An looked at the man and saw him wearing a green battle suit, which meant that he was a Vanguard Savior like him.


    However, he didn''t recognize the guy. But judging from the emblem on his chest, it seemed that this guy was in the Pre-Intern realm, just above the Student level and below the Intern realm.


    An''s reputation as the Star Porter had spread far and wide in the City, however, due to the church''s explosion and the advent of the Time Stims to transfer Soul Time, everyone seemed to have forgotten about him and his supposed talent.


    After all, from their perspective, An was nothing more than a porter whose skill was a little bit better than most Student-level Saviors. Sure, in terms of Student Saviors, he was probably one of the best. But in the matter of other Saviors, he was but another newbie.


    And skill as a porter was not that needed nowadays. After all, ever since Soul Time became much more scarce, every Savior was now looking for any opportunity they could earn Soul Time. This included taking the ce of porters during missions.


    Since An was the only Porter avable in the City, most of the missions were done without a porter at all. They used multiple Saviors to carry the heavy construct inside the Remedium.


    And since the job was rtively easy with virtually no risk, everyone was now vying to be in the porter position.


    So, all in all, An''s value in the City had gone down considerably. After all, he was still a newbie in the Student realm.


    This particr guy who bumped into An thought that too. He thought that An had remained at the Student level.


    After all, it had only been a few weeks since he had first started. How would he have guessed that An had the same power as Specialist-level Canzers. Not only that, but he had two dragons by his side ready to support him at any time he needed it.


    "Apologies," An said. "But you''re the one who bumped into me."


    The guy couldn''t believe that An wasn''t prostrating himself on the ground right now to beg for forgiveness.


    "I have five hundred years of Soul Time in my Soul System, buddy. You don''t get to mess with me," the guy said, disdain written on his face.


    But An couldn''t understand why the guy was bragging about his Soul Time. He didn''t think it mattered.


    "So?" An asked.


    "So?! Are you stupid or something? This means that I''m more powerful than you. in and simple. With more Soul Time, I have more health than you and even more power to kill you. And once I kill you, well…"


    The guy eyed An''s wrist, hoping to see the Soul Time hidden inside.


    An finally realized what the guy wanted to do. He seemed to have bumped into him on purpose, with the very goal of starting a fight.


    "What are you, a Student? And I''m at the peak of the Pre-Intern realm. We are not the same. If you don''t want to get your ass handed to you, then I''m willing to soothe my anger if you give me 10 years of Soul Time aspensation."


    An couldn''t believe that this guy was doing all of this effort just to get ten years of Soul Time. Even back when An was just a Student Savior, he could earn that much Soul Time in a few hours just by activating his mutation.


    It seems things have truly changed in this society.


    When he first entered Genesis City, he thought that everyone was nice and caring to other people. But now, things havepletely changed.


    "Hey, hey! Are you going to give me your Soul Time or not? I''m getting impatient here," the guy said, slowly taking out the sword from the sheath on his back.


    An shook his head in disappointment. He then looked around and saw a discreet hall by the side of the street.


    He started going in that direction, leading the guy away from any prying eyes.@@novelbin@@


    "Now, give me your Soul Time!" the guy threatened, brandishing his sword.


    But An didn''t even flinch. He simply gave the man a stern eye.


    "I''m probably not the first one that you cornered like this, right? How many Student-level Saviors have you extorted out of precious Soul Time?" An asked, his anger showing on his eyebrows.


    "You bastard. How dare you say that to me? And here I thought I wouldn''t have to teach you a lesson. But now, you''ve forced my hand.


    If you don''t want to give me your Soul Time, then I''ll take it away from you!"


    The guy raised his sword with such speed and ferocity that his de almost looked invisible. He looked like he barely moved, but in truth, he hadpletely cleaved his sword towards An''s hand, hoping to sever it clean.


    The man waited, with a conceited expression on his face, for An to show a pained expression as he realized that he lost his hand.


    But after a few seconds, nothing happened.


    The man looked confused. He didn''t know what happened. He knew that his sword had cleaved through An''s hand just from feeling alone, yet none of that happened.


    "Tsk. You got lucky," said the man.


    This time, he wasn''t going to miss again. His body started to glow a strange red hue, as if his whole body was epassed by a great fire. Discover hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire


    The sword in his hands emanated a dangerous sharpness, enough to cut throughyers andyers of steel.


    As a Pre-Intern level Savior, the man was confident in his strength. Just a normal attack of his could inflict a year of Soul Time damage!


    The man raised his sword and concentrated all of his strength and cleaving power towards An''s hand, which was resting by the side of his body.


    SHIIING!


    A small cut appeared on Ans hand, but after a second, the cut had seemingly healed and showed no sign of being affected at all.