NABC Chapter 181: | 181 | Sensitivity Control
Chapter 181: | 181 | Sensitivity Control
Somewhere in the eastern grassland of the island of Crescere, the fleet admiral stood alone in the middle of a vast flatland, maintaining a serious stance. Surrounding him were dozens of specialists preparing their measuring equipment while beside him was Laplace.
It has been a day since his returned to the Port of Dawn and as the fleet admiral of the United Navy. Things have been complicated the moment he got back, his strength gave him more trouble than what he had previously expected.
"What did I say about you not knowing your strength?" Laplace uttered with a smirk plastered on her face. She had heard about her lover breaking doorknobs and doors while also accidently blowing up walls with a simple gesture. It was quite a hectic affair.
"I had thought that acting normal and pretending I was an average human would not cause problems to my surroundings. It seems that I overestimated the control of my mind over my body." Abraham remarked, glancing at his own bulging yet firm arms.
Now that the previously excitement of acquiring such power had faded in his mind. Reality dawned upon as he would never be normal like before. He would live his entire life holding his body back from accidently destroying the fragile objects around it.
"That is the price of power, my Abraham. But rest assured, it shouldn't take long before you adjust your sensitivity in regards to your strength." Laplace gave him a beaming smile while giving him some confidence in regards to his ability to accept such power.
'I know your talent the most. Adapting is your best skill.' Her beaming smile slightly became a lewd one after remembering the night when Abraham adapted to the intensity of their nightly adventures. If she couldn't exhaust him down to his core, he would adapt in a few seconds.
Quite a formidable enemy indeed.
"While I appreciate your words, why do I feel like there's something amiss about them?" Abraham raised his eyebrows, noticing the strange facial expression of the dragoness. That lewd smile was extremely noticeable for the current him.
"It's a woman's secret." Laplace pouted and stepped back, maintaining a grin on her face. "At any rate, the testing is about to begin. We have to find your limits so that we can know how much sensitivity is needed when adjusting your strength."
"I don't remember you doing this kind of testing, Laplace?" Abraham furrowed his eyebrows since despite having more power than him. Laplace never went into some kind of testing. However, her response made him even more annoyed. "That's because I'm good at controlling my body."
"I'm sure you already know it, right? After all, I gave you a first-hand experience." Her following words made the cheeks of the fleet admiral become slightly tint in crimson red. He remembered her muscle control, which made it seem like his rod was being swallowed.
'I have to be careful.' With this in mind, Abraham decided to take the sensitivity testing seriously. He didn't want the accidents inside his mind to actually happened. So, he had to take no chances in controlling his strength. It was a responsibility that needed to be done as fast as possible.
"I have to continue." He carefully placed the tank back onto the ground and made sure that it wasn't damaged. He observed it with scrutiny, investigating it for any dents. Thankfully, the Abrams didn't have any dents.
After confirming that the status of the tank was good, Abraham turned his attention to the final weight that was brought over by the specialists. It was a strange-looking haul truck that was called BelAZ 75710. The truck was supposed to be in the quarry of the northern plateau.
The specialists brought it to the eastern grassland to assist the testing of the fleet admiral. They had previously thought that there would be no need for the truck. But it appears that they were wrong. They needed more than the truck as the strength of the fleet admiral appeared to be limitless.
Abraham stood in front of the haul truck and soon walked under it. Seconds passed and the haul truck was lifted from the ground. It was over a hundred tons in terms of weight. A normal man would have been crushed a thousand times over under such a weight.
Nonetheless, he carried it with ease and it felt the same as the ones before it. It felt like he was carrying a single feather, which made him a bit irritated as his strength was making it harder for him by the moment.
'Let's not get ourselves arrogant, Abraham. I should be thankful with this strength. I will be able to hold my own against the Magus, perhaps even crush them with ease.' Abraham took a deep breath and calmed himself down. To be annoyed by limitless strength was foolish, so he controlled himself.
Meanwhile, Laplace had a completely different reaction from the confused yet determined Abraham. On her face was a smile, a maddened one from the realization that her lover had become something more. His strength had gone farther than ever before.
And for some reason, it excited her. She had always been a dragon, an arrogant one. Even though she seeks the equality of life, her bloodline would always deem it necessary to see others as cattle. It was a flaw engraved to her very being, even if she had evolved in some way.
Laplace loved Abraham in the depths of her heart. Imagining him standing beside her, caring for her until the end of time, gave her satisfaction that goes beyond the bounds of her nature. It was because of this, her crazed smile emerged.
After all, Abraham had grown stronger and in his current state. Perhaps, it wouldn't take long until the two of them would be there throughout the upcoming millennium of the world. Maybe until its very end. But the future was brimming with challenges, troubles that might cost them their life.
'However... With Abraham beside me, I feel that I can rule the world.'