"I said Freeze!" instructed one of the Vanguards."We are frozen, Sir," said Benjamin turning his head. The vanguard immediately pulled his pistol."This is your last warning," he said. Benjamin remembered he was still only at Level 3 of Enhanced Body. A Bulletd, especially from this distance, would still rip him apart. He said nothing further, except winking to Amber, who had long since frozen, with her hands on the table and her lips pursed. It's fine. "Well, if this isn't a mighty fine reunion," said a voice behind the squad. A man emerged. It was an officer with a familiar mustache and skinny build. Benjamin recognized him instantly when he came under one of the spotlights."You again!" he remarked. It was the detective/Captain he had disarmed back at MoonShot Inc."I'm so glad!" replied Benjamin cheerily."The fuck?""That you're alive, Captain." finished Benjamin.The Captain squeezed his fist but gave a satisfied smile. "Thank you for keeping me that way, O Mr. Benjamin. I'll
Benjamin looked around for Amber. Hopefully, she wasn't too shocked by the sights. Shocked was the hell of an understatement.Her mouth was fully agape at this point, and she let out a scream. A short shrill scream, tugging at her hair. The Captain was disturbed. From the dispatch call, Benjamin and a woman wearing a beige dress had been responsible for the assault at GRIDATTA. Why was she behaving as if it was the first time she saw that ability? Was it really the first time?Benjamin sat coolly, wondering, waiting to tackle Amber's emotions, her protests, cries, remonstrations, and whatever psychological response she would blurt trying to handle her nervous breakdown. But Amber only buried her face beneath the table, her fingers shivering while holding on to the maple tabletops.I'll deal with that later, thought Benjamin. And turned to the Captain, with a courteous smile. "You'll have to excuse my companion here. She's had a little too much to drink""That seems like a reasonable e
"Because the police must serve and protect asshole. I'm not going to endanger the life of many because of a maybe," said Bradley hotly. But after a few seconds: "And also, we received about 5 different calls back to back."Impossible, thought Benjamin. Was this Adin's handwork? But he had no phone on him the entire time. And from the looks of it, the police arrived way faster than their response time if Adin had made the call AFTER he left the GRIDATTA. What about before? No, then it would be too long a response time from the police."PAYTON?""Master Benjamin?""Is it possible, for a host to do two things at the same time? No, three things. Maybe four." PAYTON went silent."Yeah sure, take your time," replied Benjamin dryly."Huh?" asked Bradley, watching ass Benjamin seemingly address him without looking."Not you," Benjamin said sharply. "Were you able to contact your Linda?""Her number's disconnected. You want to finally tell me what this is all about?" asked Bradley.Benjamin sm
"I said do it!""At once, Master Benjamin."[Notice: DRIVER'S POV elevated to Level 4.]"How do I do this?" muttered Benjamin touching the wheel. A small blue menu popped on his screen.[RED LINCOLN CONTINENTINAL PICKUP 1983 detected. Use DRIVER'S POV? YES/NO]Benjamin engaged YES, and the truck roared to life.Bradley was even more starstruck. "I'm going to keep sounding like a broken record, am I? Just how in the fuck--"Benjamin had already gunned the accelerator pedal, and the truck jerked into motion. Speeding past the cottage houses. They shot out from the streets and onto the main highway."Which way did she go?" Bradley wondered, sticking his head out of the window."Left" snapped Benjamin, clutching down, and using the handbrake to drift into the last lane. Was this the ability of Level 4 [Driver's POV]? He did it so naturally, even more naturally than as if he had been practicing every day.He kicked the clutch down as the vehicle spun, and wobbled. The old and rickety suspe
And slowly, out walked a petite woman. Benjamin surveyed her to be not less than 30 years old, with a busty frame and short bobby black hair.Her expression was fierce and resolute, mixed with a bit of contempt and lines of anger that criss crosed her face. As if she was the type of woman to fire her assistant for being one second late to the corporate meeting she planned just this morning.She didn't say anything at first, and Benjamin looked to Bradley for confirmation."Linda?" asked Bradley, confirming her identity to Benjamin. "What the fuck are you doing?!""I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Captain. You were one of my favorites," she said softly, maintaining her hard expression."What?"She turned to Benjamin. "Mr. Benjamin. Your reputation precedes you.""Reputation? I am flattered, but what reputation do you speak of?" inquired Benjamin."You have met my boss. I am aware you have also threatened him explicitly."Boss, is she talking about the agent that infiltrated his
Benjamin jumped back. SYSTEM USER!, his mind raced."Master Benjamin, that woman is not a System User." chimed in PAYTON. "Explain the bulletproof fucking skin then!" retorted Benjamin."I would advise you look at what she is holding, Sir". Benjamin squinted to see Linda holding a black card in her right hand.So she is with Star Alliance, after all, confirmed Benjamin.Without blinking, she flipped the card on its sides with her index finger and approached the downed Bradley."Once again, I'm sorry, Captain" she muttered, decisiveness in her words.Sensing imminent danger, Benjamin activated [Martial Arts] once more, and dashed towards them. But he was going too slow to do anything.Linda's arm was already raised, poised to inflict the maximum, final damage on Bradley's immovable neck."Master Benjamin, as I said, [Martial Arts] is useless when it comes to maximizing running speed. There is another ability--" said PAYTON."Just do it," replied Benjamin impatiently.[Notice: Purchase
"False? Is that so? As I have the facts, you were in charge of the assault, Mr. Benjamin." she answered after a few seconds. "And who gave you those facts, Ms Linda? Adin Moss?" asked Bejamin. Linda, as if realizing her folly in saying too much, went mute once again."You know, you can't take the both of us," warned Benjamin, activating [Martial Arts] and assuming a dragon fist pose. Bradley remained rooted to his spot, in tune with his weapon."In 3,2,1-"Benjamin lunged for her back pockets, but she sidestepped him quickly, her left knee waiting to collide with his strong jaw.Bradley shot twice, disrupting her movements to dodge, allowing Benjamin to recover with a handstand that launched him upwards, and coming back down, activating [Enhanced Body] with a bicycle kick.Linda wouldn't be able to react in time to completely dodge, and in a strange movement, she used her left her to reach for her back pocket, and utilized her right forearm in the position of a defense block.Benjami
[Notification: System User Nearby.]"Huh?!" turned Benjamin, swaying his head around the Pier. It was still the dead of night. Not a single soul, neither movement on the beach. Not even crickets. No, it was three of them alone in the night, waiting for one or the other to break the standstill.Benjamin only noticed it when there was a flicker in the white moonlight illuminating the wreckage of Linda's sedan, and half of the oval wooden platform. He looked up to see what resembled an insect, a gigantic insect, descending toward them."Chopper!" alerted Bradley.Benjamin looked at it but could scarcely believe it. How had they not heard anything up till now? It had to be some trick."Don't look too confused" started Linda."You were right about the abilities, anyway. But not exactly abo8t which one and how many I was using at a time. I don't suppose you've heard of the skill [Hear No Evil]. It strips my enemies in a certain range of some hearing faculties.I can even isolate the sounds