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"Imagine I now possess the power to end hunger..."
-Victor Von Doom
Word Count 1222
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[-1 RP]
[+14 RPs remaining]
[Congratulations, you have used 1 RP to spin the Lottery roulette and randomly got:
[John Wick's Heckler & Koch P30L fitted with a custom compensator]
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In the System's Inventory, I saw the dark and shiny semi-automatic pistol.
With a thought, it appeared in my hind.
The grip was just right as I felt its cold metallic touch against my palms.
I played around with its cocking system before randomly aiming across the room.
"Bang." I silently murmured with one of my eyes closed in dramatic effect before returning the P30L inside the Inventory.
"My first spin is pretty much unsuccessful, I think it's better to just use all my Resource Points in one go instead of being constantly attacked by unneeded anxiety." I quickly arrived at that decision.
"System AI, use all my Resource Points."
[Affirmative]
[-14 RPs]
[Spinning the Lottery Roulette...]
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[You have been rewarded with:
-Research and designs on Unstable Molecules
-10 Kilotons worth of Vibranium
-VR FullDive technology 'Nerve Gear' Schematics
-Dominator Portable Psychological Diagnosis and Suppression System/45MW.TRG Dominator
-Bat rang
-Electro Chromatic Blanket
-Mr Bean's scooter
-Zero-Gravity Chamber
-Fenton Crammer
-Alita Battle Angel Damascus Blade
-Space Cruiser (Rick and Morty)
-Umbrella Corporation T-Virus
-Taser gun
-A fembot's underwear
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"..."
I was left speechless. Unable to react to the loads of information filling my mind.
"Tonight's gonna be a good night," I said loudly in a sing-song voice.
A random song lyric, really? That was all I could speak about.
This time round, the rewards I received from the Lottery Roulette were priceless and immeasurably more valuable than anything at my current circumstances.
Those resources weren't really overpowered but were enough to ensure my absolute survival in the Pacific Rim Universe.
Heck, if I decided to enter the Mad Scientist mode I could easily draw inspiration from them and build a couple of my own technological arsenal of weapons.
There was also another option of in-depth reverse engineering them and using them in development of my future projects.
There was so much potential and I wasn't going to leave it lying dormant.
"It's better I sleep now or else... I don't see myself sleeping after seeing those babies." I forced a smile before laying down back on the bed
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I had a dreamless good night's sleep and my whole body felt revitalized, in addition to that, I was now a Peak Human.
When I stood up from the bed, I felt the stone floor below me cave in under the sheer physical pressure of my strength.
I was totally caught unaware and when I looked down I saw web-like lines expanding from the point of contact between my feet and the floor.
"Whoops, the need for exercising and controlling my strength intensifies." I chuckled lightly before carefully walking into the bathroom.
While I stood naked in front of the mirror, I was deeply shocked by how well-defined and visually impactful my obliques, wings, and 10-pack abs were.
The V-cut line made it even more sinfully attractive.
"Hai, this isn't supposed to be allowed." I lamented pretentiously.
"Isn't this cheating when my handsomeness and charismatic aura hits such Levels?" I then sighed helplessly.
"And why the hell is that not-so-little Cockzilla dangling with such pride?" I looked in admiration at my brand new package.
Cockzilla. The Ultimate package. Hymen detonator.
"With such terrifying names related to it, is there a female that it would fail to conquer in this universe?" I sounded silly even to myself while doing funny flexing poses like Super Alloy Darkshine from One Punch Man and Biscuit Oliva from Baki.
I couldn't compare to those physical monsters in terms of muscle density. They were in their own leagues.
And I was casually going to surpass them.
I laughed hard after finishing my idiotic poses.
I had such a peculiar habit of giving titles to things.
Could it be my insane inner genius taking control?
Leaving the bathroom after drying myself clean, I quickly wore a white V-neck that heavily accentuated my upper torso and a pair of faded jeans that truly needed to be modified due to my physical changes.
They were tight and my balls didn't like it.
Something else that I noticed beside my weight and muscle gain was the subtle increase in my height.
My height had increased like a teenager on a growth spurt by 2 inches, making me 6'3"
I was now as tall as MCU's Thor Odinson, Chris Hemsworth.
Without wasting any time, I went down to my soon to be underground workspace.
My home system needed to be automated by connecting every inch of it with AI Yelena.
AI Yelena wasn't barred from mobility as she could switch between anything technological and inhabit them through wireless transfer.
She could ride or surf through any micro-radiations.
I couldn't help but zone out while looking at the empty underground warehouse.
Plans, mathematical formulas, code upon codes criss-crossed my mind as I thought about my next possible move.
"Robots. I need a shit load of workers to keep the Jaeger Program running." I then paused before continuing, "and also to act as my mining slaves."
"This space is barely enough to contain the mechanical monstrosities that I am going to model."
"How I wish that I have a Spatial Paradox Super Tech in my hands."
I quickly started disassembling the remaining electronic devices that I had yet to use and then reassembled them before making several little android beings.
Their job was to turn my home into a technological construct before fully finalizing the automated system that I wanted.
While being powered by an Arc Reactor running on fusion energy, there was no way I was going to ever face a power outage or EMP surge of any kind.
It just took an hour or so to get the job done and my home turned into a futuristic behemoth.
I removed the Bread-Inator from the Inventory and settled it in the laboratory.
It was 10 feet long and pretty much simplistic in its look.
It wasn't that impressive in its aesthetic look but the capabilities it packed couldn't be underestimated.
Through the small earbud in my left ear that simplified my connection with the little bots and acted as a sort of neural linker, I commanded a random bot to come in the range of the Bread-Inator.
"Little poor guy, you are truly unlucky," I said apathetically while pressing some specific command buttons before pulling down the red lever to activate the 'Enation' energy from the singular ejector pointed at the bot.
The Bread-Inator released a low frequency electric hum before shooting its 'Enation' beam.
As expected, the results were instantaneous as the poor robot was transmuted into a whole-grain bread.
My brows curved upwards in amusement.
I then went to the bread, picked it up, and took a long bite off it.
I didn't care about bacteria.
Diseases and sickness were least of my concerns.
"And also, I am simply boosting my relationship with them. Coexistence at its finest." And I gulped the chewed contents of the sweet bread down my esophagus.
"I hope they remember you, little one."
"You served a greater merit than anyone."
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