It went without saying that Ambrose's words were not taken for granted, as everyone complied immediately. The 80 yet to be awakened humans got to watch the baffled, excited and horrified expressions of the 20 awakened ones whose eyes glazed over as if they could see something hovering in front of them.

This kind of action naturally caused a reaction of intense desire and jealousy in those unawakened, wanting to experience that same sensation for themselves. This caused a small commotion, which was soon silenced by Ambrose directly as he spoke from his observation room.

"Now, report your names, ages and abilities." He instructed boredly, clearly not expecting much.

He pointed to the person at the leftmost end of the initial 20. "You go first and then continue linearly to the other side. Start!"

Not wanting to cause any trouble and excited by what was going on, the first person quickly spoke out.

"Danny Leeds, 23 years old, A-Grade ability: Pinnacle Pyromancy."

"Selina LoBiondo, 25 years old, S-Grade Ability: Dimension Walker. "

"Wendall Midyett, 32 years old, S-Grade Ability: Imperishable Body."

"Tam Faux, 19 years old, A-Grade Ability: Pinnacle Terramancy."

"Ernestina Ghent, 17 years old, A-Grade Ability: Truth or Dare."

Like that, the rest introduced themselves while mentioning either A-Grade or S-Grade abilities with interesting names, though some had the same ability, like those who could manipulate elements.

Ambrose and his crew had strange expressions, with the vampire himself frowning slightly. He then waved to the speechless handler down below, snapping him out of his daze.

"Next batch!" He commanded.

Another batch of humans went in and received the same treatment. Damon watched from the very back, being one of the last in line. When this group came out, they weren't even prompted before they checked what Ambrose told them to.

Excitement colored their features, and they began announcing their own abilities in much the same manner as those who came before.

"Duffy Rochefort, 21 years old, A-Grade ability: Ultimate Marksman."

"Brisia Draeger, 29 years old, S-Grade Ability: Spirit Summoning."

"Zhenya Urbani, 35 years old, S-Grade Ability: Soul Tower."

"Gunnar Mannheimer, 31 years old, A-Grade Ability: Elemental Summoning."

"Francois Keilen, 27 years old, A-Grade Ability: Armament Will."

The same thing held true for this batch. There were a mixture of A and S-Grade abilities with none falling below A. At some point, everyone was looking at the others, waiting for someone to report that their ability was at the B-Grade or below, just out of human spite, but the atmosphere became heavier without the humans' notice.

Ambrose was frowning heavily, and the handler was no longer stunned, rather he became very cold. He shouted for the next batch, and they went in excitedly. When they came out, they also reported their names and abilities.

"Connor Baines, 20 years old, SS-Grade ability: Shadow World."

"Nicholas Spencley, 23 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Mental Manipulation."

"Kane, 22 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Anti-Ability Domain."

"Protizen Echo, 31 years old, SS-Grade Ability: Ultra Armor."

"Andre Gregg, 27 years old, SS-Grade Ability: Explosive Paradise."

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This time, even the humans understood that something was wrong when so many SS-Grade abilities had appeared, with S-Grade being the odd one out this time. A certain nervousness fell upon the humans here as they felt the atmosphere finally, and it was super oppressive.

Ambrose up there looked like he was constipated, his face twisted beyond measure. The handler was no longer cold, but utterly terrified. He shakily commanded the next batch to go in, and from the excitement of getting power, we felt like lab rats receiving their last dose before disposal.

The reports were just as exaggerated as before.

"Levi Thane, 32 years old, SSS-Grade ability: Liquid Manipulation."

"Kyle Greer, 19 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Vibration Manipulation."

"João Victor de Oliveira, 29 years old, SS-Grade Ability: Crimson Art."

"Bane McGregor, 28 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Apex Shifter."

"Marshal, 26 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Words of Power."

Silence. The handler could no longer speak, simply pointing shakily to the last batch, which included Damon. The young master looked up at Ambrose in passing to gauge his current expression, but was stunned to see him smiling pleasantly.

The youth processed what was wrong with this as he entered the pod and was washed away with the liquid he had seen from outside. Rather than feeling wet, he felt like someone had stuffed him with a cool pillow on all sides of his body without making him feel constricted and squeezed.

Suddenly, he felt his consciousness blur for a split second. When he came to, he saw that he was in a realm that was white in all directions, like a testing area for an undeveloped 3D program. In this white area, a terminal stood at the center.

Damon walked up to the terminal and pressed his palm into the groove that was obviously made for that exact purpose. After years of being fed action and spy movies by dorklywood, anyone on Earth could tell what such a thing was for.

A holographic screen came up before him with some programming language or the other rapidly speeding across, making hundreds of new lines per second. Damon was a politician, not a coder, so he was naturally unable to follow the process.

Yes, one should learn to code, but there was not much of a market for it in a Third World country like the one he came from, so it had been rather low on his priority list.

Anyway, the rapid lines came to an end and the terminal automatically closed by itself. Damon was wondering what the next step was when he suddenly awoke. He saw that the fluid that covered him had receded, not even leaving a spec on his body as the pod opened.

He stepped out, slightly groggy, and looked around to see that the last batch of 20 were also doing the same. With that in mind, they all lined up and remembered what Ambrose had said, to think of a Character panel, and it would show up.

Lo and behold, a blue-tinted screen appeared in Damon's eyesight, and it was curved in such a way that took up his entire field of vision. It was styled the exact same way he'd expect from a typical game, only that this one was quite straightforward.

[Name: Damon Arnan || Species: Homo Sapiens (Pure) || Faction: None]

[POW: 1 || MOB: 1 || FOR: 1 || MEN: 1|| PRO: 1]

[Abilities: Probability Manipulation (EX), Avatar (EX), Devour (EX).]

Pretty simple as far as Damon could tell, with only these three lines. While he was curious as to the value of these numbers and what the various abbreviations stood for specifically, he was interrupted by the others, who started calling out their abilities.

Damon listened in silently.

"Henry Jasek, 25 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Ability Replication."

"Ektor Castro, 23 years old, SSS-Grade Ability: Ability Destruction."

"Xela Stone, 18 years old, EX-Grade Ability: Divine Life."

The first EX-Grade ability appeared, and it stunned the crew of the spaceship. The humans were pleasantly surprised and saw that it was from a young girl with an inconspicuous presence and a meek nature.

Soon, the rest also called out theirs until it was left with Damon and another girl. He took a look and noticed that it just so happened to be the girl who had bravely asked the vampire a question before. Now that he was focused on her, he had time to see that she wasn't really a girl, but a woman.

She appeared to be of European descent, with pale white skin, a sharp nose, two soft eyes and silky blonde hair that reached her shoulders. She wore a pair of square rimmed glasses and had soft, red lips that were pulled into a frown.

The woman was the same height as him, 5''11', and her body was shaped in a way that no one attracted to females could say was not superb. While big for a woman, she was also not large enough to make it ridiculous, and not small enough to make others look at her partner as if he was a pedophile.

Interestingly, she wore a tight-fitting white blouse, a long black jacket that looked like a lab coat and a short black skirt. Below that were long black stockings that covered the entirety of her thighs down to her ankles. On her feet were a pair of ankle-length boots with sharp heels.

She simultaneously gave off the vibe of a top-end business-woman and a potent female researcher all in one. Despite her frown, she soon spoke.

"Felicia Rothschild, 21 years old, EX-Grade Ability: Eternal Providence… as well as EX-Grade Ability: Empower."

There were loud gasps in the room as right after the first EX-Grade ability had appeared, the second had followed suit, and this time there were two of them! This was getting out of hand!

Damon's eyes narrowed, but even with the ruckus Felicia caused, he noted that Ambrose's bloody red eyes locked onto him, waiting for his announcement. The youth decided not to lie when those eyes that were inhuman were boring into him.

"Damon Arnan, 21 years old, EX-grade Ability: Avatar, EX-grade Ability: Devour, Ex-grade Ability: Probability Manipulation."