Amon, The Legendary Overlord

The sun had already risen, but they were still meditating non-stop. Almost all medicinal herbs and genetic nuclei had been used, and it was at this moment that Mabel surpassed the limit of 100 genes and reached the incredible score of 103 blank genes full of psychic genes!

She was in a state of euphoria! She was beyond ordinary happiness! She could hardly describe the emotion welling up in her overflowing chest.

"Oh my God, oh my God..." Mabel murmured incredulously. She stopped meditating when she realized she wouldn't be able to go beyond 103, but that alone was a great achievement.

When she found herself in a secluded corner of the camp, she first calmed her agitated emotions, then sat down and began meditating diligently with the intention of creating her Second Genetic Factor. The camp was silent except for the sound of the nearby river flowing and the occasional chirping of birds. The morning mist had not yet dissipated, giving the environment a surreal and peaceful atmosphere.

Mabel sat cross-legged on the soft grass, her eyes closed and her hands resting on her knees. Her breathing was steady and deep, her mind focused on her goal of creating her second genetic factor. She visualized the genes in her body, the white genes and the colored genes, and focused her energy on her genes, trying to unleash all their potential. As she meditated, she felt the energy flowing through her body, a pure and powerful energy that seemed to come from the depths of her being. She felt as if she were connected to a higher power, a force that transcended her physical body and connected her to the universe.

Hours passed and Mabel remained in deep meditation, her focus uninterrupted. She felt as if she were on the brink of a breakthrough, a moment of enlightenment when everything would become clear. She felt her body and mind transform, becoming stronger and more resilient, and she knew she was on the right path.

Finally, when the sun reached its zenith, Mabel opened her eyes and smiled. She had done it. She had created her second genetic factor, a new power that would propel her even further on her journey of self-discovery and evolution. She stood up, feeling lighter and more confident than ever.

Mabel was still in shock at having reached Level 2 so quickly. Even though she was considered a genius, she couldn't believe the extent of her own evolution. She reflected on the other members of the group and thought of Amon, whom she considered an aberration, surpassing all of them in every aspect.

Although the twins did not possess exceptional talent, they were still considered geniuses with incredible luck. Mabel knew that this was due to the benefits of being by Amon's side. She remembered the teachings he shared with them and the methods he used to improve his own genes.

Still, Mabel didn't feel confident in beating Amon in a direct confrontation. She recognized him as a formidable opponent, capable of surpassing her in every aspect. But she didn't get discouraged; on the contrary, she felt motivated to work even harder to improve her skills and evolve her genes.

Mabel thought about the saying that luck was part of one's strength. She believed that luck was on her side for being with Amon and the group. They had built a friendship based on mutual support and teamwork, and that was something she valued greatly.

As she thought about it, Mabel began to plan her next steps to merge a spellbook with her second Genetic Factor. It was something she couldn't take lightly. The weather began to cool down at that moment, and Mabel seemed to realize that it had started to snow. The sky was filled with white snow, coming down very quickly. Her thoughts paused for a moment, then she produced genes around her body to warm herself up. She went to the entrance of the camp. There, she saw a lot of snow.

The sky initially turned gray and cloudy, which she hadn't thought much of before, but now she realized it was an indication that a weather change was coming. Due to her meditation and reflection, she seemed not to have noticed that it had started snowing, as it began to fall gently as if floating from the sky. However, as the snow continued to fall, the air became quieter as the snow absorbed sound, creating a sense of tranquility. And as the snow began to fall more rapidly, visibility also began to decrease as the winds began to pick up, bringing with them a sense of cold and ice. It was precisely because of this that Mabel had finally noticed the change in atmosphere and was now watching the snow fall.

As the snowstorm intensified, the snow began to accumulate rapidly, and it would now be dangerous for their party to venture out. The trees were getting covered in snow, and magical beasts often became wild during such storms and would better take advantage of the terrain. Plus, visibility would get very low...

In extreme cases, snowstorms could last for hours or even days, and the worst would be for this one to last for several days. Mabel had already researched and learned that the snowstorms could last a long time on this planet. Although it was rare for snow to occur, unfortunately, they were not so lucky to avoid it, and it ended up snowing…

Mabel found herself gazing into the middle of a snowstorm, which was increasing in intensity every moment. The air was freezing, and the wind was blowing hard, causing a shiver through anyone who dared to go out. Snowflakes fell in large, dense flakes, covering everything around her and reducing visibility to just a few meters ahead. Trees were already starting to be completely covered in snow, and the ground was covered with a white and thick layer.

As Mabel thought about returning to the camp, she was surprised by the presence of Ariel, who appeared by her side. The young woman noticed that her companion was still wearing very few clothes and wondered how she didn't feel cold amidst all this snow. She soon concluded that Ariel was using her genetic energy to keep warm, which made her capable of withstanding any temperature, but she knew that this energy was limited and could run out at some point.

Ariel reached out her hand, letting the snow fall on her.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" she asked, looking at Mabel with a small smile.

Mabel touched her hand to her face, appreciating the beauty of the moment, but soon her expression became sharp, showing irritation. She seemed to want to pierce the skies and end the storm once and for all.

"I didn't think of that," said Mabel, "Maybe it is, but I still think it's a nuisance."

Ariel laughed. Then she said, "Hehe, but it can't be helped. If we can't do anything to change the weather, I think we should at least appreciate the beautiful landscape created by the arrival of snow."

Mabel looked at Ariel with a touch of surprise. She didn't seem to think that Ariel would say something like that. But thinking about it, she was right; if they couldn't change it, they should at least try to see the good side of things...

Mabel's mindset changed a bit, but she didn't think about it too deeply and soon returned inside to their camp.

Ariel walked out of the entrance of the cave, feeling the snow falling on her silver hair and skin. The storm had intensified, and now the snow was falling rapidly, quickly accumulating on the ground.

She looked out to the horizon where the trees were beginning to bend under the weight of the snow. The white landscape was breathtaking, the hills and valleys now all covered in snow, giving everything a magical and surreal appearance.

Ariel was wearing only light clothing, but she seemed not to care about the cold. She walked to a clearing and began to spin, letting the snow bounce off her in all directions as she laughed joyfully. Her silver hair swayed in the wind, and her fair skin gleamed in the light of the snow.

She seemed like a wild woman, a creature of the snow who had found a new world to explore. She danced and twirled in the snow, feeling free and alive. But at the same time, there was something seductive about her presence. Her movements were smooth and graceful, her curves standing out amidst the white landscape, and her expression was one of pure joy.