad to say this, but I''m d there are more missions. More experience for us. Who knows. Maybe after this, there''ll be a drought."


    "And lucky for you, newbie! I think that you''ll be able to advance to the second stage in just a month!"


    An remained silent as they talked about the ''fortunate'' Sr Event. Knowing the ominous reason behind it, he couldn''t celebrate quite as well as those guys.


    Should I tell them? Would they even believe me?


    Lizzie saw the worried expression on An''s face and felt partially responsible.


    She was the one who put those thoughts of Angels and extinction in An''s head. She regretted ever saying those words aloud when it wasn''t even true.


    Those things that fell from the sky weren''t angels. It was a weird sr event, nothing more.


    So, she subtly changed the conversation.


    "You did quite well in thepetition," she praised him. "But I suggest that you don''t activate your LifeSkill all the time. You get tired easily, right?


    An''s mouth opened in shock.


    "It''s like a muscle. You have to deactivate it to recover from the strain," Lizzie added but An wasn''t listening.


    Wait. I have to activate my LifeSkill?