High-Frequency Vibration was very useful, and if combined with Cognitive Distortion, the effect was even better. However, Cognitive Distortion directly affected capture progress. It was fine for fun, but for a first encounter, Akira still didn't really want to use it.
Like Mrs. Yukinoshita—even though she didn't know it was him, the capture progress still gave 30%. Unlike the Eriri sisters, both of whom only had a little over 10%.
After dinner, those who had to go home went home, and those who didn't stayed here. Speaking of which, he had already asked for the Izumi family's address last time, and he would pick them up tomorrow. Kasumigaoka Utaha too—it wasn't safe to leave her outside.
Once he set up the strongest defense at the very bottom and very top, turning floors 80–100 of this building directly into an impregnable fortress, that way, even if something happened, it wouldn't affect him.
Lying in his room with his phone, he planned the functions of the building floors. Thinking of a fortress, it naturally needed a matching internal circulation. Stock up on food, and create an ecosystem. Wouldn't that make it a doomsday safe house?
Akira found it a bit amusing. Discovering farming in Eroge gameplay, and it was even provided by the system. This was somewhat strange. However, Akira had indeed played this kind of game before—it's just that the CGs were a bit lewd. Several village girls, each as beautiful as a fairy, and then a few furry characters—what else could it be but Eroge?
Besides farming, add some plot. For example, the village widow likes to grind tofu or something. If that were made, it would be a hit.
Reining in his scattered thoughts, Akira began to select suitable materials from the infrastructure materials. As he flipped through, he discovered many things he hadn't noticed before: Warp Drive, Laser Energy Shield, Controlled Cold Fission Device, Space Culture Dish, and even Spaceship Superalloy Outer Plate.
Isn't this just dismantling that huge Dark Matter Legion ship? Holy crap—that's incredible!
Akira flipped through page after page, suddenly realizing that turning the floors into a fortress was too conservative; it should just be turned into a spaceship. But this would require taking down the entire Skyscraper X. Of course, it could also be done through game rewards, or even Eroge functions.
Cognitive Distortion + Bewitch Heart. There's no business that can't be closed.
On second thought, I, at twenty, seem to be a business genius. Tsk—I'm so kind; I could have just taken it, but I insisted on signing a contract with them.
Let's see who owns the other floors of this building.
Thinking of this, Akira immediately called Suou Yuki.
"Brother—you just left your dear sister, and you're already missing her?"
"Speak properly. I'm asking you—do you know who owns the other floors of the skyscraper?"
"Oh, that. I heard it has some connection with the Hero Association, and a few large merchant guilds. Anyway, it's all mixed up—the forces are very complex."
Akira thought for a moment. "If it's complex, then never mind."
"Brother, what do you want to do?"
"Like buy the whole building and build a spaceship."
"Brother, you couldn't have been envious of that spaceship you saw today, could you?"
"There was a tiny bit, but never mind. Since that method is too troublesome, I'll use other methods. Bye-bye."
He hung up the phone. Akira glanced at the approaching game time and directly pressed the run button.
In an instant, a rift appeared. Akira's vision went from black to white, and he arrived in the world of Akame ga Kill.
But as soon as he returned, Esdeath's ice shards shot toward him.
Holy crap—was she waiting for him?
The next second, the ice passed directly through his body and embedded itself in the wall. Esdeath was still wearing the pajamas Akira had seen her in before he left.
Akira glanced at her, laughing, "If you like me, just say so. There's no need for this. Tsk—you've also protected our God of War Army's flag very well."
But Esdeath looked surprised. "What are you talking about? Haven't you been standing at the door the whole time? And what God of War Army flag? I'll destroy it right now."
Hiss~!
Hearing this, Akira immediately thought of a possibility: the game's save/load mechanism. That is, when he left this world, all progress in this world would stop. It was as if time was frozen the moment he left.
Interesting, interesting. It really feels like playing a game now.
The ice shards instantly stabbed toward the army flag by the wall. But for some reason, the ice shards couldn't harm the army flag at all; before impact, the ice shards were swallowed by an invisible force.
Seeing this, Akira closed the door, a gentle smile on his face.
"It seems yesterday's torture wasn't enough for you. Now, receive righteous retribution."
Akira raised a hand, and Esdeath's body was locked by a powerful force. Even if she used the power of her Imperial Arm, she was completely unable to resist Akira's psychokinesis. His psychokinesis had now reached 280 points. He could perform even more precise operations than before.
"Wuwuwu~!"
Esdeath tried hard to speak, but she couldn't even open her mouth. But the ice and snow continued to condense, enveloping her. However, Akira had High-Frequency Vibration—these things had no effect on him whatsoever. He directly phased through the ice, tearing open Esdeath's recently changed pajamas with both hands.
Psychokinesis compressed the ice, allowing her to open her mouth. But after opening to a certain extent, it couldn't close again. Then, Akira began his assault. Esdeath immediately felt like she couldn't breathe. Because she had never been treated so roughly, tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
"Hmph—still trying to resist? In the face of absolute power, your petty tricks are just asking for trouble. Not bad—your tongue is quite flexible. It should have been like this all along, shouldn't it?"
Akira grabbed Esdeath's long hair and forced her head down. Esdeath couldn't make a sound, tears streaming down her face from the discomfort. That humiliation was even worse than Akira's interrogation; it was practically treating her like an animal.
She remembered those she had interrogated. In her eyes, they were also like this. Weaklings, running dogs of the Resistance Army, killers of her soldiers—simply unworthy of living in this world.
Unable to breathe for a long time, a "life flashing before her eyes" sensation had already appeared in Esdeath's vision. At this moment, Akira finally changed his target of attack, and she caught her breath, coughing madly.
Although this was a bit perverted, Esdeath's expression was truly enjoyable.
Rip.
The pajamas she had just changed into were torn open by Akira. Esdeath was unable to move, once again falling into a nightmare.
No. No! That feeling was eroding her body, eroding her will. Even though she didn't care who ruled the Empire, this man had killed over ten thousand of her subordinates. She had to avenge this grudge.
Her eyes blazed with fury.
But Akira looked at her with an expression of enjoyment. "Hate—twist—the more you hate, the more I enjoy. Only the strong can survive in this world, and I, Akira, am that strong one."
Akira's words stimulated Esdeath, making her entire spirit like a taut string.
Her father told her: "Only the strong can survive."
This became her life's creed. The weak who want to survive must attach themselves to the strong. Before meeting Akira, she was the strong one. A single sentence could change a person's fate. One person could oppose several legions.
But in front of Akira, all her methods were a joke. All her power was useless. In front of Akira, she was the weak, not the strong.
Feeling the abnormal sensation from her body, this thought slowly emerged in her mind.
Submission. Only then could she survive and also enjoy endless pleasure. Disobedience. Only a dead end.
These thoughts repeated in her mind, eroding her originally firm beliefs. Yesterday, she was relentlessly tormented for ten hours. Now, having barely recovered, she was once again subjected to abuse. Under the dual erosion of body and mind, her consciousness gradually became immersed in the pleasure brought by her body.
Gradually, she felt her world suddenly open up.
The weak attach themselves to the strong. And Akira was that strong one.
Esdeath surrendered—her will was completely shattered.
In an instant, the ice crystals surrounding her body shattered. Although her body was held captive by Akira's psychokinesis, Akira could still sense Esdeath's change from the suddenly increased suction. The moment psychokinesis was withdrawn, Esdeath instinctively squeezed, her posture swaying.
"Woman, have you finally come around?"
Esdeath brushed her long hair behind her ear. "I was too unappreciative before. From now on, I will only listen to Mr. Akira."
"Is that so? Then I shall begin."
God's Hand activated.
Abdicate the Throne activated.
High-Frequency Vibration output power increased.
In an instant, Esdeath's eyes glazed over, and she passed out.
She couldn't handle it after just one time? But indeed—although he wasn't idle outside, he had his basic stats. Esdeath being able to achieve this level was already very strong.
Placing her on the bed, Akira opened the selection interface for his followers.
He first pulled Fubuki over.
At this moment, Fubuki had already returned home and was soaking in the bathtub. The next second, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar environment.
"Huh? Mr. Akira? What—what's going on?"
Looking at the glistening water droplets on Fubuki's skin, Akira felt a renewed interest. So he leaned forward and lifted Fubuki's chin.
Today, Fubuki had already witnessed Akira's power twice in a row. With just this one action, her body had already started to get excited on its own. Her small hands began to be restless, already showing the self-awareness of an experienced hand.
However, Akira pointed to Esdeath on the bed and said, "First, help her recover, and then we can proceed to the next step."
"Mhm."
Fubuki turned around and looked at Esdeath on the bed. She couldn't help but sigh in admiration. What a beauty. With a body like this, it was no wonder Akira had been so rough with her.
Although she still hadn't figured out what was going on, Fubuki still listened to Akira and used her superpower to heal Esdeath.
Suddenly, Fubuki felt herself being attacked. Her movements immediately stiffened.
"Really, Mr. Akira. Since you want to be like this, then contribute some of your strength."
Akira suddenly felt himself being tightly sucked in. Some power flowed through Fubuki's body and into Esdeath. Esdeath, who had been completely drained and whose bodily functions were affected, quickly recovered. Even her faded skin became clear and translucent. Like a sleeping beauty, Esdeath slept very soundly.
But Fubuki, on the other hand, was having a tough time. She was pressed down and stir-fried for an hour.
However, Akira still had a sense of proportion and did not continue to waste time.
Two hours later, half of the anti-addiction hourglass's markings had disappeared. So, one marking on the hourglass here was equivalent to four hours. When all the markings were consumed, a full day had passed. Six markings for one day—Akira felt it was a bit not worth it.
After all, there were no rewards for capture here. And even when he did it with Fubuki, there were no basic rewards. This gave him a feeling of being upside down. This was reality—the real world he lived in now was the game.
He glanced at Esdeath's 90% capture progress. Akira slapped her awake. It was this slap that made Esdeath's progress soar to 100%.
[Spirit +15]
[Character "Esdeath" progress reached 100%. Reward: Spirit +20]
[Congratulations to the player for being the first to break 300 points in the Spirit panel, unlocking the trophy [Far Ahead]. When the player has an advantage in "combat," damage increases by 30% (adaptive).]
[Congratulations to the player for completing the first capture in the fourth chapter, unlocking the skill [Protect the Master]. You can summon objects set as your followers in any world.
With thirty-five points of Spirit, Akira's current Spirit panel had reached 319. It was more than 110 points higher than the lowest item—Endurance 207. It could be considered Far Ahead. And this skill was also a two-way skill, capable of both combat and "combat." But it was clearly not as practical as amplifying the senses.
And the latter one was amazing. It meant that if Akira set Esdeath as a follower, he could pull Esdeath from the Eroge into reality. Plus, when he left this world, the entire world would enter a state of stagnation. It would not delay his capture of the Akame ga Kill world at all.
"My dear, did you wake me up?"
Esdeath's body had fully recovered, without any trace of fatigue. On the other hand, Fubuki next to her was still covered in sweat.
"Mhm. I want to know—besides Imperial Arms that can grant extraordinary power, are there any hidden methods that allow people to cultivate? For example, magic, magic, and more magic."
Akira's words were clear enough, but if there wasn't any, Esdeath couldn't conjure it up.
"Alright, this is a bit of a headache. In other words, besides being able to cultivate combat power beyond ordinary people here, one can only obtain special abilities through Imperial Arms. But Imperial Arms are not good things."
Looking at the tattoo on Esdeath's chest, Akira felt a deep sense of powerlessness. In terms of ordinary people's strength enhancement, the One-Punch Man world was much higher than this place. Bang, Atomic Samurai, Superalloy Darkshine—many heroes achieved their current results by practicing and continuously improving their physical fitness.
"My dear, you know so much."
Esdeath got up and crawled next to Akira, as docile as a puppy.
Fubuki next to her was very surprised. She had already realized that this place didn't seem to be the world she lived in.
"Mr. Akira, what exactly is this…"
Before she finished speaking, Akira picked up a nearby military flag and threw it over.
"This is a game that is 100% simulated reality. We are now the God of War Army, and we are here to bring light to this world."
"But—but I was clearly taking a bath in the bathtub just now."
Fubuki naturally believed Akira's words, but this was too contrary to common sense. Even when she first appeared here, she still had water marks on her body, and now she was wearing the clothes Akira gave her. Those clothes were very… artistic. Magical Girl. But this world didn't seem to have the profession of a magician.
And, what was the situation with this woman, a local native? Hey, hey, hey~! She was clearly subdued by Mr. Akira. This is a game world? She had to imagine a very big hole to trick herself into believing it.
"You just need to know that this is a game."
Akira only answered this one sentence, then took out two decent sets of clothes for the two of them to change into.
Fubuki didn't ask any more questions; she only knew that this was a game. This was not Bewitch Heart or Cognitive Distortion, but because of Akira, she chose not to ask any more questions.
"Alright, now that our God of War Army has three people, we can rebel."
"Rebel?"
Fubuki stood still, looking bewildered.
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