Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Chapter 151 Primordial Spirits And Gods

By the time he reached his classroom, it was completely empty. His bag was gone too—not that it mattered. Most students were off doing their own thing: hanging out in the field, shooting hoops, or messing around in the music hall like earlier. He knew where to find Tessa and Naomi, but honestly? He wasn't in the mood for more drama today.

His brain was fried, and the last thing he needed was more chaos to untangle.

A soft ping interrupted his thoughts.

Elena: Boss, I'm here.

Parker sighed in relief, his shoulders relaxing. At least someone was on top of things.

Parker: I'll be there in five.

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Parker made his way toward the school's parking lot. Sure enough, the sleek, black Rolls was parked in its earlier morning spot. He slid into the backseat, greeted by Elena's professional smile.

"Afternoon, boss," she said, glancing at him through the rearview mirror. "Are we heading out now?"

"Not yet," Parker replied, leaning back in the plush leather seat. "We're waiting for a couple of others."

Elena raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. "Others? I thought it was just Naomi."

"Yeah, change of plans," Parker said casually, pulling out his phone. "Looks like we'll be adding a new member to the crew."

Before Elena could ask more, Parker shot a quick text to Naomi.

Parker: Find the girl named Tessa. It won't be hard—just say my name and she will understand. Bring her with you when you're done.

The System continued, [Yes host! Kynthia's power gave Atalanta more than just speed or precision. Their bond was symbiotic, tying her to the natural world itself. Trees would shield her from sight, rivers slowed to guide her, animals went silent, and the winds whispered warnings. But this pact wasn't free. Kynthia demanded blood—not in conquest, but as a tribute to maintain balance. Atalanta accepted, viewing Kynthia as an ally and protector, not a master.]

"Holy shit," Parker muttered, his mind racing. He could already picture it—arrows flying like they had minds of their own, the forest coming alive to protect her. "So she wasn't just blessed by Artemis? She had this Kynthia backing her too? That's wild."

[Yes, Host. Atalanta kept her connection to Kynthia hidden, even from Artemis. She feared what the gods would do if they learned she had drawn power from something outside their control. In her reborn form as a champion, traces of her bond with Kynthia are like that they still linger in her soul. When Atalanta faces moments of desperation or danger, subtle manifestations of Kynthia's influence may appear. Think—leaves rustling unnaturally, winds shifting in her favor, or arrows curving mid-air as if alive.]

Parker leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "So, let me get this straight—Kynthia's still in there somewhere, snoozing away, just waiting for the right moment to wake up? And if that happens, Atalanta could basically break the game?"

[Correct, Host. If she reconnects with Kynthia, her abilities could surpass even the strongest Olympian champions. But it would also put her at odds with the gods once more.]

"Odds with the gods, huh?" Parker smirked, shaking his head. "Sounds like my kind of chaos. I mean, she's literally playing with fire, and I kind of respect that. But let's be real for a second—if Artemis found out about Kynthia, would she ditch Atalanta? Like, could she just pull the plug on her blessings?"

[It is possible, Host, but unlikely. Atalanta's bond with Artemis is strong, and the goddess values loyalty. However, the Olympians are not known for tolerating perceived betrayals.]

Parker snorted. "Yeah, I figured. Gods are petty as hell like me. And this pact with Kynthia explain the superpower in her ability; Teether Of Nature and Freedom! She's a walking cheat code too!"

For a moment, he just sat there, piecing everything together. Atalanta wasn't just skilled—she was layered, complicated, and, honestly, dangerous in the best way.

"So, System," he said after a beat, his voice lighter, almost playful. "What's the deal with these primordial spirits? Kynthia's just the tip of the iceberg, right? Tell me more about them. Like, how many are out there, and should I be worried they'll come knocking on my door?"

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He cracked a small grin, knowing full well the System would probably drop another bombshell on him. But hey, if there were secrets to be uncovered, Parker was damn well going to uncover them.

This was his world now, and he had every intention of mastering it—one mystery at a time.