Chapter 2

As promised, I returned the next day. This time, I came as soon as the library opened, along with 4 notebooks and my laptop. I had a lot of work to do after all. Smiling at the lady, I went towards the 7th and 9th shelves. Thus started my research, and studies.

When I finished, I could only stretch my fingers and arms. My body was weak, and the first thing I wanted to do, was to create a semblance of the super soldier serum. It was possible, however it required several trial and errors. After all, I did not want to look like a chimera, I had a girl to woo. I have discovered that my mind is capable of making advance simulations and calculations without any external help. I could outspped a calculator by 3 times, and I was pretty sure I could do the same with a quantum computer. I would be buying scrap metal, making gadgets, stealing froma bank, the usual troupe. Well, I could not wait to get started.

I had previously gathered about 1000 bucks, saved like precious goods. It was meant to be my ticket out of this place. I thus went to the outskirts of the city, to the largest scrapyard I could find. I found a drunk bearded man at the front.

"Hey man! Hey. I need to buy scrap metal!"

"Oh bugger off! 400 a ton, not a penny less."

Well, long story short, I got it for 300 dollars a ton, and thus got 3.5 tons. Leaving him unconscious at the entrance, I went to the depths of the yard. I started to gather all I could find useful. My mind started to run simulations, and started to figure out the best among the available resources to make the gadget I wanted. Capacitors, wires, pipes, pieces of a gun, even a pack of condoms! Who knew they would be such good insulators.

3 days, it took for me to make a teleporter. It was a small piece of metal, like a box, and a small hole at the front. I had simulated the creation and destruction of the universe, thus effectively making an infinite source of ghost particles. They were basically neutrinos, and capable of vapourising anything. I also made a large subspace to keep my things, well, my stolen things. It was not very hard, just a large, sturdy back, some rope, and a…nope, too dangerous to put it out there. Anyway, I pocketed it, and went out of the yard. I got into the taxi, I had asked to wait, and returned to my home. Rest was needed, and I had a bank to loot.

When I returned home, I found my brother, strangely sober, watching TV.

"Still alive, huh. I though you died."

"Yeah, I'm alive. Besides, you'll be the first one to die anyway."

Ignoring his response, I went to my room, and dropped onto the bed. Fucking hell, I was tired.

Soon, morning came, and I was ready. I had my subspace bag, my disintegrator, and a black ski-mask. I thus went to the largest bank in town. Well, I was briefly surprised when the taxi I had got in did not say anything on seeing my getup. Well, easier for me I guess.

"Drop on your knees, if you don't want to vanish, bitches!"

A security guard ran towards me, but I simply disintegrated him. Hmm, it was kind of fun, I mean I certainly could understand why a powerful being would play with lives.

"Fuck it."

I soon filled my bag to the brim with cash, and got out. I got a taxi, and went towards the scrap yard I had previously went to. I wanted to buy the place. I found the owner once again passed out on the front. I promptly kicked him lightly. He was a complete drunk mess.

"Hey get up. I have work."

The guy got up and stared at me with eyes that seemed to be looking at two different places at the same time. And, then he emptied his stomach on me.

"Oh fucking hell man! That was the best thing I owned."