SSS-Rank Talent: Super Upgrade System-Chapter 139: From Aspirant To Asset!

The conclusion of the freshman entrance tests left the vast plaza of Astralis Academy’s Upper House buzzing with an energy that was part exhaustion, part relief, and part pure amazement.

The news of Daniel’s unprecedented performance and the Principal’s unique training arrangement spread like wildfire through the ranks of the surviving aspirants.

He was no longer just the record-breaker, he was now the Principal’s personal disciple, a title that carried an almost mythical weight.

As Director Sterling formally dismissed the assembly, instructing the students to find their newly assigned dormitories and prepare for the official commencement of their studies the following day, a subtle but significant social shift occurred.

The crowd, which had previously kept a wary distance from Daniel, now seemed to see him as a nexus of opportunity.

A swarm of hopeful aspirants, their faces a mixture of admiration and opportunistic ambition, began to converge on his position.

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"Captain Vance! My family, the Ironwood Clan, would be most interested in sponsoring a talent of your... caliber..."

"Vance! My man! I’ve got this great idea for a multi-level marketing scheme involving slightly used monster parts, and with your reputation..."

Daniel sighed. He had hoped for a quiet moment to process everything, to absorb his gains, but it seemed his newfound fame came with an endless stream of unsolicited business proposals and awkward attempts at friendship.

Ayra, ever the blunt instrument, stepped forward, her S-Grade Crystal Gloves gleaming menacingly.

"Alright, that’s enough!" she barked, her voice easily cutting through the chatter.

"The captain needs his rest. Piss off, all of you, before I decide to test my new gloves on some conveniently head-shaped targets!"

The crowd, faced with the combined threat of Ayra’s berserker fury and Daniel’s silent, overwhelming presence, wisely dispersed, muttering apologies and casting envious glances over their shoulders.

"Thanks, Ayra," Daniel said, a grateful smile on his face. "Your diplomatic skills are truly a sight to behold."

"Hey, it worked, didn’t it?" she retorted with a grin. "Now, let’s get out of here. All this boot-licking is making me want to punch someone."

They found Lia and Olenna waiting patiently nearby.

Olenna, having secured her place in the prestigious Command School, radiated a new, quiet confidence.

Lia, now officially a prized student of the Logistics and Support School, seemed to glow with a serene sense of purpose.

Together, the four of them, a strange but undeniably powerful quartet, made their way towards the Academy’s residential sector, ignoring the lingering stares.

As per Principal Finch’s personal arrangement, Daniel was assigned a private, single-person dormitory.

It was a spacious, elegantly furnished suite high in one of the crystalline towers, with a breathtaking view of the entire resting platform.

The quiet solitude was a welcome relief after the constant pressure and chaos of the past few days.

He spent the rest of the day in deep meditation, not just resting his body, but finally taking the time to fully integrate the immense power he had gained.

He meticulously allocated his 25 free attribute points from the Leviathan kill, further bolstering his Strength and Agility, feeling his physical form solidify, his speed becoming even more terrifyingly potent.

He reviewed the new skills his Night Ranger class had unlocked, committing their intricacies to memory.

The five Class Skill Points he had accumulated burned a hole in his metaphorical pocket, a treasure trove of potential he was saving for the perfect moment.

The next morning, feeling more powerful and focused than ever before, Daniel prepared for his first official day of classes at Astralis Academy.

His schedule, personally arranged by the Principal, dictated that his first stop was the Command School, under the tutelage of the calm but sharp-witted Vice-Principal Aslaug Winnick.

He stepped out of his dormitory into the chilly, clean air of Rivernorth.

The Academy was already bustling with activity.

He watched as smooth, quiet origin-powered cars moved along energy lanes, carrying students and staff across the large campus.

He considered activating his S-Grade [Twilight Phantom Step].

He could probably cross the entire campus in a matter of second, but the high energy cost for simple travel seemed wasteful.

Besides, arriving on his first day with a dramatic display of power might be considered poor etiquette, even for the Principal’s disciple.

He summoned one of the public academy cars with a simple command on his Nexus Interface.

The small, levitating vehicle arrived silently a moment later.

As it whisked him away towards the imposing structure of the Command School, he marveled again at the fusion of science and origin power that defined this place.

He arrived at a towering structure that looked less like a school and more like a high-tech fortress of strategic thought.

The interior was a maze of holographic tactical displays, humming data servers, and quiet, focused students engaged in complex war games.

He headed to the Vice-Principal’s office, a spacious room with a smart glass wall that gave a wide view of the entire Upper House.

Vice-Principal Aslaug Winnick was seated behind a large, sleek desk, reviewing a holographic star chart.

She looked up as he entered, and a genuine, warm smile graced her elderly features, unlike the stern, almost intimidating demeanor of the other Vice-Principals.

"Aspirant Vance. Daniel. Please, come in," she said, her voice as calm and clear as a mountain stream.

"Welcome to the Command School. I trust your accommodations are to your liking?"

"They are more than satisfactory, Vice-Principal," Daniel replied politely, slightly taken aback by her extreme politeness.

He had anticipated a more formal and possibly even probing first meeting.

"Excellent, excellent," Aslaug Winnick murmured, her sharp eyes scanning him with an almost grandmotherly concern.

"Director Sterling can be... rather abrupt in his arrangements. I wanted to ensure you were settled comfortably.

It is imperative that our most promising talents are free from distractions. And please," she added, "call me Aslaug.

Vice-Principal is so dreadfully formal, don’t you think?"

Daniel, used to dealing with cautious instructors and outright hostile rivals, found himself momentarily at a loss.

The genuine warmth and enthusiasm radiating from the elderly head of the most elite school was disarming.

"And how did you travel here this morning?" Aslaug asked, her brow furrowing slightly.

"You didn’t walk all this way, did you? The campus is quite expansive."

"I took one of the public academy cars, Vice-Principal... Aslaug," Daniel replied.

Aslaug’s eyes widened in genuine shock, as if he had just told her he’d arrived by riding a three-legged turtle.

"A public car?! Unacceptable! Gareth!" she snapped, tapping a command on her desk interface.

Director Sterling’s slightly harried face appeared on a small holographic screen.

"Gareth, what is the meaning of this? You assign our Academy’s most valuable asset a single dormitory, which is spartan at best, and then you expect him to rely on public transportation?

This is a gross oversight! His time is far too precious to be wasted in transit queues!"

Director Sterling’s holographic image winced. "My apologies, Vice-Principal.

The arrangements were made... hastily. I will rectify the matter at once."

"See that you do," Aslaug said, before dismissing the call with a wave of her hand.

She then turned back to Daniel, her warm smile returning.

"My deepest apologies, Daniel. A temporary oversight. We must ensure you have the proper tools for success."

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