Chapter 26: Preparing for a new world

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Owen already had the world he wanted to go to in mind, but he first had to take stock of his rewards from the prey universe along with weapons and other gear, which after a quick over view he has come up with a list of these items.

[1 skill token]

[1 item token]

[1 Golden chest]

[1 random scorestreak from Bo3]

[Sturdy iron spear]

[GLOO Cannon]

[Silenced Pistol]

[Pax 12 Tactical Shotgun]

[Q-Beam]

[Disruptor Stun Gun]

[Recycler charge]

[EMP]

With the list in hand, Owen began to utilize the tokens, ensuring to crush them simultaneously for the synergy effect, causing them to burst into motes of light. As the radiant display faded, a system notification materialized, revealing the skill and item he had received.

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[You have gained the skill [Tracking] and the item [Area scanner] ]

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Looking at what he had recieved owen did not have much time to brace himself as all his senses were suddenly bombarded by a host of stimuli with his eyes seeing the most change as the previously dim and dark tavern now was as bright as bright as the sun.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Owen's piercing scream echoed through the empty tavern as he collapsed to the floor, clutching his eyes in agony. The unbearable sensation soon forced him to grasp his ears, attempting to block out the horrific sounds of his body scraping against the floor. Minutes dragged on, each one feeling like an eternity, as Owen endured the overwhelming assault on his senses. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the sensations began to subside, leaving Owen as a trembling, sweating mess sprawled on the floor.

"FUCK! Pant Don't do this Pant unless in a safe place..." Owen's voice trembled with frustration as he struggled to regain his composure. He never expected receiving a skill to be this agonizing. Previously, he had been perfectly fine when he acquired skills like [Polearm Mastery] or [Stealth], even feeling a sense of empowerment. However, this experience was far from anything he had encountered before. Owen chalked it up to the system's unpredictability, cursing its arbitrary nature.

With determination, Owen turned his attention to the golden chest. Previously, it had shown more than 15 hours remaining before it would open. However, upon entering the tavern, the countdown had instantaneously concluded. It seemed the system wanted to prevent people from wasting time waiting for a timer in this dreary place.

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[Opening chest please standby]

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[..]

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[You have been rewarded [Titan(Ronin)] ]

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"The heck..." Owen's voice trailed off, his shock palpable as he gazed at what he had received. He knew exactly what game it was from—Titanfall 2! It was his favorite shooter of all time, a game where you could pilot 20-feet-tall mechs into battle. For Owen, there was nothing cooler than that! Not only that, but now he had one, making his excitement nearly surge out of control. He almost summoned it right there and then, but he quickly stopped himself, realizing that bringing something so huge into the tavern could potentially bring the whole place down on him.

'That's for later, me,' Owen thought sadly, reluctantly setting aside his excitement about the Titan. He turned his attention to something much more immediate and important—the reward he received from clearing the previous world. Owen's excitement surged anew as he contemplated the power of Black Ops 3 score streaks. Even some of the basic ones like the UAV and care packages were formidable assets in their own right.

Unlike before, this time the reward manifested in the form of a prize wheel, adorned with all the score streaks from Black Ops 3 listed on it. Owen watched in anticipation as the wheel automatically spun itself, the score streaks flashing before his eyes in no particular order. For the next 20 seconds, the wheel whirled around, gradually slowing down until it came to a halt. Owen's heart raced as it stopped on something that nearly caused him to jump with excitement and joy right then and there.

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[You have received the scorestreak [R.A.P.S.] modfiying status to accomadate for new additions ]

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R.A.P.S., short for Robotic Anti-Personnel Sentry drones, were formidable adversaries. Shaped like small spherical balls, they rolled around with relentless determination, chasing down their targets. Once they closed in, they exploded, unleashing massive damage upon anyone in their vicinity. Avoiding them was nearly impossible, especially considering their sheer numbers, which typically hovered around three dozen, although the exact count varied.

'With this the next world should be easy' Owen thought as he quickly opened his system to see the changes that were made to it.

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Level: 2[system note-Each world cleared will level host up]

HP: 110%

MP: 110%

Inventory: [Data Knife],[Sturdy iron spear],[Area scanner](Only system given items will appear here now)

Skills:[Stealth],[Polearm Mastery],[Tracking]

[Companions: [Titan(Ronin)] ]

[Points: 0] [system note- Can be used to pay for things before entering a new world, use certain abilites and heal or repair companions. Can be earned by killing enemies, completing mission and converting items from other worlds into points ]

[R.A.P.S(2000 points)]

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Observing the changes and the system notes, Owen found himself pleased with the updates. However, one thing left him puzzled: how to sell items for points. The system, as if anticipating his query, promptly brought up his inventory. Each item was listed, accompanied by a price tag, indicating their value should he choose to sell them for points. This feature provided Owen with the clarity he needed to engage in transactions and make strategic decisions regarding his inventory.

 *5 minutes later*

[13,750]

That's the amount of points Owen had earned after selling all of the junk in his inventory, which he felt was kind of low considering he had picked up anything not nailed down. This process was made easy by the fact that he just needed to touch something to store it, so he looted almost everything in sight as he made his way around Talos 1.

'Now I can call in R.A.P.S 6 times if need be,' Owen thought idly, a grin crossing his face as he contemplated his newfound power. Without hesitation, he brought up the screen to select a world, immediately clicking on "Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress." His excitement surged as he prepared to embark on his next adventure.