Primordial Expanse: I have the Strongest Talent!

Alex and Mira didn't leave his living room for the next 30 minutes.

They just sat there on his couch, deep in their thoughts about the events that had just occurred before theirs and trillions of other people's eyes.

'Aliens exist…'

This was the one take Alex got out of the broadcast.

He was unsure of their existence beforehand, just like most other citizens of the federation.

They found no evidence of their existence in their own galaxy consisting of hundreds of billions of stars and star systems, so what was the likelihood they would exist elsewhere?

Well, it turns out that it was pretty high.

However, when he saw the Divine tiger and learned that it, like many other beasts of its class, had sentience, he became more sceptical.

After all, there was a saying back in the old days of the human race, when the Earth was still split into countries and humans were warring with each other all the time.

If there was no evidence of Aliens, it just meant they didn't want to be found.

This thinking went in line with what the system had announced to every awakened in and out of the federation.

They were given a 200 year grace period, where they would be completely hidden from the universe, so it was pretty obvious that other races that came into contact with it around the same time would be offered the same thing.

"The future looks bleak for us now…" Alex spoke, breaking the tense silence between him and Mira.

It wasn't like there was any awkwardness between them.

They were just too absorbed in their own thoughts that they had forgotten the other was in their presence.

"Yeah…" Mira replied, feeling a mix of anxiety and uncertainty.

If what that Alien, Zorath, said was true, then humanity would soon be facing their biggest crisis in history.

Even bigger than the advent of the Primordial Expanse.

They had no information on their enemy.

Not how advanced they are technology wise, not how strong they are as a race, nor how many awakened they had, if any at all.

Meanwhile, they already knew a great deal about the human race, which Zorath had 'kindly' reminded them of.

"Announcement: All students and staff please make your way over to the Clearing. ALL students AND staff are required to attend, I repeat, ALL students AND staff are required to attend!"

Suddenly, an alert blared out of a nearby loudspeaker in their neighbourhood.

The instructions were clear, and anyone with a brain could probably guess that this emergency meeting was related to the broadcast that had just aired.

The Clearing where they had to go was the same one the freshmen orientation had taken place in, as that was the only place in the university that could fit so many students.

And considering that all four years were required to attend, there would be millions filling the fields…

"Come, let's leave before everyone else takes all the good spots." Mira spoke, leading Alex out of the living room, and then the front door by his hand.

"It seems the old fogeys at the top couldn't sit still after watching the broadcast. Not even 45 minutes have passed since it ended, and an emergency meeting has been called. I have no doubt this is taking place at every university across the federation as well."

The duo caught on to a conversation from students talking nearby.

From what it seemed like, the federation was taking this incident very seriously, no doubt because of the fact that one of their strongest awakened below S tier, Ciril, was practically toyed with to death before their very eyes.

And to a completely unknown, new enemy no less.

"What does the university expect us freshmen to do? It's not like we're strong enough to fight! I mean, look at us. Only the top 100 are D tier already, while the rest of us are still trying to make our way out of E tier…"

Alex agreed with this, with Mira having similar thoughts.

The way things looked, the students were probably going to be conscripted to fight in this upcoming war.

But sending the untrained, inexperienced freshmen out as cannon fodder would just be a waste of resources and would only cut off the path for the future generations to grow.

'At the very least, there should be some strength requirements for who can fight in this war.'

Alex thought to himself.

However, all of this deliberation would be useless until they learned more about who they were up against.

For all they knew, the worst case scenario could happen, and every member of Zorath's race could have the strength of an A tier awakened…

If that happened, the humanity was no doubt fucked…

Even with his King class, S+ rank strength, the Principal would still end up dying to such a foe.

He may be strong, but he didn't have infinite stamina.

The enemy could send a constant barrage of cannon fodder until he ran out of juice, in which case they could go in for the winning blow.

'It seems I need to increase my strength rapidly…' Alex mused.

He was still only a D- rank Mutant.

It was quite astounding for a freshman to have such a status, but like Zorath said, in the grand scheme of things he was just another speck of dust.

'But how do I even know the requirements for reaching the next rank? The system never mentioned anything about that?'

Alex was confused, as he constantly heard about how there were requirements to be met to rank up.

But he had never heard of anyone mentioning what they were, nor did anyone seem to be willing to share any info on it.

However, he decided to use his brain for once, and tried something out.

'Since I can find out more information on my talents by putting more focus on them, can't I do the same with my soul core?'

Putting his theory into practice, he opened up his details while walking over to the clearing, and poured his concentration on his soul core.

And sure enough, he had gained a reaction out of it.