Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 854 : Not for me [1/2]

Currently there was only three ways for me to power up. The first was to Ascend. The 2nd was to draw the power of my girls into {Limitless}. And third was to improve the power of my weapons.

I have long decided to not Ascend haphazardly. The ability to create a new {fate} when I was overwhelmed was something I wanted to keep as a trump card. I already had a near infinite supply of souls from my aggressive farming tendencies.

The 2nd was naturally to gain the improve abilities of my girls. As they were part of my power, each time they grew stronger I did too. Although I did feel a bit guilty that they were my level wasn't keeping up with them.

As demonstrated by my recent duel with the Sirens, version 4 of {Limitless} was OP! Combined with {Day by Day} and [Maestro] I was able to fight like an entire squad of Reapers. Even against all seven of the girls, I somehow triumphed.

If I was against a real enemy, I would be extremely more effective. [Executioner] and [Ninja] in particular would be more vicious. But while I was dueling the girls I also noticed the glaring weaknesses of my battle style.

For one, I was extremely hardware dependent. While I did get my bullets enhanced by {fates}, Sacreds and soon Fakers. There were plenty of times I felt bigger guns would be better. As I fought stronger and stronger enemies, the need for them would naturally rise.

Small arms wise, what I had was near peak. What I lacked greatly was naturally those beyond that. The Ripsaw and the TRX Razorback were excellent products. But they were in fact still unmanned robotic weapon platforms.

When Bella and I fought one another, she purposely chose to put her brainpower in overwhelming firepower. According to Bella {Replicate} could create a vehicle every four hours. That means she could six new platforms in a day.

I naturally asked the details as she rested. As I had near infinite stamina, I asked while I enjoyed myself. I loved playing with her nude body as she was weak from overexertion.

While I was busy licking the glistening sweat off her marvelous goods she explained.

"Haha, Honey that tickles! Hmm, it just made sense you know? {Replicate} can copy one thing so why waste it on a Ripsaw? The Challengers were the obvious choice. Although I needed to worry about the teams to put in them, they were still the best option"

Rather than use them to create Ripsaws, my girl chose the Challengers. This was why when we pitted our armies against each other, my two Ripsaws were absolutely butchered. She fielded over twelve Challengers that demolished the landscape.

It was only because I had over a hundred Switchblades that I somehow managed to win. If Bella had suitable anti air weapons, I would have been fucked. And that was not all. The Mangustas and the CAESARs were naturally just as potent.

'The former allowed me to overwhelm even Specters while the later were more mobile than the M777s. Self-propelled Howitzers naturally beat those that needed to be towed.'

I didn't mean to racist but compared to the Mangustas I preferred Apaches. And compared to the CAESARs I prefer the M109 Paladins. And anyone who knew me would know that I absolutely worship the M1 Abrams.

It wasn't being picky. America was just a veteran in wars. While most countries stopped fighting when they achieved peace, only the great US of A didn't. We even went to other continents just to pick fights. Some even believe we create the wars we fight ourselves.

But while the reasons and conspiracies might be true, it didn't actually matter. What anyone and everyone knew as fact was that America knew how to fight. And because we did, my country was not some paper tiger. When we join a war, we mean business.

Frankly, if you gave me access to America's military hardware, forget Antarctica I could blow the shit out of even Hellsgate. The only problem previous generations of Reapers had was how to get the damn things to hell and how to form a supply line.

With Lilly's {fates} being available to us, both problems could be addressed. And with Bella while the rest of the world was still trying to figure out AI, ours would dominate. Basically, if America just gave me the hardware, I could take care of the Hellsgate.

But therein lies the problem. For reasons I could not comprehend, David made a rule where I could not buy or ask for military hardware. Which was absolute bullshit giving the amount of crap America did in the sun.

"Give me an exception."

"To what?" Zach asked confused.

"Give me an exception to the rule of buying American weapons by the US Military."

"…"

Zach's hesitation didn't make any sense. Did they really think they keep things secret from me? I had Bella, I could hack the pentagon if I wanted too. In fact, we could just steal the gear if we wanted. But as I know that America needs them, I opted to play nice.

"Come on Zach, you really think I need your permission? I was live and born in this country. America might be a shit hole but it's my shit hole. If you are thinking I would betray her for another country…"

"No, that's not it…"

"Then what? I will pay for them. Even twice what they are actually worth. And it's not like I am getting them for fun. They are beasts of war; I intend to use them. Have you heard my most recent announcement?" I added as a knock came to the door.

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"Mr. Limitless, this is Nathan. I have your food ready. Shall I leave it here or…"

"No, bring it in Nathan."

The door quickly opened, and Nathan quickly wheeled in a trolley with a gorgeous spread. It had everything you would want in a breakfast. There was even deserts and fruits by the side. I stood up and moved towards the food cart.

"Perfect. Thank you."

I turned to Zach and gestured him to join me. It seemed like he was still surprised, I decided to eat as we were discussing.

"There is enough for two. I'm sure you are hungry, come join me. Its not like you are going anywhere anyway."

"This bastard…"

It was something I naturally learned from the girls. Giving your attention to some shows them respect. The quickest way to belittle someone without cursing them was to treat them like an afterthought.

Rather than make my actions all revolve around Zach, I would carry about my day to day to show him how little he means to me. Thus, he either needed to swallow his pride and play nice giving me the upper hand or curse and storm out.

'Of course, such things could backfire, and this fucker could pull out his axe and cleave me in two. But the things I bring are far too important for him to entertain such an idea.'

Wordlessly Zach, stood up and joined me. As he didn't leave once again the dynamics of this discussion were set. He needed me more than I needed him. And he knew it. Satisfied I turned to Nathan and gave him my next order.

"Nathan, stand outside till I call for you. My secretary will call for you if my wives need anything. After we leave this building report to my home and serve my family."

"Yes! Mr. Limitless! Then please just call for me if you need anything!" he replied clearly ecstatic.

'Exa, mind telling the security detail of my family about Nathan?'

[Yes, my lord. I will ensure that there will be no issues.]

I took some food and moved to my table. Eggs, bacon, sausages, toast and a stack of pancakes. I made sure to pour thick syrup on my pancakes and got a packet of butter. I also got a cup of black coffee and mixed in some sugar and creamers.

Unlike the heavy spread on my plate, Zach took a couple of sunny side up eggs and a slice of toast. He also got a cup of black coffee from the dispenser but didn't put anything else on it.

Curious why that was all he took I began to eat. One thing I noticed was how my girls and I began to eat more the higher we ascended. I initially thought that just came pack in parcel with our life, but it seemed like that wasn't the case.