The System In My Head
New abilities
With the Mexican flag of Camila, Ben believes he still has a chance to get his army special forces...
Otherwise, he was afraid he would experience some sudden side effects from the bloodline potion, also known as the Hulk-raging in his room...
However, to Ben's surprise, the thought boosted his mood even further. The reason for that was because he realized that he had a blessing long ago. No matter how disappointed he is, it will never be worse than it was after watching two stand-alone Hulk movies recently.
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Smile like a person who has nothing to lose...Ben opens his flag screen, where he sees a new Mexican flag, emitting light.
"That's Fuego..."
Smiling, and with purpose in mind, he went ahead and called out to Willy.
*woosh*
When a large black disco ball appears, it looks like it came from John Travolta's party...Ben makes the distance. Raising his hands up, he prepared to punch, tilting one fist backward, as a potential counterattack for an unexpected attack...
He even spent the previous afternoon watching an old episode of Hajime no Ippo in preparation...
However, this time, by the time Willy finished expanding and became the wheel, there was no unwanted jizzitor...
After the threat disappeared, Ben sighed and lowered his hand. Rubbing both his hands, he even considered which arm he should sacrifice for the spirit of fapping ...
'Most people will retain their dominant arm if offered this blessing...
It was a rational choice because they could continue to do all their daily activities without any problems, but those people were sheep!
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If I sacrificed my dominant right arm, I would not only have a metal arm without sensation but also a left arm that could be counted as half an outsider ...
Therefore, it will not only be like others who caress my natural.but I can also use my left hand to get a partial foreign sensation when playing with my schnutz!'
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Ben grinned, knowing his rare scientific wisdom was the kind one would acquire only after years of experimenting in the bathroom...
After deciding, he approached Willy, grabbed the lever, and spun!
*Play*
Ben stared intently at the wheel, trying to make his wish come true. "Come on! I want it so give it to me! Just a metal arm!"
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"Okay, I'll take the forearm!"
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"Well, just one hand!"
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"Give me thumbs up and index - I'll make it work!"
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Moments later, the wheel stopped turning, with an arrow landing on.
Ben frowned. "It doesn't look like the pony I asked for..."
*Switch*
Then, when Willy disappeared, all that was left was a white book on the floor, making Ben's eyes twitch...
'No, relax. I've never seen a white paper before. It might be something better than I wanted.' He tried to be optimistic, even though he could not understand such a thing...
With an open mind and one arm of flesh too much.
[Weak Grass Manipulation (Skill Books, Trash) x1]
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Ben's arm trembled as a pulse pulsed on his forehead...
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'No, before judging, I should check the skill description first.'
[Weak Grass Manipulation (Skills, Trash) - Small telekinetic control over a single blade of grass. It is useless in everything imaginable]
"So so..."
He lifted the book above his head .. and threw it on the ground!
"I won't be a part of your system!"
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Ben doesn't understand! "I send out a mental vibration! Positive energy! Why don't I get it? That should work! How else would The Secret sell 30 million copies?!?'
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Five minutes later, after pacing back and forth in his room, Ben let out a long sigh, as he managed to find wisdom in the trash-level grass skill... 'I can't judge too quickly. No trash skills, just trash people ...'
Taking back the book, he tries to console himself that the system may be underestimating his abilities. 'Again, who believes sculpting the moonlight will be useful?'
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He's nodding. 'It could be like that. This ability may seem like trash. However, it is possible that the system rearranges the laws of rational physics, so that moonlight becomes real matter for use as a weapon.or grass becomes stronger than steel..."
Doing such a thing seems absurd and Ben cannot help but wonder about the cost-benefit of it all...
Even so! He spread a new smile full of hope!
[Do you want to learn the Weak Grass Manipulation (Skills, Trash)?]
Once confirmed, the book immediately turned into a ball of light, and since he did not lower his guard, it flew towards his forehead, entering his hot tub of consciousness.
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Ten minutes later...Ben was outside in the garden, kneeling in the grass under the clear sky. The smell of freshly cut grass filled his nose as soft soil covered his feet. It made him feel like he was the king, who after years of leaving, finally returned home, for the love and adoration of his grass citizens. Ben even felt an unusual affection for his people as he stared at a blade of grass. "You're gonna dance for me, dara?"
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After learning the skill, the result is like any other active skill as it has a new method of mentally activating it. In this case, If he focused on a blade of grass, he felt that he could form a spiritual connection with it. 'Obey me, and I'll grow you into the strongest grass-type Pokemon...'
Choosing in his mind to form a connection, Ben felt it locked, and he kept squinting at the grass leaves, as he sent telekinetic orders. 'Moving...'
However, even after trying a few times, he did not see any difference. 'Maybe I'm not focused?'
Twenty minutes and a mild headache later... 'MOVE YOUR NUTMEG FLAT!'
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Grit his teeth, because the grass is still not budging! 'It can't be like this!'
Not believing the system would lie to him about the skill, he flopped down on his stomach, bringing his face close to touching the grass. 'Moving! Move over! Don't lie there like a dead fish!'
His eyes are red! His hand gripped the ground! And at that moment, he was jolted! 'That moved!'
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After a moment of surprise, he tried again. 'It moved again!'
The success! It worked! Telekinetic powers are ready to help him!
He had achieved the result he wanted, however, Ben frowned ...
