"...release?"
Nod.
"You mean I can release...?"
Arrogant Nod.
"Anywhere, I want..."
Haughty and arrogant nod.
"Haaaaaa!"
My initial shock evaporated and then came the beautiful realization of what I could do.
I looked at the puny spirit sitting on my right shoulder.
Arrogant?
Haughty?
Disrespectful?
Cold?
Nah!
No!
Nil!
Hubba-hubba!
She told me crucial information about the system, and as I looked at her, she resembled the goddess of care and emitted hubba-hubba energy.
As the centre point, I could perceive everything inside my head using the 'Supreme Collector' function of the system.
This was the information I understood after I had executed the 'Supreme Collector' function.
However, what Sia told me was even more impressive.
Anything that I had collected was stored in my collector's vault. The Collector Vault, whose volume was limitless and had time and space frozen in it.
But what was the range of the 'Supreme Collector' function? It was 50 meters, but how did it actually work?
If I used it, then I would be the centre point, and in my left, right, front, back, up, and down directions, meaning in all directions, its range would be 50 meters. And that meant I was the centre point of a 50-meter radius sphere.
In my mind, the fictitious sphere that the "Supreme Collector" function would create appeared as a three-dimensional structure. I would automatically know the coordinates of every point inside the sphere's 50-meter radius, and I could release whatever I pleased.
I could order it to release anything I had collected and stored in my collector's vault. If I wanted it to do so at the edge of the 50-meter radius, 10 meters away from me, or even in front of me, it would release the whole thing.
All in all, the 50-meter radius sphere was a domain in which I could collect and release anything.
***
I sprinted on the broad asphalt road, where all the common folk had already rushed inside their buildings so as not to get dragged into the skirmish.
I was being chased by many individuals and a group, including a voluptuous woman who was followed by several non-visible men in front of her beauty.
With magnetic skates, shoes, skateboards, and even a magnetic bike, they were using all this to chase after me, but there was one problem: they were just chasing me, not approaching me.
Why?
I too wanted to know that, but this chase wasn't giving me time to think properly.
There were a few turns that had individuals coming after me, so I had to avoid those turns, and now I was running towards the slum area.
Yes, the slums.
Even though this Super Earth was this advanced in technology, it still couldn't get rid of the poverty, and poverty-stricken people lived in the slums, people who were not able to make ends meet, slums, where anything could happen, and no one would care.
'What the...?'
'Slums?' This rang a certain bell in my head.
'Was I running towards the slums of my own accord or was I being directed towards them?'
Anyone with a ragtag brain would understand this, and I too understood one thing.
'This chase is all planned; it's not planned in a single day, but it took days of planning.'
Why did I think this? Why did it feel like it had taken many days of planning?
The coordination.
The coordination between all the individuals chasing after me, the pattern they were following, and their timing were also in sync as if practised hundreds of times.
This was also leading me to a different conclusion.
'Duke's antagonism with Allen Liquidator was not a simple matter.'
Not at all.
This seemed deeper than Allen had first imagined.
'Is it just because he manipulated Duke's daughter and fucked her, or is it deeper than that?
There was only one thing that this was leading to, as Sia had mentioned to him a few moments earlier.
"His family," I mumbled, and it wisped in the air.
Why?
Why was this my conclusion?
Simple: I had all of Allen Liquidator's memories, and the memories were of only a few things, which excluded his Nobel family. There was nothing related to them, and if I and Sia concentrated and tried to remember his family members' faces, there were only black hues surrounding their whole bodies, which didn't even give their body composition.
But there was one thing in Allen Liquidator's behaviour and his left-over feeling, the grudge against the duke, that was leading me to think of Allen Liquidator's plan to manipulate the duke's daughter and then the deed.
'Somethings just don't add up, and this all feels fishy.'
It just didn't feel fishy to me; it felt salty fishy.
'This is all a setup, and from the looks of it, I've fallen into their traps already.'
Knowing all of this, I wanted to try the release function.
'Supreme Collector,' I commanded in my mind.
The imaginary fifty-meter radius sphere surrounded me, and the data that the sphere compiled kept changing as I ran continuously.
In my mind, a three-dimensional model of this sphere materialized, and I could see all the inanimate objects in my head, though living beings were not included in this.
However, this was not the problem because I was able to approximately tell how far the voluptuous lady and her group were, so I chose the coordinates in my mind.
She and her group were to my right, and I released the building that I had first collected.
'Release,' I commanded.
And not even a blink had passed. The building, roughly 30 meters in size, fell on the voluptuous woman and her followers.
My fingers fluttered.
A puffy smile crept onto my face.
And the excitement in my heart went over the roof as I saw the building fall.
This was nothing but a dream for me, because if you had told me a few days earlier that I would reincarnate and have a system that was this broken, then I would have slightly patted your back for the bit of creativity and kicked your ass.
My excited heart almost came to an abrupt halt as I saw the voluptuous woman and the men beside her as they effortlessly destroyed the falling building with the gloves that had morphed from their wrist watches.
Dust and debris were all over the place, and my vision was also obstructed by them. My excitement died down, and reality dawned on me.