[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-talent-s-name-is-generator":3,"chapter-my-talent-s-name-is-generator-my-talent-s-name-is-generator-chapter-90":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Talent's Name Is Generator",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},296383,563,"Chapter 90 90: Glimpse Of The Future : Sovereign's Mark","my-talent-s-name-is-generator-chapter-90",90,"\u003Cp>\"Oops. How am I supposed to test the next one if you're falling apart after a single hit?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced at the crumpled puppet, waiting to see if it would get back up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it didn't move right away, I sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I should've picked a stronger one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the result was better than I expected. And that gave me an idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reached inward, drawing more Essence from my core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as it left, I channeled it toward the spinning purple sphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sphere's glow deepened, shifting into a darker, richer hue. The sphere expanded slightly, its rotation growing tighter, more compact. The pressure around it thickened, making the air hum with energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept my focus locked onto it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, slowly, the puppet pushed itself up. The red glow in its eyes reignited, and in the next instant, it charged straight at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I narrowed my gaze. The green sphere had delivered both erosion and impact, two layers of destruction working together. But I wasn't done testing yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lunged forward, a silver fist swinging toward my ribs. I twisted my body, letting the blow sweep past me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another strike followed, a sharp jab aimed at my head. I ducked, feeling the force of the air shift as the attack missed by inches. Before I could counter, the puppet pivoted, launching a kick toward my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, every attack flowed too slow for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped back, dodging just in time. Its leg shot past, and before it could retract, I seized my opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hand, already holding the spinning purple sphere, shot forward. I moved fast, slipping behind the puppet in a single, swift motion. Then I struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sphere of Sovereign-marked Essence met metal, pressing against the puppet's back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was immediate. The metal caved inward, the same way it had before, but this time the damage was worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dent deepened faster, the erosion carving through the outer shell like a drill cutting through stone. A low screeching sound filled the air as the metal broke down under the strain, Essence eating into its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then something strange happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after the attack landed, I could still feel the Essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mind reeled. The sphere should've dissipated upon impact, but instead, the Essence remained inside the puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was faint, but unmistakable. A presence still under my command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden idea struck me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reached for that lingering trace of power, feeling it respond instantly, waiting for my command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clenched my fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Burst.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled explosion rocked the puppet from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its chest bulged outward violently, as if something inside was fighting to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a sharp crack, its torso split open. Shattered fragments of silver metal burst outward in all directions, the force tearing through its internal structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red glow in its eyes flickered once, then died out completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The puppet collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence filled the training room, the scent of scorched metal lingering in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked down at my hand, then at the remains of my opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart pounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green Essence was destructive upon contact, eroding, breaking, forcing its way through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the purple Essence was something else entirely. It was an extension of my will. As long as a single particle remained, it would follow my command and stay under my control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow grin spread across my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm going to have fun with this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I deactivated both [Psynapse Boost] and [Essence Shaping], letting out a slow breath as the tension drained from my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My senses dulled slightly without the heightened perception, but the lingering energy of the fight still thrummed in my veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning toward the control panel, I selected the repair option for the training puppet. The screen flickered as the system registered the damage, and with a final glance at the battered remains of my opponent, I stepped out of the training room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I headed to the living room, sinking onto the sofa and grabbing the remote. The TV blinked on, flooding the room with light as the news played in the background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I barely registered the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My thoughts were still occupied with the exercise I had just completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed to turn that technique into a proper skill. It had potential, but it lacked structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I refined it, I could activate it based on whatever Essence I had access to. If my generated Essence ran out, I could still use the normal Essence, though it would be harder to control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I checked my remaining Essence. Only 10 units left. The purple sphere had cost 10, which meant I needed a way to ensure I wasn't wasting energy on unnecessary attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn't a clear measure for it, no precise way to gauge the power output against a target's strength. I had essentially thrown my strongest attack at a training puppet that couldn't even defend itself properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was something else I had noticed, controlling the purple Essence, my generated Essence, was much easier than controlling the normal Essence in the environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Condensing it took far less effort, and it responded to my will more fluidly. That difference was crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, running a hand through my hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So many things to figure out. Where do I even start?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sat there for another five minutes, trying to sort my thoughts into a plan, but no clear answer came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, I gave up and decided to do one thing that I was undeniably good at, smashing things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood up, stretched, and made my way straight to the combat wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ran across the compound, weaving through groups of unit members moving toward different areas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were in pairs, others in squads, their conversations blending into a low hum of activity. As I sprinted past, I caught several people glancing at me with puzzled or curious expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignored them and kept moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching the combat wing, I headed straight for the Abomination Training Area, a massive warehouse-like structure at the far end of the wing. Its steel-reinforced doors loomed ahead, and I stepped inside without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the reception desk, June sat casually, her chin resting on her palm as she watched me with a knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't expect to see you here, Vice Commander.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>June shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wasn't planning on it. Only came after I saw you heading this way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? I didn't know you were into stalking people, Vice Commander.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dream on, kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, her eyes flicked toward the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, are you here to enter, or just looking around?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm here to fight,\" I said. \"Just got my class and want to see where I stand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression shifted slightly, eyes widening in mild surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? You got your class already? That's fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could respond, a voice sounded behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You got your class?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flinched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning quickly, I found Arkas standing there, his sharp gaze fixed on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you get your class?\" he repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could even process what was happening, the world around me blurred and twisted. A weightless sensation overtook me, and the next moment, my feet hit solid ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was different. Heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I found myself standing in a training room similar to mine but it was much bigger in area. Rows of puppets stood at the end of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to Arkas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He met my gaze and answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In Training Arena - 07. No need for you to fight Abominations just yet. I'll take you to a nest next week. You can grind your levels there. For now, you'll train here,\" Arkas said. \"But first, tell me the details of your class.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded and explained everything, my class name, its description, the stat bonuses, and the exercises I had done with both types of Essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arkas stayed silent for a few seconds, processing my words before finally speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To think you'd get a legendary class as your first choice. That's impressive, Billion. It means we can actually put effort into pushing for a Mythic class for your next evolution or maybe at your level 100 advancement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked, caught off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>",1384,"2026-05-29T18:37:32.804Z","2026-06-01T04:29:58.210Z",1,"novelbin.me","a850f4d1aa07abfc6cc6f3f4fcd942fe13d77ffe8fb334d7fb44d2640e458547","my-talent-s-name-is-generator-chapter-91","my-talent-s-name-is-generator-chapter-89",977,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-talent-s-name-is-generator-cover.jpg"]