Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

"Good morning, newbie!" Wemby was the first one to see him.

"Good morning," Atlan replied.

"Did you sleep well last night?" asked Neumann.

"I did…"

He nodded in satisfaction. "That's good. My daughter made sure to keep her health in good shape, and that's what allowed her to become a better Savior.

You should follow her lead so that you can become stronger and advance through the stages in a breeze."

"But don't advance too fast or else we'll have no Porter again." teased Wemby.

"He's kidding…partially."

"Um.."

"What is it?"

"Why is that still here? I thought those Saviors already took care of it?" He pointed at the bigger cloud of smoke enveloping almost two districts at this point.

Neumann and the others didn't look concerned. "That's normal. Sometimes, it takes a day or two to completely purge the Canzers."

"Don't worry. The rest of the soldiers already evacuated all of the residents affected. Come on, let's go back to the Training Hall!" Wemby raced up the stairs to be the first one to enter the Remedium.

The rest of them quickly followed suit. Atlan took one last look towards the clouds before he entered the HeadQuarters.

Soon after that, they were back in the strange negative-color Remedium Training Hall where they could practice killing as many Canzers as they could.

There were already a lot of Saviors inside, practicing their skills separately or with groups.

"Look at them practicing team drills. That's very important to us Vanguards especially since each mission is team-based.

The tanks will protect the support and the DPS, the scouts will distract the Canzers, and so on."

They put themselves through different scenarios inside the Remedium City. They tried to fight in a secluded street with little to no space to use the AOE of mages.

They also tried out some formations in case they had to fight out in the open with no natural defenses around them.

And finally, some of the Saviors got permission from HeadQuarters to summon Pseudo Canzers so that they'd be able to practice their skills on a real enemy.

After they quit the drill, Atlan would come up and finish the frozen monsters for them, and they happily let him do so.

Since they were the ones who requested the drill, they were responsible for disposing of them. But since Atlan volunteered, the burden on them lessened.

It was a win-win scenario for all parties.

They all thought Atlan was just a naturally good guy who wanted to help everybody free of charge, but they didn't know that he was earning lots of experience from doing it.

[You have reaped the death of a simple creature: Pseudo Canzers] x149

[You have gained 2,235 experience]

He gained a respectable amount of experience throughout his whole day of mercy killing the Pseudo Canzers.

And in all that time, he was only able to get one LifeSkill copy.

[You have gained an F class LifeSkill Mucus Spray]

[Since you already have the same LifeSkill in a higher class, this LifeSkill will turn into a fragment]

[You cannot level up a fragment]

[Needs one (1) more F class Mucus LifeSkill fragment for fusion]

He also advanced his Mage LifeSkill to the third stage just before he started the grind for more LifeSkills. At the end of the day, he had 35 hours left.

[LifeSkills]

—Mage: (D) Mucus Spray

——— Consolidating the 3rd stage

———— 35 hrs : 58 mins: 30 s

———— 1x F class fragment

He needed another F class fragment to turn both of them into a D class LifeSkill.

If he was able to do that, then he could merge the two D class LifeSkills and turn them into a C class LifeSkill!

However, the allotted time for the Training Hall already passed. They weren't allowed to stay anymore because they were going to close the Remedium for safety reasons.

"Why didn't we see Garuun and the other Saviors in the Remedium?" asked Atlan as they waited in the elevator back up to the real world.

"Because that's a different dimension. Each Canzer that pops up inhabits a different dimension.

It's hard to explain and understand because it involves the 4th dimension, and we humans simply can't get a grasp of that naturally.

Just think of it as each Canzer and symptom being a different space in the Remedium."

"I'm starving! Let's go eat something at the cafeteria." Wemby massaged his stomach and begged for the others to join him.

Oliver and Neumann would have rejected the invitation, but since they hadn't had a proper meal with Atlan yet, they decided to join.

"You're gonna love the food here, newbie. They have everything you can think of!" Wemby couldn't praise the food in the cafeteria any higher.

Atlan remembered that he hadn't eaten anything for at least two days now.

Fasting for long periods was normal in the Unclaimed Lands, but this was the first time that Atlan didn't feel hungry.

He felt full. He felt satiated.

Neumann guided them through the large campus of the Savior HeadQuarters and Atlan felt like he entered another city.

It had a dedicated building for a full garden and forest, it had buildings only for Saviors to relax and unwind, and it even had luxurious housings for those who wanted to sleep inside.

Each person he saw wore their respective battle suits, either green or blue.

However, in the countless number of groups they encountered, Atlan never saw a green battlesuit talking to one who wore a blue battlesuit.

The Quills and Knives kept to themselves.

The Operators and Vanguards didn't interact much with each other.

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While they were walking, Atlan saw something out of the corner of his eye. There was a discreet hallway that exuded prestige and exclusivity.

It had a red velvet walkway and intimate lighting. But judging from the barrier that blocked anyone from entering, this wasn't a place where anyone could just enter.

"What's that?" Atlan asked.

"That's the Hall of Heroes. It showcases the best Saviors in the history of Genesis City."

They all took a slight detour and let Atlan take a look at the Hall of Heroes.

On the very end of the hall, there was a large picture of a robust man who looked to be the very embodiment of strength and confidence.

"That's the legendary Quinto Kindle. The First Savior…"