A long corridor stretched; its sides lined with closed doors with dimly lit bulbs illuminating the corridor in their half-baked style.
There were a handful of onlookers in this corridor, and currently, they were witnessing some humans, or so they thought.
"Stop you bastard! Return that videotape!" A fully naked human, except for a small piece of cloth named as underwear covering something, with red hungry eyes, his tongue, and saliva dripping out as he screamed.
These features totally resembled a mad dog pursuing a bone.
The human who resembled less a human and more like a mad dog was now chasing another human.
"As if, you sucker! Hahahahaha!" The other human who was being pursued looked more like a rat as he scampered away, desperately fleeing for his life.
The human who relentlessly pursued him was none other than Allen himself.
Whose eyes were bloodshot red, like a mad dog, but not because of rage.
Huff!
Huff!
As he chased, he was running out of breath for multiple reasons.
'Ahh, hell no, I can't run with this much pain.'
The pain was just one of the reasons among them.
The pain in his nether regions
Mainly his dumplings, which felt like they didn't have fillings.
Why, you ask?
Well, the Allen of this body had gone more than not one, two, or four, but twelve rounds with three beautiful women last night.
12 rounds—that's some performance, certainly, but Allen, the previous owner of this body, died after the 12th round, which he was certainly not capable of.
Oh well, let's not be jealous, shall we?
And now the one who had to pay the price for those deeds was Allen from a different reality, aka our protagonist.
Thighs aching, calf protesting, and stomach in knots—all the aftershocks of previous owner deeds were gifts to him in his new body in the new reality as he chased after the crazy guy who was hiding in his bathroom and apparently filming his whole performance last night.
He was still chasing the other guy in the corridor of this large building, which had many rooms.
The corridor was large enough to let ten people walk adjacently.
Allen came to a slow halt with his hands on his knees and his back bent slightly.
"The fu-!"
His breathing was heavy, and as he took deep breaths, the muscles in his lower body were screaming as if they were bitten by thousands of ants.
"S-Huff! Sia is- is there a way for me to catch him right now?" Struggling to regain control of his breathing, he asked, not wanting his deeds to be revealed to the world or whatever that crazy guy wanted.
However, this was not the only reason, as he remembered the moment he was punched in the face by the other guy. The other guy started running before shouting with a maniacal look on his face as if he had won the lottery, which was meant for someone else.
"I'll let the boss know! Hahahahahha! You fucked the wrong bitches!"
"Master," Sia addressed, looking at Allen.
Allen looked at her, fully aware of the disdainful gaze he would receive for the mistakes or things he didn't even do and didn't have control over.
However,
"What?!" Allen blurted out subconsciously, anticipating the usual look of disdain, but instead what met his eyes was a gaze that seemed to regard him as a clueless fool.
"You are utterly pathetic; you don't know how the collector system works. Do you master?" Sia's words dripped with arrogance, with no regard for her respect for her master.
'Oh, there's the real her.' Allen had the urge to curse but held it back, remembering the beats of Sia.
"What do you mean?" He asked hurriedly, stealing glances at the retreating figure of the other man, now five meters away from him.
"Hah!" She sighed heavily and spoke, "Just use your damn mind for a second; it's a collector system; it can literally collect anything; how can you be so dumb to not use its applications?"
"But I can't collect the guy—oh fuck!" Allen's eyes widened in realization, a sudden scream rippling in his eyes.
"You don't mean..." He asked, a ripple of excitement budding within him.
Wearing her customary haughty expression, Sia nodded calmly. "Of course, just collect the damn building!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
His heart throbbed wildly at the confirmation of his thoughts.
'Shit! Shit! Shit!'
'An entire five-story building.'
Allen's eyes and heart screamed.
They screamed in chaos and hidden delight.
He wasn't the only one who felt this way; Sia's lips were twitching and looking as if they desired to go up and form an elegant, wicked smile, but she was continuously restraining it and was keeping herself in character.
Trying to calm himself up a bit, Allen inquired, "What about people in the building and what about me? Wouldn't I fall too? We're on the third floor, you know?"
"Huh?! You care about criminals and these lowlifes, master?!"
"I don't know, but I don't want anyone to die."
"Don't worry, they won't die."
"What? How, and what about me?"
Sia finally snapped and exclaimed, "For fuck's sake, master, just use the supreme collector function."
Allen stared blankly and nodded in a bit of fear of Sia.
'But how do I use it?'
He swallowed hard and, with hesitation, looked at Sia.
Her snap was instant: "Despicable, just touch the floor and mentally command."
He nodded hurriedly, bent towards the ground, and pressed his hand against the floor. The other man had already put a considerable distance between them during their conversation; now he was about 10 meters away.
With his hand against the floor...
'Supreme collector.'
Ting!
In that instance, a sudden sound went off in his mind and...
'What the hell! Oh my god! It's unreal. I could see the structure of the whole building and others too.'
'Range is fifty meters.'
'Shit! This is unreal! It's like I'm in a building simulation game and can see the exact structure of buildings.'
His hands were shaking in excitement as he was now able to perceive the whole building. But this was not the only thing he could perceive; from his focal point, he was able to perceive everything within 50 meters around him, which included this whole building and some other parts of different buildings.
He was able to perceive a three-dimensional model in his head of all this.
While he couldn't discern any living beings, he was able to perceive every inanimate object within a fifty-meter radius.
'I think I can... collect it all.'
His instincts were telling him, he could collect everything he perceived right now.
"What do you think?" Sia's voice reached his ears.
"It's fantastic." Allen, who had an innocent face with no sharp features that would make him look daunting, complementing his innocent face were his small black hair and gleaming black eyes, with a physique more polished than average, with hints of toned abs and well-defined arm muscles.
However, that innocent face had a not-so-innocent smile on it.
He could perceive every inanimate object within a fifty-meter radius. His hands pressed against the floor, and he focused ahead, seeing the guy fleeing with the videotape.
"Collect."
His words were calm, but the ensuing events were far from serene.
Swish!
A sudden, subtle gust of wind rustled his hair...
Ting!
Blink!
Everything in front of him was blank in an instant; the rest of the building that was in front of him was now nowhere to be seen, leaving only a clean cut in the concrete floor where it had once stood.
Heck, he looked right and left with his jaw dropped on the floor, realizing that half of the building had disappeared into thin air, leaving a void in its place.
"Ahh!"
"What... What's happening?"
He jolted from his stupor as he heard many screams. Half of the building had vanished, and people were dropping through the air like falling vegetables.
People were falling from different heights, their screams echoing in different tones.
"Don't stand still right now; go catch that guy." Sia barked, reprimanding him for his lack of awareness of the ensuing chaos.
And one of the people falling from the sky like a vegetable was the person who had Allen's deed videotape.
"Oh shit! Yeah!" Allen spun around and sprinted toward the opposite side of the building, heading for the stairs.
He reached the stairs and started running down as fast as he could despite the searing pain throughout his lower body.
However, unbeknownst to him, as he ran down the stairs, gawking eyes were observing him carefully.
"Well, well! If it isn't the young master of the Liquidator family. Seems like you didn't meet your demise after all."
The figure turned, glancing at the vacant space left in the wake of the vanished building. With a smirk, they remarked, "Flabbergasting sorcery there, you've shown me young master Allen Liquidator."