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... t and looked back to find Occam actually daydreaming. He was not holding any weapons.

Although Occam could control metals, controlling metals required mental power.

Modifying the bullet trajectory was the least demanding in terms of mental power.

“Alright!”

Occam connected his mind to the storage space and waved at the weapons on the shelf in front of him.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! 𝒇𝑟e𝙚𝑤𝙚𝐛𝗻𝐨ν𝚎𝘭.c𝐨m

A large number of weapons and ammunition s ...

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