No matter how powerful a program is, it needs very powerful iron to work, a similar case here. Only the hardware Wells created is actually superior to what humanity has at this time. But, it doesn't matter, I'll definitely find the right hardware, but for now, this will suffice. AI is AI because it can evolve, so it's possible to make a powerful mind out of it, especially if I can get my hands on Kryptonian technology. If everything goes right, it will far surpass the original and I can make a whole new mind based on Gideon....
Well, Gideon wasn't important now, it was my timely hunger. Five hours ago, it had finally started, though it was much weaker than before, but I was still hungry. The funny thing is, I was actually kind of relieved. It was a strange thing to admit, but it was definitely something I'd missed, like it was an important part of my being....
Remembering the taste of meat, although I realized that it tasted terrible, but the feeling you get in the process is absolutely incomparable to the water from the Lazarus Pit. Even the feeling of cutting up the prey, much less hunting it, is completely inexpressible. I'm starting to forget what it feels like.....
Thinking back to the day when I first tasted flesh, and when I killed and ate it myself, I felt so strange now. I've definitely changed, I've become colder and a little more ruthless, and I used to be sick of the horrible taste of flesh. But eating meat and cutting up corpses, it's become part of my nature.
To ordinary people, I probably look like some kind of maniac or vile creature... Changed by circumstances, I guess that's what would happen to anyone... What difference does it make? I have no regrets and certainly no resentment. On the contrary, this life is just right for me. It's like I was made for it, even my past life is irrelevant and looks dull and meaningless. It's as if I was born to become Hunger.
Hmm, but here's what I don't understand, it's been over a week and I only feel like eating now. Of course that's a record, but what bothers me is that I don't even know the reason for this change. Even though I'm assuming it's about solar energy, I can't be sure yet. Although, maybe it's about releasing toxins or strengthening the body as a whole.....
Well, if it's really true, there's only one way to check... I'll have a new Kryptonian feast very soon, and I'll finally meet Kara, and maybe I'll feel better, I'm tired of all this, I'll finish it all and get out of here.
But before I could eat good powers, I had to satisfy my appetite first. I had plans for the Kryptonian powers, and I wondered what would happen after I ate them. Could I even reach one hundred percent of Supergirl's or Superman's strength, or would I ever surpass them by eating a few of their kind? Still, these aren't meta humans, Kryptonians aren't unique and can be better buffed.
Anyway, I'll check it out soon, it should start tomorrow. In the meantime.
Turning my head, I immediately moved through the wall of a building, to the roof of another. What was the benefit of settling in this neighborhood was that there were a lot of criminals. I still stuck to some principles and didn't kill innocents. Although, if it was something too important, one might consider it..... There's still a remnant of conscience somewhere, and I don't really want to stir it up. So I'm gonna continue my diet.
About two hours ago, I tracked down a couple of bastards by ear. I'm not saying they're the kind of bad guys who deserve to die. But I don't really care, if you're beating and stealing people and pushing dope, that's basically enough to be my food. Looking for worse garbage than this was, frankly, lazy. And it's not like they're doing it out of necessity and hard living. They're acting like true scumbags, and that's good enough for me. If I only looked for the worst of them, I'd starve to death.
Having easily tracked them down, I didn't plan on cutting them down and then dragging and butchering them. I wanted to do it the old-fashioned way, a good old-fashioned hunt. I'd only done it a few times in the past, but the feeling was still there. Of course, I usually disposed of the corpses, but there was no need for that today....
Standing on the roof, I had a good view of the two men. One was a typical junkie, pale skin, a little nervous. The other one seemed to be taking a lot less, maybe not a junkie at all. Maybe he's just new to the business. The guy looked pretty healthy. In fact, he was the size of a closet. He's probably the one who starts the beating. He was pretty big, though he wore a big sweatshirt like his buddy. He was also armed, unlike his friend, with a small knife. This guy had brass knuckles and a gun, which probably helped their case. Well, a drug dealer without a gun wouldn't be a very smart dealer....
"Hmm, the smell of gunpowder... It's been a while since I've heard the pleasant sounds of gunfire" I smiled and continued to watch the two. Hmm, maybe the pale-faced one is practicing and the dark-skinned one is teaching him?
When they had sold another dose, the tall one turned to his petty friend and said:
«Well, Sam, this is how I live my life. Money don't make itself. If you quit your shit and take my offer, I'll talk to the boss and they'll take you in. So quit that shit and go to the gym. You've seen it, these assholes don't like to pay and only assholes rely on guns. Sometimes. - smacking his fist in his palm, the guy said with a smirk: - Gotta show bitches where they belong.....
Appearing behind the guy's back, I grinned:
«Well, you might need a gun today.....
«Who!!! - Turning around sharply, the guy immediately saw me and bounced away, growling:
«How'd you get in here, bitch?
At this question, I only smiled, and then a loud wheeze was heard:
«xxxx.... - The guy turned around sharply and saw his white friend with blood spurting from his throat, pouring all over the ground.
«W-what-- What the hell?! - The boy recoiled in fear and kept his gaze on his bleeding friend.
«It could have been you, but as it happens, I don't like junkie flesh. And he wouldn't have lasted long, but you... - I said, grinning merrily: - I suggest you run, and as fast as you can....
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