Getting A System In A Modern World

After dropping Kim and without wasting even a millisecond, Silas bolted back into the building.

Saving 30 people in 30 seconds, things has never been more difficult. He was able to successfully save his dad and Kim in less than 3 minutes but it wasn't without consequences.

Blood was constantly dripping from different cuts of varying sizes in his body—staining his clothed red. He could barely feel his body, especially his legs that were about to give out.

He was struggling to keep his eyes open and his breath were so shallow that he was even barely breathing. His thoughts were starting to become a mess and his almost non-existent stamina, and the consistent loud pounding in his ear didn't help matters.

His Regeneration superpower was doing the best it could to heal his body but due to him constantly accumulating more injuries, Silas' body still remained the same.

Silas has pushed his body past even what the previous him could achieve. It was actually a miracle that he's still alive and standing on his feet.

The pressure on Silas right now is beyond immense. Saving 30 people in 30 seconds has the same difficulty level as running a total of 40 miles to save his family.

As someone who's responsible for their current ordeal, Silas knew that he has to save them. There was no other way around hit.

The current situation would had been avoided if he has done what needed to be done when he had the opportunity. But he didn't and that's the reason he's where he is right now.

Even though his body was screaming at him to take a rest, to just close his eyes and sleep, Silas knew just how impossible that is.

As he ran towards the building, Silas saw the 25 employees of the company gathered at a single point by the armed men before they planted the bomb, and left. This confirmed the information that Luna gave him.

Silas was extremely happy when he saw this. If he could, he would had breathed a sigh of relief but with the force of the wind rushing against his face that was beyond impossible. The gathering of everyone at a single point would make things easier for him.

He also felt extremely lucky there was no beta testing today or it would be him doing the impossible of trying to save 130 people in 30 seconds, and ultimately failing.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his thoughts sharpened as he quickly used the Gear to simulated the best way to go about saving everyone.

In less than a second, he was done with his simulation and he looked at his employee who were still trying to make out the blue streaking towards them.

This was due to the perceptual dilation and his brain processing speed. Due to him moving at such extreme speed, the world around him seemed to have slowed, almost halting completely but this was from his perception.

For others, a blur has been shooting through the streets and sky of San Francisco, and San Jose.

Silas blistered into the building and rushed towards his employee, grabbed two of them at once, and rushed back outside.

Outside and a safe distance away from the building, Silas dropped the two workers and bolted back into building to save the rest.

The same pattern continued with Silas saving two people at a time and rushing back in to save more. This continued for a while and he has been able to save 18 of them, with 12 remaining.

He was just about to rush back into the building when his eyes widened as he saw his life flashed before him. He saw himself starting to lose consciousness and falling to the ground.

His body was already giving out. Something he knew would happen but didn't expect it to happen so soon.

"No! Not now! Just a little bit more!" He shouted as he bit his lips hard, causing a sharp pain to course through his body and drawing blood in the process.

The pain woke him up, anchoring his consciousness and allowing to continue moving. This was the only that Silas could keep himself awake.

He can't lose consciousness because he's fully aware of what will happen if he does. He still has 12 more people to save and 17 seconds to do so.

Silas knew that after this, he would very likely be bedridden for days but that's something he doesn't want to think about.

Without wasting the very precious time he barely has, Silas rushed back into the building and grabbed another set of two workers, and rushed back out.

Silas notices that his speed had already slowed greatly by almost half and it refuses to increase no matter how much he tries to increase it.

This was due to him slowly starting to lose control of the air current around him. The intensity of the wind was as it was before and with every passing second, it reduces even further.

Silas has already saved all 25 of his employees and 4 of the security guards, leaving just one more person that he has to save and he has barely 3 seconds to do so.

His body at the point no longer looked human. His face has turned very pale due to his constant lose of blood. There was a loud and disorienting ringing in his head, coupled with the relentless loud pounding in his ear. All these made his head fuzzy, his eyes extremely unfocused and his vision vision doubled.

Silas' legs had already turned extremely numb to the point that he can't even feel them anymore. At this point, they are more like mechanical limbs that moves because he wills it to.

He couldn't feel himself breathing anymore and his blood oxygen level had dropped so much. He was close to suffocating but he was barely holding on.

With his speed greatly reduced even more compared to before, he rushed back into the building and went to grab the last security, and the last person to be saved.

Just when he was about to get to him, Silas lost control of his legs and stumbled to the ground. He fell face flat to the ground, hitting the nose and sustaining very severe injuries.

*Cough* Silas coughed out a mouthful of blood as he pushed his body to stand up from the ground, but it refused to listen to him as he was already losing conscienceness.

Silas noticed this and bit his lips but he felt nothing. No pain, not even the feeling of anything touching it. His lips has become extremely numb due to him constantly biting it to anchor his conscienceness.

"Just one more!" Silas shouted in an extremely hoarse voice as he forced himself to stand up.

Slowly, Silas was finally able to push himself from the ground. He rushed towards the position of the security guard and grabbed him.

Just when he was about to rush back out of the building, a loud explosion that rattled the building to its foundation was heard.

The ground below them quaked and their centre of gravity started to shift slowly, and they started calling.

Silas looked to his side and saw some building debris that were alongside, and above them. He already knew what would happen if the broken parts of building were to fall on him; It meant certain death!

Silas gritted his teeth as he mustered up the last the last bit of strength he could and immediately rushed out, carrying the security guard with him.

He saw a broken window and jumped from it. Luckily the jump wasn't high as it was from the third floor but with Silas' current condition, the jump is more than enough to kill him.

He used the last bit of control he had over the air current around him and shot it at the ground, creating a cushion for him, and the security guard.

As they hit the ground, Silas felt his body give out completely. The adrenaline that had kept him going was gone, leaving him feeling every ounce of pain and exhaustion he'd been ignoring.

His vision was blurring, but he forced himself to sit up, barely able to make out the faces of his employees, all of whom he'd managed to save. They were huddled together, some in shock, others in tears, but they were alive.

A sigh escaped his cracked lips, a mix of relief and agony. But as his breathing slowed, the full weight of what he'd endured started crashing down on him.

Every muscle felt shredded, every nerve flaring with a pain so intense it was numbing. His hands were shaking uncontrollably, blood streaking down his arms and staining the ground beneath him. Yet even now, he wouldn't let himself rest. There was one more thing he had to do.

"Luna…" Silas managed to rasp, his voice barely a whisper.

{I'm here, Master.} Luna's voice was steady, but he could hear the tension underneath. {Alex is safe. The surgery was successful. He's stable now. I have him in my care. I have arranged things for him. I will be on my way to you now.}

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Silas's lips. Alex was safe—that was all he needed to know.

Silas blinked, struggling to keep his focus. He was still clinging to consciousness, but just barely. The events of the day felt surreal, like a twisted fever dream, but he knew it was real. He could feel it in every shattered bone, every bruised muscle, every labored breath.

A tired smile bloomed on his face as he thought if his feat of achieving the impossible.

"This isn't so bad." Silas said before allowing himself to lose consciousness.

Luna would soon arrive and take care of everything that's need to be taken care of.