[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed":3,"chapter-level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-10":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Level 99: All My Stats Are Maxed",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1311717,1743,"Chapter 10: Alistair Thorne","level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-10",10,"\u003Cp>\"So you’re saying you don’t have a sister? Just a high perception technique that lets you detect abnormalities in souls?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora kept her voice low. They were walking across the campus green. The sun was low. Shadows stretched long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Lucian said. \"And you having a system was pure coincidence. If you grow up on a farm, you pick up hobbies. Reading light novels was one of mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But that doesn’t explain your stats. I can see everyone’s stats. Humans. Non-humans. Everyone. Except the freakishly strong ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at him with a frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian kept his face neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Having high perception comes with perks. Like hiding everything about yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora considered that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s... actually a reasonable explanation.\" She paused. \"But it doesn’t explain your fighting ability. Don’t tell me it’s because you’re the hidden son of Margaret Vale or because you’re a Prime Human. The way you fought was like a veteran hunter. Decades of experience.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have high comprehension. I picked up fighting easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she shut up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t believe him. That much was obvious. But she stopped asking questions. For now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The campus changed as they moved east. Older buildings. Fewer students. The grass was less maintained. The windows were darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian followed Cora’s lead. She seemed to know where she was going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They passed a clock tower. Then a statue of some old scholar. Then a building with boarded-up windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora stopped in front of a door. It looked like a maintenance closet. Faded paint. No handle. Just a keypad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She typed a code. The door clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled it open. Inside was a small room with another door at the far end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped in. The door closed behind them. The second door opened automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hallway. Concrete walls. Bright lights. No windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked for about two minutes. The hallway sloped downward. Then it opened into a large foyer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ashford Keep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stood near the far wall. Mid-forties. Short gray hair. Sharp eyes. He wore a hunter’s uniform. No patches. No rank insignia. Just dark fabric and sturdy boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man leaned against the wall next to her. Tall. Broad shoulders. Clean-shaven. He looked tired. Not sleepy tired. World-weary tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl sat on a bench. Blonde hair. Pink streaks. She was scrolling through her phone. She didn’t look up when they entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guy stood near the center of the room. He was fidgeting. Adjusting his collar. Shifting his weight from foot to foot. He looked nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian recognized all of them from the files.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was Alistair Thorne. Their mentor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tired man was Mason Cross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl on the phone was Sera Whitmore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nervous guy was Derek Holt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistair pushed off the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re late.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora glanced at her watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By two minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two minutes is late.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora didn’t argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistair looked at Lucian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must be the Vale kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m Alistair. I’ll be the reason you don’t die in your first year.\" He looked around the room. \"Everyone’s here. Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek was still fidgeting. His eyes kept darting to empty spaces. Like he was listening to something no one else could hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure. Translucent. Faint. Hovering near Derek’s shoulder. An old man. Victorian clothes. Top hat. Beard. Eyes that held a century of cynicism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Blackwood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost turned his head. Looked directly at Lucian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyebrows went up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian looked back at Derek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he also one of the team?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room went quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek’s head snapped up. His eyes went wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can see him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost spoke. His voice was thin. Distant. Like wind through a cracked window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek jumped to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can see him! You can actually see him!\" He pointed at the empty air next to him. \"He’s right there! Dr. Blackwood! And you’re looking right at him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was I not supposed to see him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek looked like he might cry. Or laugh. Or both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No one can see him! I mean, no one! Not even senior hunters! They can sense something’s there, but they can’t see him! Not his face! Not his clothes! Nothing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Blackwood tipped his hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Charmed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian nodded at the ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice to meet you too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistair raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can see the entity attached to Holt?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian turned to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clearly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistair studied him for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s... unusual.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek was still staring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What does he look like? I mean, right now? What is he wearing? What’s his expression?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian glanced at the ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old. Victorian. Top hat. Beard. He looks amused.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek’s face went pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s exactly right. That’s exactly how I see him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Blackwood chuckled. The sound was like dry leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I like this one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have no idea how strange this is. Most people just feel cold when he’s near. A few can hear whispers. But see him? Actually see him?\" He grabbed Lucian’s hand and shook it vigorously. \"You’re my new best friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian pulled his hand back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m flattered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera looked up from her phone for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the new guy is weird too. Great. Another weirdo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mason didn’t say anything. He just watched Lucian with tired, assessing eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistair clapped his hands once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough. We have orientation to get through. Save the bonding for later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked toward a set of double doors at the back of the foyer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The team followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek stayed close to Lucian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So can you see other ghosts too? Or just him? How does your ability work?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Blackwood floated alongside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s not going to tell you, boy. He has secrets. Good ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He says you have secrets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian glanced at the ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can hear him just fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Blackwood smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, I like him very much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1010,"2026-06-05T18:39:10.212Z",1,"novelbin.me","88eff5324d5a4793281453068f8cd29b107d93618d39fe404a77ea17aa14b20e","level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-11","level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-9",91,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flevel-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-cover.jpg"]