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The craziest inventor in the afflicted world

William James, a scientist and intermediary in forbidden cosmic technology as well as a second-class criminal... Since he lived alone and isolated from his race, he has never met almost any human being, all his acquaintances have become monsters, demons or aliens...., as he advances in Age, William knew that he could no longer maintain his youth by relying on chemical drugs, and found himself between two options… death, or… death… at this moment, he was 190 years old, and he was literally in a position where Death smiled and waited patiently.... [Enough energy has been provided to start, and the chip’s abilities will be applied to the soul without the body as requested by the master.] After William heard this, he smiled a crazy smile. For the past five years, he's been working on this invention that will change his life... his future... and maybe his past as well. “Yes Babe, Class II criminal jumped off the top of the seventieth floor, I repeat, mad scientist William committed suicide.” said the helicopter driver while staring at the corpse of William James in a terrifying sight.. His body was bloody.. but with a smile on his face.

The_Btata · 都市
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36 Chs

Mss simien

William put his hand in his left pocket, and took out a set of coins.

"A dirham .. and nine riyals. I will buy a box of bandages for two riyals, and a large box of pasta for three riyals. I will save four riyals in addition to a dirham."

One dirham is equal to twenty riyals. The dirham, the two dirhams, and the five dirhams, up to ten, are a coin made of copper and zinc, while the higher coins, i.e. twenty dirhams, fifty dirhams or one hundred, are paper currencies made of linen And the ink.

William walked all the way to his favorite shop, not his favorite because of the quality of his products...or the high level of service..it was just a simple shop with a few customers, a shop for cheap snacks , and Other cheap products.

{ open }

The young man looked at the words "Open" written on the door with a happy smile, it would have been bad if the store had been closed, and he would come back empty-handed, and he would overcome the hunger with that damn soup that the Stewarts offered him..

He entered the shop after the automatic door opened the way for him.

"oh? William. I haven't seen you for two days, you've lost a little weight. Boy, you need some protein, a can of sausage on me! " ..It was Mrs. Simien, the owner of this shop, said the middle-aged woman, with a cheerful smile. She had always been kind to William. She was perhaps the only one.

"Thank you, Mrs. Simian, I have bothered you so much these days." William approached Simian who was sitting in front of the calculator.

"Ho ho ho~..that's nothing," Miss Simien said with a smile while covering her laughter with her fingers.

William smiled .

"A huge box of noodles, and the usual box of bandages," said William, as he placed the five riyals on the rectangular table.

"Just a moment." Miss Simien took a few steps back and went to the snack rack, and took a large box of three-day pasta and canned sausages, then hurried to the shelf of medical supplies, and took out a box of cheap dressings.

"Here's your groceries, good night, and don't go away for long, haha." Miss Simien said as she put the supplies on the table.

"Of course..., good night

Having left the store, he had to run quickly to get home before someone noticed his disappearance, the time for dinner to be served is 12:00, midnight, and there were no more than five minutes left.

William ran at a moderate speed towards his house, and when he arrived, he climbed up the gas pipe after he had wrapped his hands in the bandages he had bought, a little more difficult since he had a bag of groceries in his hand.

As soon as he opened the door to his room, and entered, the hoarse voice of a twenty-year-old youth sounded, "Where have you been ?? " ..He had rather cold features on his handsome face, and he held in his hands a tray of boiled potato soup, and a small piece of bread.

This young man is Claude Stewart, William's brother.

William raised the hand that was holding the bag, and said coldly, "The groceries."

"Just this?..by the way...how was the moon outside?..nice, isn't it?" The look on his face was sarcastic, but sharp at the same time.

"The star base has appeared, I think there were some lucky ones in town this time."

" And you? Are you not among those fortunate ؟ " Claude sneered again, but William was sensing hidden intentions, hidden malice.

"Seriously?"

"Just kidding, take your food, I have something to do." Claude laid out the tray of food again for his brother.

As Claude opens the left door, his eyes fall on William's lunch which he didn't eat in the morning, "It looks like you're on a diet, give me that tray."

Claude took the tray of food he had given William in the morning, and worse yet he took the tray he had given to William seconds earlier, leaving William without any food other than the instant noodles he had bought before.

William wasn't going to refuse, he wasn't going to eat that stupid meal anyway.

Claude walked out and closed the door behind him .

William sighed and sat down on his bed, which was directly on the floor.

This guy who came out a few seconds ago is William's brother, Claude Stewart, but they weren't real brothers...because William was an adopted child of the Stewart family, and he had to live through this hell..while his new family had to accept it.

Perhaps the Stewarts did not adopt him willingly, but because the high school where William attended, held a charity party to help the orphaned students .. among whom was William, and the high school tried to find adopting families for them, intentionally or unintentionally, the members of the Stewart family found that they had A new person!

"Damn... I'm hungry."

He got up in a hurry, and opened the bag of belongings, in which was a huge box of fifteen noodles, and tinned sausages he had received as a gift from Miss Simien.

He went to his little kitchen which was in the corner of the room, and besides being very small, there were no suitable utensils in it, other than small frying pans, some cheap spices, spoons and forks, as well as a plastic cup... He had bought all this himself. .

He grabbed one of the fifteen boxes of noodles, opened it,

A thought flashed through his mind:

Calories: 423

Fat: 21.

Saturated fat: 7.

Cholesterol: 116.

Carbohydrates: 30.

Proteins: 34.

vegetable oil.

Five days remain until the expiration date.

"Heh, I guess that's the only thing this path works for. "

The path of a Star-Eyed Technician was very rare... but at the same time it was known as the worst. Analyzing, studying, classifying data might be suitable for a scientist, but for an astral , they are abilities that are almost useless.

However, William was not displeased with this path, and it was not his favourite, but this does not mean that he hated it, with proper use, it could become stronger than the astrals, a Scientists equipped with all the tools of combat and flight. and fight. Thus, it was a dream for the rest of the scholars, but William had already fulfilled it in his previous life, and now he aspires to something much greater.

After William had eaten noodle soup with some sausage, he went to the two-meter window and stared at the moon, which was pink and white.

In his previous life, he had made a terrible mistake, which was to register himself as an astrals to receive a monthly wage from the government, but....it cost him so much, his freedom, and fifteen years of his life.

He had learned a lot from those years that he lived, no doubt, with only these abilities, he would become an amazing person, but since he was still just an ordinary star who had just started, besides, he did not have any resources or tools to carry out his work and make advanced technology, he was He just has to watch, waiting for the right moment to wake up.

The astrals were extremely mysterious people, ordinary people might know their existence, but they did not know whether the people closest to them were astral or not… Their identity was hidden, and they lived in their own hidden world full of mysteries and riddles.

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