Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener - Chapter 43 How Dare You Speak to Him Like That?

43  How Dare You Speak to Him Like That?

The thoughts of the players present were unanimously the same—

Just a genius with potential to join the Spark Program.

Could he compare to someone like Teresa?

Sterl stood in place, honestly feeling a bit awkward.

At this moment, from the back, a player clad in purple and white armor slowly approached.

He leisurely made his way to Sterl.

Sterl thought the man was about to greet him and was about to speak—

“It’s an honor to meet you, Miss Teresa. I am William Chalamet, from Sequence Base No. 68, currently residing in Superior Base No. 146.”

” I am in charge of the qualification approval for players under level thirty from the human race on Earth to join the Spark Project.” The man clad in battle armor actually initiated a skill similar to teleportation, moving from a later position to get ahead, blocking Teresa’s way first, offering his attentions fervently.

Sterl: “…”

He was slightly speechless. So, I’m that insignificant?

In a burst of anger, emmmm… he just felt a flash of annoyance.

Sterl’s emotions are relatively stable. After all, having traveled through so many years and being looked down upon more often, he wouldn’t suddenly have any inviolable authority after his strength skyrocketed.

Meanwhile, Teresa was stunned. After spending some time in the instance, it felt like ages had passed.

So much had happened!

She had been chased, nearly killed, reduced to a slave by Sterl losing all her dignity, and finally obtained a B+ grade pet egg, something extremely cherished within the sequence bases.

Teresa feels like she’s from another world. The scene of being kneeled and licked by other players of the opposite sex in fear before her seemed to have happened a long time ago.

Teresa looked around with some annoyance at the group of people fanatically surrounding her.

And instinctively, her gaze fell on Sterl…

Immediately, Teresa’s brows furrowed. Surrounded by the crowd, she hadn’t realized at first that her master was being ignored. This plunged Teresa into deep guilt.

She wanted to scold them angrily, but remembering Sterl’s prior instructions not to reveal their relationship, she had to speak more gently, “Sir, aren’t you in charge of the Spark Program assessments? You shouldn’t let our Earth’s future genius just wait like this.”

At this moment, the many players present still behaved very gracefully.

“Miss Teresa, you always think things through.”

“You always think too much for others.”

“Your kindness and care touch us all!”

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The players from the intermediate base lavishly praised, hoping to leave a good impression on Teresa from the sequence base.

This group regretted deeply. Before William arrived, they had no idea Teresa’s status was so high, a true VIP from the sequence base!

Otherwise, why would such a distinguished person come to save Sterl in an instance?

Including Miste, the leader who had been very optimistic about Sterl, was now fully focused on Teresa.

Sterl? A genius player? Does it matter? Miste recommended a player who, after being successfully selected for the Spark Program, received a decent reward. However, if he gets involved with the Sequence Base, that could be an opportunity to skyrocket to success.

Miss Teresa, possessing an A-level talent, might very well secure a permanent residence at the Sequence Base in the future, placing her at the very pinnacle among Earth’s human race.

William, the person in charge of the Spark Program, didn’t mince his words: “I’m sorry, Miss Teresa. Your kindness moves me.”

“But we hardly lack for ordinary geniuses.”

“Just like the weeds by the roadside, sprouting time and again, very few truly manage to grow.”

“Outsiders may value the talents in the Spark Program highly, but with our status, we needn’t be so concerned.”

“They’re just a bunch of dogs we’re raising.”

“What matters more is your safety. The collapse of the Starfall Wilderness instance must have been quite a shock to you. What you need now is some good rest.”

At this moment, Sterl, who had thought the conversation was about to turn to him, was finding it hard to keep his composure.

Putting aside whether the conversation has touched upon my own issues or not, this is definitely a personal attack, isn’t it?

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He wasn’t really angry, mainly because, as a disciple of the survival doctrine, Sterl had long understood that until he grew nearly invincible, enduring humiliation was part of the journey.

However, while Sterl was “swallowing his pride” and the other players were “merrily” engaging, Teresa felt a surge of nameless anger, directly shouting, “Dare you speak about my master… about him like that!”

Her brows lifted slightly, her anger evident.

Even the lightning between Teresa’s palms shone brightly, aimed directly at William’s neck, the man responsible for assessing the Spark Program.

Instantly, everyone present was dumbfounded, and William took a few steps back, raising his hands, “Miss Teresa, what do you mean by this?”

He was panicking. Although he was an assessor for the Spark Program, compared to Teresa, who also came from a Sequence Base and possessed an A-level talent, his status was much lower.

Otherwise, William wouldn’t have been so obsequious. Facing Teresa’s threat, he didn’t dare to act rashly. Unless he silenced everyone present, if Teresa were harmed, William would only end up in a worse situation.

“Apologize!” Teresa initially wanted to force these players, who couldn’t recognize a great man when they saw one, to beg Sterl for forgiveness.

But before she could speak out, she felt Sterl’s will transmitted through a secondary star connection, subtly signaling her not to show too much bias towards him to avoid exposing their relationship.

Teresa barely suppressed her anger, “William, do you not realize that it is precisely the talents nurtured by the Spark Program that have shaped the development of our Earth’s human race?”

“Otherwise, how many strong individuals could emerge from the population of the Sequence Base? What you said earlier is nothing short of blasphemy against the countless predecessors who have emerged from the Spark Program, expanding our territories and making sacrifices!”

After regaining her composure, Teresa resorted to moral high ground.

Then she casually mentioned, “This time, after entering the instance, I gained a significant opportunity with the help of Mr. Sterl.”

“How did you treat him? By ignoring? By making outrageous statements? Don’t you think you owe him an apology?”

As her words fell, the players present looked at each other.

But upon hearing Teresa mention the significant opportunity she gained with Sterl’s help, they all came to a realization, slapping their thighs in frustration—

Well, letting Teresa go down for the rescue was a mistake. Look at us now, we didn’t get any favor. But Sterl, this kid, got to cling to the powerful!

Miste and a group of players from the mid-level base quickly tried to smooth things over: “We’re so sorry. We were too hasty earlier.”

“We overlooked little brother Sterl.”

“In this instance, where other players died in battle, Sterl, your survival alone has proven your potential. The Spark Program is designed for talents like you.”

“We were a bit neglectful just now. Please don’t take it to heart.”

One by one, they offered smiles.

For players from the mid-level base, offending a player valued by the big shots from the Sequence Base was the last thing they wanted.

Only William, the assessor for the Spark Program, had a grim look, staring at Sterl with a hostile gaze for several seconds before speaking slowly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t notice there was another person here.”

“You’re the talent reported to the Spark Program by leader Miste, aren’t you?”

William activated a detection skill, seeing the false attributes Sterl had concocted for himself.

He nodded casually.

“A C-class profession, with a B-level talent?”

“Not bad. Considering that you could come back alive from the dungeon, we could give you some extra points as appropriate.”

“Let’s do this. For Miss Teresa’s sake, we’ll classify you directly as a third-tier[Brilliant Star]level talent.”

Although William was displeased, he didn’t particularly make things difficult for Sterl, even intentionally upgrading the treatment Sterl could enjoy.

In his view, this was just some trash from a lower base. So what if he had talent?

Sterl, compared to someone like Teresa, was like owing a favor that could never be repaid in a lifetime.

And in the rest of his life, it was unlikely the two would meet again.

William did not think himself so petty as to be unable to tolerate such an ant.

Coming from the Sequence Base himself, and sharing a C-class profession and B-level talent like Sterl, William believed his future held at least a second-class, if not a third-class transformation. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

And for Sterl, even with the support of the Spark Program, achieving a second-class transformation would still be difficult!

Moreover, William was certain that Sterl’s skills and equipment would be far inferior to his own. This kid from the lower base and Teresa were simply from two different worlds.