People's lives and deaths were a fate dictated by Creators. So, if they die, they just die, and I have no reason to save them. But if I can save them, I will do it. Furthermore, the abilities that die with them represent a total loss for humanity.In the past, it took 60 years to completely retake the Earth and conquer other planets, with 90% of heroes dying in the last battle. However, if we can save the abilities that were lost within the first 3-5 years, which accounts for almost half of the total loss, we may be able to retake the Earth in 30 years or even faster.‘If I save the lost abilities, they must be under my control. I won't easily believe anyone this time. My goal is to become the president of the world, and I will take what James has.’I swiftly packed my belongings into a backpack, threw most of the items I needed into my space storage, and made my way out of the dormitory, when passing the high school broadcasting room. A daring idea began to form in my mind.I had rec
As I ran toward the monster up ahead, my overthinking ability kicked in, enabling me to think as if I were two people. One perspective utilized a far-sight ability, providing me with a bird's-eye view and creating a mini-map-like image centered on me. My surroundings comprised a not-too-vast forest, featuring a small hill and woodland on the city's outskirts. This allowed me to track the nearest monster's movements if they pursued me.Concurrently, my other self focused on formulating a strategy to attract the beast's attention. With my keen, far-sighted vision, I could clearly make out the creature. They had four legs, or possibly more, and seemed to lack intelligence.In the record of the monster and beast information that attacked Earth, they were mostly divided into three broad categories: non-intelligent beasts, which typically had four legs or more and mostly moved by instinct like animals; intelligent monsters, mostly with two legs, possessing the ability to think and use weapo
When dealing with one thing, one could not afford to be rash, because when one was in a hurry, they tended to make mistakes. I was the kind of person who would think three times before doing anything. At my peak, I used to think 128 times before taking any action, and that saved me from any errors. Especially when humans lived in such a precarious state, a single error could result in death, posing the risk of irretrievable loss. As my future-self sent his memories back across six decades, I believed the world was becoming a new, parallel world, a part of a multiverse. This also meant that my future self, who sent this information, had truly perished in that parallel world, leaving only my current existence in this reality. Here, even the slightest error could prove fatal, and I was not invincible; I could die at any moment too. Surrounded by the transparent wind that concealed my odor and still in my transparent state, I gazed at the information boards in the plaza on each floor. F
There were many questions about whether a person with the ability to manipulate storage space can be used in a fight or for killing.The answer was yes; they could be deadly. Not in a massacre or when dealing with hordes of monsters, as they would die uselessly if you put them there. But in single combat, they were unbeatable. This was partly because their ability bordered on the realms of cheating.As I faced the hyena-like beast, it lunged at me with primal ferocity. Utilizing my unique overthinking ability, time seemed to warp, slowing the beast's movements to a mere half of its usual speed. I could even see its fangs, saliva, tongue, and the four eyes of the creature, two on each side.The moment my fingertips brushed against the hyena's nose, a connection was formed. In an instant, the creature was whisked away into my space storage, vanishing from the world only to reappear within the confines of my space storage.Another hyena, undeterred by the fate of its counterpart, made it
As I laid my body across the door, becoming the target, four hyenas swiftly bit me - my stomach, my legs, my arms, and my shoulder. However, within 0.2 seconds to 0.8 seconds of their contact, I managed to store each of them away into my storage space. The longer I hesitated, the more their fangs threatened to tear into my flesh. Regrettably, I still found holes in my bodies, which resulted in a wound and some bleeding. As they suddenly vanished into my space storage, there was an empty gap in the door that they had propped open earlier. I used that moment to push the rolling door down hastily before the dozen of outside hyenas could lunge at me. The new hyenas hit the door while I was rolling it down, yet they couldn't squeeze through the small gap and had to retreat. Finally the door sealed perfectly as I quickly locked it, but because of my blood on the floor, I could still hear the hyenas outside, clawing and biting at the door, trying to destroy it. Ignoring the pain in my arms
One of them extended her hand, her fingers slightly trembling with anticipation. "Deal!" she exclaimed, her voice echoing a mix of hope and resolve. I glanced at the symbol etched on her palm – a teleportation ability.[Pact is sealed]"What are you doing, Eva?" Ava's voice cut through the air, sharp and laden with concern."Making a deal for us to go home," Eva replied, her eyes gleaming with a newfound determination.Ava turned her gaze towards me. "Are you promising to take us home?" she inquired, her voice a delicate balance of hope and doubt."I can't promise you home, as Riverside is completely destroyed. If our parents are still alive, they would have moved to Virginia. What I can promise is to take you to Virginia in four months. I don't plan to stay here forever," I explained."They are still alive!" Ava's voice rose, a surge of raw emotion breaking through her usual composure."Ye, they are still alive," I responded, choosing not to argue."You'll take care of our food, too?
Upon awakening from a lengthy dream, I was enveloped in a profound sense of rejuvenation. My body, once weary, now felt warm and light, reminiscent of basking in the embrace of a tranquil, revitalizing river. The sensation was so vivid, I could almost hear the gentle rush of water in my ears.Upon awakening, a comforting warmth, accompanied by a feeling of human connection reminiscent of the first rays of dawn on a chilly winter morning, embraced both my right and left sides.‘Someone is at my side.’I opened my eyes and found Ava and Eva. They were using me as their bolster pillow, their peaceful faces inches from mine.My gaze drifted to the ceiling of the supermarket, high above and dappled with intermittent light. Some bulbs offed, while others shone steadily, casting a chessboard of shadows and light across the expanse. The air held a chill, a stark contrast to the warm cocoon we formed, shielded from the elusive sunlight that struggled to penetrate the large wall.The scent of A
With the wind's force propelling me, I ascended rapidly to the second floor. The scene that greeted me was one of imminent danger: two men posed a threat to Ava and Eva. My senses heightened, I activated my 'overthinking' ability, now augmented with added strength.The first adversary, a muscular, bald man, was roughly clutching Ava's hair, his grip unyielding. His imposing figure cast a shadow over her, fear evident in her wide, tear-filled eyes. The other, clad in blue, was forcibly pinning Eva to the ground, her struggles futile against his weight.My emotions surged—a tumultuous mix of rage and determination—as I prepared to engage. I launched a swift attack at the bald man. He raised his arms in a futile attempt to block me, but my fist, charged with an unstoppable force, shattered his defenses. The impact sent him reeling across the room, his expression one of disbelief and agony. His two arms must be broken now.The man in blue, shocked by the sudden turn of events, was slow to