Chapter 50 A freaking lightsaber
The booster was one of the bundles I looked at. It didn’t do much, but it was a very similar set of powers to my own. First, you could siphon powers from others, with the weakened effect being that it took ten minutes of contact to do so. I felt my Siphon change and grow to include this as well, allowing me to not need to kill, and I could steal from women as well…
No, something definitely felt off with the power when it came to that particular thing. It was on the verge of allowing it, but it still excluded it. Siphon was one of the powers I couldn’t improve, but I just improved it by stealing another version of it. They weren’t compatible, and I felt the two grind against each other, shaving off pieces of each to finally combine.
The other power was Flight Plus One. You could fly and allow another person you’re touching to fly as well. The flight was added to me, but the allowance was changed to the weakest version, only partially reducing their weight. It was a power that could grow though, so I could eventually give flight to anyone near me once it was evolved.
I could do so with magic, but this was its own power, letting me free up the need for wasting my mana to do so. It seemed small, but flight was a mana hog compared to other powers. The third power was the item box, and I smiled as its previous contents were launched out of it as I gained it. He was given the 3 cubic feet version, while it had shrunk to the 1 cubic foot version for me, but once again, I could grow the skill to the 5 cubic feet version.
The final power was Bestowal. It would allow me to give my powers away to anyone I decided to or loan them out, and take them back if they betrayed me. The biggest thing though, is I could give a portion of my powers to someone and retain the weakened version… This would allow me to regrow the power again with my growth power, then give them away again.
Now the main thing is, it also gave me the weakest version of the powers he had stolen until that point as well. Weakened versions of the hypnosis, mind control, and telekinesis were absorbed, giving me small boosts to them. He had stolen low superhuman intellect from someone, and I felt the peak human intellect I had grown significantly. This is the perfect example of doing less with more. The guy could have been one of the smartest people on the planet but didn't apply himself.
I was so happy I almost cried as I gained another power I desperately wanted but didn’t have the points for. He had absorbed someone with the gunslinger bundle. A flood of new powers flowed through me. Superhuman senses was nice. Separate weapon storage that would allow me to store up to five weapons. At rank one it only give one and camouflage. Camouflage would let me bypass another huge mana-sucking spell, and it would block me from being spied on through magic and technology.
A huge sigh left my lips as I felt significantly safer, as no one could spy on me any longer. The excess weapons he had stored also began to fall, and after finally going through my new powers, I looked at what had fallen and immediately started to dive for the items.
I portalled his body into the side room at SHIELD just to make sure no one else got a hold of it and grabbed the three different guns, RPG, and a lightsaber that had fallen. LIGHTSABER! I remembered about a hundred feet from the ground that I could make them float with telekinesis. My heart pounded as I stored the lightsaber. What an idiot not to use any of the weapons in his fight. Super human intelligence my ass.
If he’d fired the RPG at Batman, there wouldn’t have been much he could have done. Thank God he was so inexperienced, or the fight would have been dramatically harder(also Batman's plot armor probably played a part). The memories I got from him also revealed his secret base's location and… I smiled as I knew I was going to get even more powers before the end of the day.
Looking at the guns better now, I can see that the gunslinger most likely got to pick two of his choice, and maybe even the saber. A blaster pistol with a scope on it, which really made no sense to me. A bowcaster, which meant that the little cartridges I saw fall were full of the bolts. The final gun was a modern sniper rifle.
As I held the pistol, I could tell that it could fire up to forty blasts a day, twenty lethal and twenty stun, before it would need to recharge. The materials to recharge weren’t in our galaxy, so I would just need to wait. That also meant that the bolt caster, once I ran out of ammo, would become completely useless unless I figured out how to make more.
The RPG was just that, a normal RPG. I’m really glad that he wasn’t the first through the door when we were ambushed, or I’d have been turned to paste. I wouldn’t have even had the chance to put the Hatter in the way before I exploded along with everyone around me. Once again, I’m really, REALLY glad that the fucker with it was so inexperienced.
He wasn’t under mind control either, which would have made him way more likely for a suicide attack. The memories I got of his accomplice let me know I was working with two younger men. Maybe even children who got very, very lucky with their start. Working together, they managed to steal several powers, so I was getting the controller as well as some extra powers.
I landed on the ground and started collecting everything. The three heroes watched me scrounge up the stored items that were ejected. Batman finally asked as I swept the capsules with my foot while holding the guns in my hands, "Where’s the criminal?" I barely looked up. "Huh!? Oh, he got away. Dumped a bunch of good stuff out so I jumped off him before stealing what he left."