Bloodline of Gods: The Genius at Olympus Academy!

Chapter 64 64. Risk of Death

The three different sections of the mountain cliff area have their own rules.

The first section, for example, is really just the true training area for trainees.

At first, it might be difficult for us, but by the end of the training in the camp, we should be able to pass the first area of the mountain cliff trial and gain the qualifications to enter the true trial for Olympus Academy.

The second section is where things start to get serious.

Instead of just puppets and constructs that were in the first area, the inner areas and mountain peak are filled with real monsters, and instructors will also not be present in these areas.

Aiden heard this and frowned as he asked,

"This means..."

"Yes, it is as you're thinking. If things go wrong in the inner area or on the mountain peak, the instructors will not save you. You can truly be killed."

Although Aiden had a faint suspicion of this in his heart, when he had it confirmed he couldn't accept it.

"So what will the training camp do?, they just leave us there to die? What's the point in training us or even bringing us here!"

As Aiden spoke, his voice couldn't help but rise.

Deep down inside, there was a part of Aiden that was afraid.

His talent, his bold performance, and his wonderful fight against the lion king.

He was able to fight so fiercely because he knew that no matter what happened his life would never be in any real danger

If we go back in time, would Aiden be willing to fight that fierce lion king if it meant risking his own life?

Aiden didn;t know. He wasn't sure if it was really worth it to risk his life to fight against monsters for some extra divine credits.

He was talented , even if he missed out on this chance his road wouldn't end here right? there will always be opportunities in the future.

With this thought in mind Aiden asked Oliver the question that had been bothering im

"Will the gods and the instructors let even their talented students die, don't they care about our potential and strength?"

When Oliver heard Aiden's question, he just smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The gods lack anything but divine descendants. Our numbers mean nothing to them.

Our strength? Our talent? It doesn't mean much before such beings

Think about it for a second, do you really think the gods lack our measly strength?"

Aiden didn't speak, his frown only grew deeper.

Oliver noticed Aidens expression but he still continued speaking

"Although gods do want to use the strength of their divine descendants, it'd be wrong to say that's their end goal. They value the utility of their descendants much more than their might.

Believe it or not, even the weakest true god could wipe out our training camp, instructors and all, with just a simple thought.

The gods are so powerful beyond our imagination that a slightly stronger divine descendant with no utility is completely useless to them. Olympus Academy sees a few of us dying as nothing more than a more optimal selection process."

Aiden heard this and felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured down on him.

Oliver's words quickly sobered him up.

He was new to the world of the gods.

He was so enamoured with the mystical abilities that he had let himself get swept up in the propaganda being spewed out by the instructors.

'The gods are calling for you?'

'The gods need you?'

What a joke!

How could the gods care about the existence of a small fry like him?

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Even Politicians in his world that only held the ability to influence people's lives view the average human as nothing more than a group of mere numbers. How could the gods, beings that exist on a completely different plane of life, be any better?

No, if anything, they could only be much worse!

Thinking like this Aiden quickly came to a new realisation

He wasn't doing this training and hardwork out of a sense of duty, nor was it a for any favour of the gods, nor for their reward.

His purpose in coming to Olympus Academy and for his harsh training had aways been himself

The gods obviously needed their divine descendants to serve a certain purpose, and Aiden would fulfil it, but at the same time, he would absolutely pursue his own interests first.

He couldn't get swept up in the rhetoric and act like a mindless soldier.

The joyful and fanatical who believed that gods were always watching over and protecting them would be the ones who died first.

Aiden's heart was now clear.

He couldn't go into the world of the gods relying on charity or even his own talent.

He wasn't from a divine family; he was a complete mortal.

Nobody would be there to watch over him.

If he wanted to grow stronger, then he had to claw at every opportunity himself.

Oliver didn't know what Aiden was thinking, but he quickly realized that the panic that was growing in Aiden's eyes had disappeared and was now replaced with a newfound calm.

Oliver looked at Aiden and was once again impressed.

He was from a divine family and had been brought up with the training that came with it.

He had been told and taught how to fight and risk his life from a very young age.

Aiden had lived a normal civilian life before this, so Oliver never expected Aiden to be able to accept this quickly.

He was even prepared to spend some time convincing Aiden, but from just one look, Oliver could tell that was no longer necessary.

Oliver couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

'Talented people really are different from others. You can't understand them with normal thinking.'

Knowing there was no need to spend any time convincing Aiden, Oliver quickly moved on to the next step of his plans and explained them to Aiden.