Strongest Superhuman System

Chapter 308: How Did You Get This Strong?

The superhumans hired by Nature Academy were from A and B-rank guilds all over the country. Many of them would normally never take a job like this from a high school. No matter how rich Nature Academy was, they did not have the money necessary to hire superhumans who were used to making millions on a monthly or weekly basis just from fighting a few disaster classes.

But there was one variable that immediately changed everything.

Mark Vanitas.

Vroom!

A black Vanitas Avatendor revved its engine as it began to pull into the school, and every single student moved out of the way and stared in awe as they immediately knew who it was. Many of them pulled out their phones and started recording, while the more daring ones began to follow after the car in the hope that they would get a chance to talk to Mark.

"Holy shit, it's GHOST. Didn't think he would ever come back to school after that assessment."

"A SOVEREIGN in the same building as me. I didn't think stuff like this was possible, man!"

"Should we try talking to him too? Maybe we can even get an autograph! I hear some people sold his autographs online for thousands!"

"Bro, I dunno. Remember Gunter and the reporter?"

"Oh right, shit. But Mark ain't the same! I'm sure he'll talk to us. He seems like a nice guy."

"Hey look! All the superhumans are going to Mark!"

The two boys who were talking were suddenly interrupted by a girl who shouted out loudly. They turned and saw that most of the superhumans in the school compound were converging towards where Mark's car was parked.

"I didn't think you would even remember me."

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"I hardly forget people who fight beside me. Is Tilda here as well?"

"Asking about me already, GHOST? And here I thought you were heartless. No calls, no texts, nothing at all. Do you know how much that broke my heart?"

Mark turned to the side and saw Tilda standing there with her hands on her waist. She was resting her weight on one leg and giving Mark a coy look. Mark just grinned.

"You know, in my defense, I haven't had much free time since then."

Tilda gave Mark her number after their fight with the calamity class and told him to keep her updated about anything that happened, but Mark hadn't had the time to do anything like that since then. In fact, Mark completely forgot that he even had her number until this moment.

"Well, it's not like I was waiting for your call, I just hoped you would text after that raid to tell me you were fine since I couldn't go with you to the island. I had to find out about the raid on TV."

"It's a good thing you didn't come along. All the monsters were killed, but I wouldn't call it a successful raid by any measure."

Mark still remembered the stats that his system gave him during that island raid. More than seventy percent of the superhumans that went to that island died in the fight, and the remaining superhumans that came back were either traumatized beyond repair or injured to the point where they could never work at the same level they used to. That raid was not what anyone expected it to be.

Tilda didn't know how lucky she was that she couldn't go on that raid. With how easily people were dying there, there was every possibility that she would have been killed before she could do anything at all. Tilda saw the serious look in Mark's eye, and she knew that she had hit a nerve that she shouldn't have. Tilda looked like she was going to say something else, but Lightning Rider cut in.

"There's no need to beat around the bush like that, Tilda. Mark, how in the world did you get this strong so quickly?"