My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 461: James Returned

The bystander glanced at him and noticed a strikingly attractive youth in tattered garments standing in front of him. Though the attire was ragged and dirtied, it somehow amplified his eerie, captivating allure.

"Are you new here in the city?" the fellow inquired.

"Yes," Ethan confirmed with a nod.

"That makes sense. Just a year back, this city wasn't anywhere near this calm. But as soon as the new mayor assumed office, everything transformed. The cops began acting right. Every issue plaguing the city got resolved within two months. It turned simple for folks like us to follow the rules. Those who didn't faced immediate consequences. And look at how serene it all is now."

Reverence shone in the man's gaze as he spoke, his tone infused with heartfelt appreciation.

"Sounds impressive. The mayor must be quite the remarkable figure," Ethan commended.

The bystander nodded with enthusiasm.

"Thanks. Enjoy your day," Ethan replied, bidding the man farewell.

"So such a figure exists," Ethan mused while continuing his stroll. "Is he truly the hero this guy described, or is there a deeper story? If he's a hero, he must possess a formidable support system to turn this chaotic city spotless in just one year."

Soon enough, he made his way back to the slum area. He required details on the mayor, and another idea had struck him—one that promised substantial earnings and could evolve into a lawful enterprise.

"Yumiko, what are the world's most severe untreatable illnesses at present?" he whispered inwardly. "And do the essential components exist globally to produce medications for curing those ailments?"

[Yes, master. All required ingredients are available. Humans simply haven't discovered the formulas yet. Do you wish to develop some medications?]

"Yes, that sounds perfect. Provide the formulas."

[Understood, master.]

Before long, Ethan obtained approximately thirty-five formulas for remedies capable of addressing thirty-five afflictions tormenting humankind today.

The formulas included various plants, minerals, and certain organic elements derived from specific creatures, birds, or sea life.

Ethan examined all the details, memorizing the formulas thoroughly, before summoning Drek.

"Sir, did you summon me?" Drek inquired courteously upon reaching the spot.

"Indeed. Examine these components. Can you arrange to acquire them?" Ethan passed him a sheet of paper.

Drek accepted the sheet and stared at it vacantly. Apart from a couple of items, the rest were completely unfamiliar to him. Yet he refrained from probing further.

"Sir, allow me to tap into our networks initially. I'll update you shortly."

Ethan remained unperturbed. Yumiko had already supplied him with the sourcing spots for every component. Should Drek encounter difficulties, he would share those locations.

"Also, discreetly probe into the mayor's origins." he instructed just as Drek was about to exit.

Drek halted abruptly and gave a nod.

"Yes sir."

On the following morning, Ethan roused to the gentle glow seeping through the soiled pane.

[Master: Ethan Hunt

Physique: 1.6 tonnes

Spirit: 1.6 tonnes

Talent: Infinite Comprehension]

His power had now exceeded James's. Moreover, with his spirit exceeding the one-thousand-kilogram threshold, telekinesis became accessible to him.

As Ethan rose from the bed, a knock echoed at the entrance. Using his sharpened perception, he checked beyond the door—it was James.

A smile crossed Ethan's face as he unlatched the door.

"Hey James. How have you been?" he greeted.

James stared at him as if beholding a fiend. His eyes bulged, and his complexion drained under the typical bronze hue.

"You, you, you...," words failed him, his lips parting and sealing mutely.

"Enter. Avoid straining your shoulder too much," Ethan advised, retreating toward the bed.

James trailed after, his steps faltering.

"What's happening here?" he managed to utter once regaining speech.

"I've assumed control of the gang," Ethan stated plainly. "Any issues with that?"

James held his response, scrutinizing Ethan closely with the gaze of an experienced combatant.

"You've got mysteries," James uttered deliberately. "Did you inject some genetic enhancer or similar?"

"No way. What for?" Ethan countered, infusing his tone with a hint of arrogance. "Not even a level three force master can rival me."

Solemnity overtook James's expression upon hearing this.

"Are you familiar with martial artists?" James questioned, his speech now cautious and deliberate. "Do you hail from a secluded clan?"

"I don't," Ethan replied. "Yet I'm aware of their existence. I also recognize you're a level three force master. So, why have you come, James?" he inquired offhandedly.

Suddenly, James straightened rigidly, gazing at Ethan in sheer terror.

He attempted to feign ignorance.

"I have no idea what you're referring to," he claimed, rubbing his head with a faintly quivering hand.

"Who's the mightiest in your clan?" Ethan pressed, without glancing at James. "Could they supply resources for pills in return?"

James's eyes expanded even more. "Pills? You're knowledgeable about those too? Are you implying you can acquire them?" he exclaimed with fervor.

"I possess methods," Ethan affirmed. "What's your family's wealth like?"

James paused briefly, then a surge of pride filled him. "My clan ranks among the ten wealthiest concealed lineages. Our fortune exceeds hundreds of billions."

"Excellent," Ethan responded, inching closer. "Here's a proposal: Supply the materials, and I'll craft various pills for you. I'll claim five percent of their market price as compensation."

James's countenance darkened. "You claim to craft pills? I actually believed you were earnest."

"Hmm? What's with the grim look?" Ethan queried, puzzled.

"Stop fooling around," James snapped, anger tingeing his voice. "Pills are relics from ancient sites. No modern tech can replicate them."

"That dire, huh?" Ethan remarked with a grin. "Then fetch these materials. I'll demonstrate some wonders."

He extended a roster of plants and additional substances to James.

James perused the roster, his eyes growing wide.

"These consist of premium materials," he gasped. "They'd run over a million Federation credits."

"Is that pricier than ten body-strengthening pills?" Ethan probed.

James gulped noticeably, his throat bobbing.

"You're not tricking me, right?" he whispered faintly.

"Why not gather those materials?" Ethan suggested. "Should I falter, you'd merely forfeit a million. But should I prevail, then..."

James fixed his stare on him extendedly, then inclined his head gradually.

"Fine," he agreed. "I'll deliver them within two days. Farewell."

With that, he departed, shutting the door gently behind him.