Chapter 440: The Incredible Hidden Ability Of Elisa’s New Wheelchair!

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Riven was happy to see her enjoying it. He had spent quite a bit of time considering what kind of functions would be useful, and the mutants had done an excellent job bringing his ideas to life.

"And that’s only one of its functions," Riven explained. "Just as you can move it with a thought, you should also be able to access several powers within the chair itself. Look, think about barrier."

"B-Barrier?"

FLUOOOSH!

A bright barrier appeared around the wheelchair.

It manifested in an instant, surrounding Elisa with a protective layer of energy. The barrier was translucent, allowing her to see through it while providing protection against external attacks.

Elisa blinked in surprise.

"W-Wait! It can do that too?!"

"Yep," Riven nodded. "Try thinking about deactivating it."

She focused on the barrier, and it immediately disappeared.

"Wow..."

Riven then instructed Elisa to try out other functions, such as lightly floating above the ground or even shooting invisible attacks made of mana and psionic energy from the wheelchair itself.

At first, Elisa was somewhat hesitant, unsure how to activate the different abilities. However, after a few attempts, she began understanding how the system worked.

The wheelchair responded to her intentions, and the Psionic Engine translated her thoughts into commands that activated the corresponding abilities.

She tried floating a little above the ground.

The wheels lifted, and the entire chair began hovering.

Then she tried moving forward while floating, and the wheelchair followed her command.

It was surprisingly stable, and she didn’t feel as though she would fall out of it.

Next, Riven showed her how to use its offensive functions.

"Try thinking about shooting an attack toward that target," he said, pointing toward an empty area of the room.

Elisa hesitated for a moment before concentrating.

A small amount of energy gathered around the front of the wheelchair, followed by an invisible projectile that shot forward.

BOOOM!

The attack struck the target with considerable force.

Elisa’s eyes widened.

"T-This is crazy!" she said. "Riven, did you build me a tank and not a wheelchair?!"

Riven laughed a little.

"Well, it’s a little something," he sighed with a faint smile. "Plus, it’s a golem. You can bond with it, and it will turn into your familiar."

"Huh..."

Elisa nodded in disbelief.

She looked down at the wheelchair again, then at Riven. There were so many things she hadn’t expected, and she was still trying to understand how a single device could contain so many different functions.

Elisa nodded in disbelief. "I-I mean... thank you. This is amazing...! I am still trying to process everything, so forgive me."

She looked down at the wheelchair, then back at Riven, seemingly unsure of what to say. Her fingers carefully touched some of its metallic components, examining the intricate details and the smooth finish. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. Even though she had grown accustomed to the many strange things Riven could create with his abilities, this particular invention was something she had never imagined possible.

It wasn’t simply a wheelchair. It was an incredibly sophisticated piece of equipment, one that seemed to combine several different technological systems into a single device. The materials were unfamiliar to her, and there were small details that she couldn’t even begin to understand.

"No, it’s fine," Riven nodded. "I’m glad you liked it, Elisa. I put a lot of my heart and soul into the design that I gave to the mutants. I’m glad it worked well."

"Mutants???" she asked.

"Ah... it’s... the race, the species," muttered Riven. "Don’t worry, the wheelchair’s been disinfected."

"Okay..." Elisa nodded. "I... well, thank you. This is wonderful!"

She chuckled a little at his explanation, although she was still somewhat confused by the terminology. She knew that Riven had been working with all sorts of strange creatures and races inside his Spirit Dungeon Realm, but hearing him casually refer to them as mutants was still rather funny.

At least, she could tell that he had been thinking about her when designing this.

And that alone meant a lot.

Riven had always been someone who liked making things for others. Whether it was equipment, weapons, armor, or even entire facilities, he seemed to enjoy using his abilities to improve the lives of those around him. However, Elisa knew that this particular invention was different. He had put considerable effort into it, and she could only imagine how much time he had spent discussing its construction with the mutants.

"It also has another function, it’s a little hidden one though," Riven said. "But maybe the sooner we test it, the better, don’t you think?"

"What?" Elisa asked. "What do you mean by that, Riven? What other hidden function does this already amazing wheelchair tank have other than... well, what we’ve already seen before?"

"Oh, I’m thinking about showing you right now," Riven smiled with a faint nod. "Wheelchair, transform."

BBRRRRR...!

"Huh?! Woaaaahhh! Aaaahhhh!"

Elisa panicked as her wheelchair suddenly started moving. Several mechanical components emerged from its sides, and the seat began lifting her body while carefully supporting her back. She instinctively grabbed the armrests, unsure of what was happening, but the machine continued operating without any sudden or uncomfortable movements.

Then, several pieces gently wrapped around her legs, starting from her feet and gradually extending upward until they reached her knees and hips.

"E-Eh? Eeeeh?! Woooaaah!"

She could feel the mechanical components adjusting themselves around her body. They weren’t particularly heavy, and despite their metallic appearance, they seemed surprisingly flexible. Each section connected with the next, forming an intricate structure that supported her legs and lower body.

Then, as they wrapped around her legs and hips, several neural connectors lined up along her back, carefully positioning themselves without piercing her flesh or doing anything that could hurt her.

They looked like small metallic extensions with glowing symbols running across their surfaces. A few of them extended toward the upper portion of her spine, while others connected to the mechanical structure supporting her waist.

Elisa couldn’t understand how any of this was supposed to work.

But then...

Her body stopped trembling.

The wheelchair had completely transformed.

"E-Eh...?"

Elisa couldn’t believe it.

She was standing.

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