Chapter 186 Developing Superpowers
The subsequent developments unfolded exactly as Steven had anticipated.
Dawson indeed set up a program to automatically send messages.
Exactly 22 hours after his death, the program sent a text message to everyone in Starlight City.
The message revealed Steven's identity and current address, as well as the information that he might be in possession of a large amount of stolen goods from a Walmart warehouse.
Steven had been waiting for this message to appear.
When he finally saw it, he felt a long sigh of relief.
Dawson merely revealed part of the truth. Dawson: [Steven has a portion of the stolen goods from the Walmart warehouse, and the quantity is huge.]
"Huge quantity" did not mean "all." Moreover, this "huge quantity" had no quantified standard.
After all, Dawson himself didn't know exactly how much Steven had.
And he couldn't have imagined that Steven possessed spatial abilities.
'This is a good thing! At least it can significantly reduce the level of danger I'm facing,' Steven thought.
In this era of extreme scarcity of resources, if people really knew he had all the goods from a super warehouse, no one in the world could remain calm.
However, Dawson's message had already been buried by Steven under a massive amount of information.
To say the least, ordinary people or organizations would find it difficult to discern the truth from the sea of false information.
"If someone can find me, they are either playing in the big leagues or they've got a hell of a hacker." Steven muttered to himself.
But all of this was within his calculations, nothing surprising.
Steven put his phone aside and looked at a target 1,310 feet away.
What did a target at 1,310 feet mean?
At this distance, the target looked even smaller than a mosquito's head.
But at this moment, there were already seven or eight arrows stuck in it.
Steven raised the high-tech compound bow with his left hand and took an arrow from the quiver at his waist with his right hand, placing it on the bowstring.
With the help of the pulley system, he drew the compound bow with ease.
His gaze was exceptionally focused, and a strange power surged in his right eye, attaching to the arrow with his will.
The arrow shot out fiercely!
The arrow seemed to defy physics, propelled by an unseen hand, making it fly even faster!
The arrow struck the target hard, its tail shaking wildly.
It was a perfect bullseye!
After more than half a month of relentless training, Steven had developed some new abilities from his powers.
This was an extension of the "Precision Shooting" ability.
It was a power that could affect space, and whenever he deliberately attached his power to an object, it would enhance its potency.
If it were a flying object, it would also increase its accuracy, as if he could influence the object's movement in space with his will.
For example, the original effective range of this high-precision compound bow was 656 feet.
But with the enhancement of his power, the range extended to 1,310 feet!
This level of precision was not much different from an ordinary sniper rifle!
And when Steven used a sniper rifle, its power would naturally double!
The bow and arrow were just tools for practice; in a real fight, using a gun to kill would be much more convenient.
However, during continuous practice, his precision shooting ability gave him a huge surprise.
Since the ability could enhance the accuracy and power of flying objects, he had an idea: what if he applied this ability to melee weapons or even his own body?
Once this idea emerged, it became unstoppable.
Steven began experimenting on himself bit by bit.
The results of the experiments gave him a huge surprise!
First, the accuracy was undoubtedly improved.
For example, with a flick of his wrist, his hunting knife could split a coin balanced on its side.
Moreover, when he wrapped himself in his power, the air resistance he faced would be greatly reduced.
His personal speed could reach twice his usual speed!
A famous Navy admiral once said that speed was power.
Although his physical strength did not increase, doubling his speed would also double the destructive power!
And with greater speed, his evasion ability would also be stronger, making it much easier to escape!
"Although my power seems simple, it has unlimited development potential," he murmured.
Steven was increasingly fond of his abilities.
He even felt that he had only grasped a tiny bit of his power, and there were more abilities yet to be fully developed.
How powerful would he be if he could fully master his abilities? He didn't even dare to imagine.
Steven was feeling happy when his stomach suddenly growled.
He rubbed his stomach as a wave of uncontrollable hunger hit him.
Steven took out two chocolate bars from the extradimensional space and stuffed them into his mouth.
Although the newly developed abilities were exciting, the consumption was equally huge.
Power came from cells, and since he couldn't photosynthesize, he could only gain strength through food.
So, to use this ability, he had to eat more food to replenish his strength.
Steven stuffed the high-calorie chocolate bars into his mouth. As he ate, he said, "Judging by my situation, even Psychics need to replenish their strength through food. In other words, no matter how powerful we are, if we don't have enough to eat, we can't use our abilities."
He suddenly laughed. "Who would have thought that the decisive factor for a Psychic's strength would still be the amount of food?"
He glanced at the huge sports field and squinted his eyes contentedly. "In that case, am I invincible?"
At least in a war of attrition, that was certainly true.
Recently, everyone still alive in Starlight City had received a large number of messages about the original Walmart southernwarehouse theft case.
These messages were numerous, with hundreds received within just two days.
Most people felt baffled, not knowing where these messages came from or what they meant.
But some observant individuals sensed that something was amiss.
After all, those platforms that used to generate spam messages had all disappeared.
And there were very few people capable of spreading messages on a large scale.
At this time, the words "Walmart warehouse" had a strong allure.
After all, when the incident happened, it caused a huge stir in Starlight City.
It was said that the stolen goods were extremely valuable!
'If I can find that batch of goods, I can live very comfortably in this post-apocalyptic world!' Many people came to this consensus.
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