Marvel: Start with Limitless Techniqe

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After taking a deep breath, I was about to start to catch up when I realized that I couldn't focus even if I wanted to. Meanwhile, I thought that Howard might blow himself up during an experiment. I also decided that I needed to clear up a misunderstanding with him about his salary, so I got out of bed.

When I left the room and looked over the railing, I saw the entrance to a large and magnificent house. After a few glances, I realized that this was one of Howard's houses shown in the series Agent Carter.

According to the show, there must have been a vault in the basement where Howard kept his inventions that nobody was supposed to get their hands on.

On my way downstairs, a female maid warned me that I had no clothes on except for my pants. After looking at my abs for a few seconds, I decided that nothing was wrong and asked the maid to bring me my clothes and found the stairs to the basement.

When I found the room shown in the TV series, I realized that it was a huge laboratory, unlike the version in the TV series. I stopped thinking about it, considering that the TV series was set two and a half years later, and called Howard.

After a while I found Howard behind some test tubes making out with an Asian girl in a white coat.

"Ahem ahem."

Howard and the girl heard my coughing and they immediately moved apart and looked at me. Howard pointed to the girl and introduced her to me as if nothing had happened, and luckily she was the one who had been brought in to be my personal doctor.

"By the way, Michael, you know you're still getting steam coming out of your mouth, right?"

"Yes. I'm too tired to walk without my special breathing technique."

"You know what technique is, don't you? I mean, it's not talent, it's technique. Is it something that everyone can learn?"

"Let's talk about this when we're alone."

"Oh don't worry, she's a very good doctor. There is such a thing as an aristocratic oath."

As Howard said these words he suddenly grabbed her ass and squeezed it.

"First of all, I don't trust anyone easily. Secondly, don't play with your explosive toys when I'm not around because I don't want you to die while I'm protecting you. Thirdly, I hope you didn't have sex in my room while I was unconscious."

I didn't want to hear an answer from Howard to my last sentence that I didn't want, so I didn't wait for his answer, I turned around and went to my room.

--------- 20 hours later

I took a break from the general cultivation technique, stood up and jumped around the room a few times. Now I am almost sure that the general cultivation technique is contributing to my health.

At least it helps my body to replace the missing blood.

Now that I have managed to overcome all the problems with my health, I have time for the main thing. Limitless technique...

I sat on my bed in a cross-legged position, a position I've gotten used to lately, took a deep breath and imagined a blackboard in front of me. Now all I have to do is divide the number 1 by two to get to zero and then I'll move on to the main part where I'll figure out how to impose the state of being empty on a space.

Even though I know that it is technically impossible to get zero by dividing one by two, according to the information in my head, I shouldn't stop until I hate it.

Thanks to my extraordinary memory, even though I was working on an imaginary blackboard, a real blackboard was going smoothly.

The first ten minutes were quite interesting due to my natural interest in math and I had already reached the number 0,0000009536740625. I had already reached zero in six digits beyond zero.

I continued this process for what I estimate to be about an hour. Of course, while I was doing the division, my mind was mostly focused on thinking about what I could do with the unlimited technique. in the meantime, in my imagination, I thought that my hand had left the blackboard, so I took a few steps back and looked at the blackboard.

0,0000000000000008881784197001252. I was able to get to a number that big, I mean that small, and now the blackboard couldn't even hold all the numbers and I started using two blackboards.

And suddenly I remembered that when I first started dividing, the blackboard didn't have lengths or even a shape. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was because of me. at first I could do the operations easily because I was only thinking of numbers.

After hitting my head twice with the back of my fist, I took a deep breath and stopped thinking about the blackboard in front of me and started doing the operations again.
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I have no idea how much time has passed...

I finished the last piece of chalk I had and after trying every color of chalk, I was happy to realize that the color I enjoyed writing with the most was red.

I've been waiting for all my other chalks to run out before replacing the chalks in my imagination so I can avoid the clutter a bit.

I get up from the chalkboard where I sit on the floor leaning on my feet and approach the window of the classroom I am in. I want to immortalize this moment I have been waiting for a long time and take a break. Oh right, I shouldn't take a break.

After looking out the window and watching the city I was in dance with the planets around it as it moved freely in space, I returned to my seat.

As usual, before starting a new division, I glanced at my last result on the blackboard.