More personal upgrades

Walter moves down the hallways towards the commanders quarter the guards, looking him over carefully before approaching the door.

The 2 polearms cross blocking his path forwards, Walter lifting the badge he was given. "Ah excuse me, his imperial majesty gave me this."

They look at it. Stepping aside. He opens the door. The royal guard captain just sitting there looking over something.

Looking at Walter entering, his aura crashes down on Walter, the badge glowing before gleaming. "The lord has new orders for the Royal guard."

He suppresses his aura. The sheet passed over to. He reads over it. "Very well, apologizes head butler, Walter. We will allow entry to the domes and barns."

He opens the radio, connecting with every royal guard, informing them of the new orders. They all move there, polearms slamming them on the ground.

and merely standing there, the numbers increasing slowly, the training of Royal guards beyond summoning them.

The process of expansive training extreme. in the mountain tops only 1 out of 500 surviving the regiment after summoning even those determined by will sometimes fail the test ahead.

having finished his burger, Akiyama smiles licking his lips and fingers "got damn their better than a juicy burger from a good fast food place."

He sets them all down, finishes his paperwork with ease before scrolling through the enormous amount of recruitment orders. the Treasury filled with the items from the chest collected. too many descriptions to read through, even in a hundred chapters.

He sighs, buying an even better upgrade of serum. A deep violet purple. Filling the syringe. He sticks it in his neck, pushing down the plug.

The liquid pours into his system, rushing through it as all his veins glow up. violet. An overwhelming Extasy filling over him.

He opens his eyes, looking at his options every 1 of his abilities but Devourer present. [Spectral lord.] [Engineering] [mathematic] [Acids Master] [Elemental contractor] [Conceptual construction] [Pop spawn] [Imperial rule]

He looks at them all. '𝑨𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒙𝒆𝒅?' he looks over them '𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡'

He thinks again. Just wanting to touch up acid master but now having so many. Options, he presses the elemental contractor only originally being able to contract 1 thing.

[ Elemental contractor] it scans for possibility [ ∞ Elemental contractor] [Over-run] [Living factory] Skills have been generated [banishment has been generated.]

His eyes widen. "What the" he buys another 1 wanting to see another result. He goes his arm, stops something holding it in place.

[You may not take 2 injections of any Upgrade serum 1 after the other. You must leave at least 4 months between them recommendation of 1 year.]

another notification sounds [transferring leftover upgrade serum into body increasing physical limiters and power]

His eyes widen, his heart practically bursting. "URGH!" he falls back in his chair trembling, the pulsating purplish glow enveloping him.

His muscle tearing and reforming. His organs even brain following as I.R.T Form within his body. Shift and contort, changing, strengthening.

The hue slowly vanishing, his pants on the chair pulling out the upgrade liquid. nothing stopping him as he injects it again.

Selecting [Acid master] like he planned the liquid focus on that ability split like before [Serqekinesis] he stare his body being strengthened again. The feeling somewhat addictive. Stopping himself, he listens to the warning.

Looking over his abilities. And now his characteristics, the abilities gain being somewhat insane when used in tandem with the other abilities he has. Clenching his fist.

Walter walks in and retrieves the empty. Try something off about the Lord, but he ignores it. Leaving the room. Akiyama scans over his new I.R.T.

[I.R.T 1: Superior body. Your physical prowess surpasses the boundary of humanity and its pinnacle.]

[I.R.T 2: High specs. Your brain exceeds the limit regulated by the brain itself. No longer being limited to be here 10% over the duration of an entire day.]

[I.R.T 3: Uncanny agility. Your speed is beyond the limits of the human body's regular Inertia capacity. You can exceed a top speed of 200KM/P Within seconds.]

[I.R.T 4: indescribable endurance. Your capacity for damage. A human body can take. requiring upwards of a 460mm shell impact to inflict damage,]

[I.R.T 5: vessel conditions. your Conditions as a Cabalist have reached the Peak. and can now influence the boundary of reality without a vessel's assistance.]

he stares "holy Crap this is ridiculous if I had this I would've wiped the floor with that thing but I also wouldn't have figured out the conditions for a T9s evolution to T10 status"

Getting up, he walks towards the training ground, wanting to test them more than anything else. He enters the 1 not dedicated to food. Production.

The room upgrade to moving targets. And capable of moving. The new target also able to fight back in pattern that change every minute."

Looking at his skills, he tries living factory. "Kinda useless now but still powerful." the description stating its purpose.

[Living factory: you can summon objects, weapons and items from your body as well as merge into the surrounding environment to enhance or increase the production size. Capable of making constructs.]

Using the second portion of it, he merges into the environment. Using its mass in place of his own as large mechanical tank like strucutres form around his half merged body..

Melding pieces together an entire living tank is formed either side of him. Taking the shape of the Leopard 2. supposed most effective tank in his memory.

The 2 tanks lock their targets. Firing a shell, it booms through the air. Slamming into the dummy, unable to dodge blowing it apart.

"ah I see" separating from the ground he makes guns from himself. "It takes portions of my Mass when I'm not merged with the ground."

He looks at his other ability [∞ Elemental contractor.] reading the description, his eyes widen. "capable of contracting an Infinite number of Elementals of any type. With little thought."

He narrows his eyes. "If I merge the tanks with low-class fire spirit, would they have Infinite Ammo and fuel since they run off a fusion reactor with a miniature Sun in them according to the specs I gave them?"