Ronan stepped into the seawater. The cool summer water felt quite comfortable against his skin, yet it failed to soak through his clothes. He walked into the deep-sea region as though taking a stroll, finding it more conducive to thought.
Weighing things was equivalent to hesitation.
Because Ronan already understood very clearly that another qualitative leap in his physical body would require major action at the genetic level.
Of course, in the current Inner World, this was far from a consensus, much less common knowledge.
In the Inner World, someone at Ronan's current physical level—beyond an Awakened, yet still some distance from an Architect, namely a B-Rank body cultivator—still had a long road ahead:
They needed to temper their bodies step by step, effectively employ spiritual energy, Inner Breath, and even nutrients produced by aberrations through various methods, continually break through the limits of the physical body, stimulate their own potential, and ultimately grasp advanced techniques and suitable methods for using power from the Material Layer to pry open Abyss Turbulence, washing and tempering the structure of their body and spirit, seeking the path to ultimate transformation and the attainment of the extraordinary.
This path did not appear especially controversial. Basically, all public and semi-public materials described it this way.
It was just that this path placed particular demands on talent. Muscular men like Rock Blast, Baze, and Xue Lei, who had been born with immense strength and possessed physical body strength and flexibility far surpassing their peers, would certainly outperform weaklings like Ronan and Paper Cut, who were either skinny or fat.
So-called talent was, in truth, genetic difference.
It was not merely a difference between person and person. Rather, it represented the comparative result of countless selections and mutations undergone by two people and their ancestors over long