Chapter 26 - Night Raid (I)

As soon as Hermann had confirmed the price and the impossibility to buy such strong skills with the current meager amount of points he possessed he convinced himself that the villains were, as always, the best source of points. Although he had eliminated most smaller gangs and the bigger bases had enhanced their security by a large amount it would still be possible for him to defeat a few of those strong gangs, especially with his new/enhanced weapons.

After he had returned to the orphanage to dine and he had informed the caretakers that he would go to bed early so that they wouldn't disturb him with anything he activated stealth, absorbed the light particles (or waves whatever) around him and left through the window.

On a rooftop close by he stopped and took a moment to clear his thoughts. The cold night air caressed his skin with a slight breeze that carried the scent of warm and freshly baked pizza from the pizzeria two blocks away that now in the evening welcomed many customers that had finished their daily work. In the distance he could hear their discussions together with many cars that drove by on the main street in front of the pizzaria. A perfect evening for a perfect extermination mission.

Slowly Hermann opened his inventory and took out piece of paper. Written on it were the location of countless bases and hideouts, as well as the number of people stationed there, of the White Tiger Gang he had gathered by asking family-friendly questions to certain people that prefer to spend their lives with selling drugs or kidnapping other people (including children). Although not everyone of the questioned knew the answers it mattered little to him. The people went missing and were never found in one piece. Rumors regarding the appearance of many burning trashcans as well as murder cases that included scrap presses started sprouting although the government tried to cover up multiple stories to avoid panics.

Many of the bases were already crossed out with a red marker. One of the remaining would also be crossed out after this evening. Today's target was located in a cellar underneath a harmless looking office building across the street from the pizzeria. It might be a good location for a small snack after his "workout".

H: [This one is going to be easy with my new weapons]

With this thought in mind he jumped of the roof, crossed the road and walked into a dimly lit alley that opened up next to the office building. In a shadowy corner he focused on his power. In his mind he saw an exact replica of his surroundings. The only difference were the countless molecules that existed everywhere. To gain access to the building and the cellar he first checked for guards. He noticed many acc.u.mulations of carbon compounds. One, Two, Three, …., twenty four.

H: [This should work…]

In the next phase he looked for spots in the building that were not being watched by the guards. He quickly found one and prepared his assault. Beneath his feet he imagined the molecules to slowly change into Oxygen, Nitrogen and Carbon-dioxide and other gases in the same ratio as the air surrounding him. After he had arrived at a certain height underneath the earth he started to form a tunnel. Firstly he raised the density of the earth in the shape of a door frame and extended that shape towards the chosen point of exit, thus creating a tunnel with the same height and width everywhere. Secondly he changed the earth that present inside his newly formed tunnel and erased it for the most part while taking the rest to create 'normal' air.

(To avoid vacuums if everything vanished and excessive pressure if all was transformed into air)

Then he casually walked forward as if he was just taking a stroll, not forgetting to activate his light absorption trick. Readying his weapons and leaving his powers activated he prepared for the fight. He felt perfectly ready.

As he exited the tunnel he arrived in a large empty room, at least devoid of humans. To clearly see his surroundings with his eyes instead of through his powers he stated to emit light out of his hands. In the big room he could see many rows of shelves filled with weapons, ammunition, money, jewelry and what was the most important thing to him: scraps and pieces of metal that was probably stolen from construction sites. To him they were the real treasures as he could store their composition and create new and stronger alloys or metals. He found pieces of lead, a small amount of titanium and a new copper alloy. That in itself was more worth than the rest. Of course that didn't mean that he wouldn't take the rest with him that they had gifted to him so nicely. He decided to repay them by ending them as painlessly as possible.

After he had looted everything he could find, by touching it and storing it in the infinite void of his inventory (not even the shelves could escape him), he decided to just kick down the doors and kill everyone as they were to weak to hurt him anyway. And so he simply jumped and kicked.