"Another one?"
With a deep furrow of his brows, the man in front of Corey who he guessed was old man poison spoke as he eyed Corey from head to toe.
'Record'
Sensing the tension in the air, Corey decided to use his talent skill, Record so as to know how strong the man before him was, then he could decide how to act from there.
But…
As Corey activated his talent skill, there was no change in his left eye, which meant…
'Shit… I'm fucked… A tier 4 or higher.'
Corey's lips twitched minutely as his hands around the dual battle axes tightened.
Corey was no longer as ignorant as he was at the beginning of the apocalypse. He had read quite a lot of books from the library in the outer area and one of the things he read about, was information about tiers.
There were a lot of information regarding tiers and Corey was quite surprised when he read the information about tiers.