“Ding~”

"Shi Jin, you have new news, meow~"

When Nia's message was sent to the terminal in front of Shi Jin, a kitten with slightly mixed colors and an extremely elegant body was lying on her keyboard.

The moment she heard the "ding" sound, she optimized it into a more distinctive notification.

Shi Jin didn't know how Fran got into the heavily guarded tower, nor did he know how she confirmed his current location.

But unexpectedly, she was not too worried about it. Instead, a sense of peace emerged from her heart.

The mysterious cat in front of him really didn't forget himself.

At this moment, Shi Jin did not think about whether she used the word "Sure enough" correctly, nor did she feel any regret for having been abandoned. She only knew that there were other people in this world who remembered her, and that was good.

Although Fran doesn't seem to be a human, it's not a big problem.

"...This is roughly your mission this time. Got it, meow?"

"Okay, that's not hard, it's just..."

"Don't ask why, you will know when the time comes."

"Um……"

"Anything else?"

"Ms. Fran, can you let me touch you?"

"……Can."

After rubbing the cat's head briefly, Fran signaled Shi Jin that he could check the message she had just received.

It was a schedule. Shi Jin glanced at the time, then looked at the location, and looked at Fran who was reading the document with her in surprise:

"Oh, I didn't realize you're quite popular.

"Well, it looks like the plan needs to be modified a little."

Fran licked her paw and fell into thought.

However, Shi Jin forced himself to suppress the urge to complain.

What do you mean by popular? That's her job, she can't just say no...

After a moment, Fran seemed to have an idea and jumped from the table to the ground.

But the expected sound did not come. Fran turned into a chaos in the air. In that indescribable substance, a figure was gradually becoming clear.

Shi Jin, another Shi Jin was standing opposite Shi Jin at this time.

The two Shi Jins, one standing and one sitting, fell into an awkward silence.

Shi Jin looked up and down at this person who looked and dressed exactly like him, and felt a fleeting surprise in his heart.

When she had just awakened, the objects that Fran had transformed into included but were not limited to barbell plates, vests and thermos cups.

After not seeing him for such a long time, he has already turned into a human being. This is really a huge step forward.

Shi Jin stared at the face of his other self, as if trying to find something different in it.

"Why don't you speak?"

In the end, it was Shi Jin, the transformed version of Fran, who spoke first.

However, not only did her voice still have the same quirky tone as before, but it also seemed to be coming from below.

Shi Jin subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the guy who looked exactly like him, but he didn't expect his hand to pass right through him.

"See, it's just an illusion."

Fran released her ability, transformed herself into a cat again and jumped onto the table.

“Tomorrow I will become something in you, and then I will replace you for a minute at the critical moment.

"Although this minute doesn't sound long, with your current abilities, it won't take that long if everything goes well."

Shi Jin thought for a moment and said:

"But there will definitely be a lot of superpowers present tomorrow, and I might be discovered when I activate my abilities."

"Don't worry about this. There will be more exciting scenes to attract the attention of those guys."

"But how do I know when to act?"

"You will understand when the time comes. It is a wonderful scene that you will understand immediately once it appears."

“…”

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The "Blood Puppet" felt his body shaking.

No, it's not my body. I have collapsed due to exhaustion or anemia, and now I should be lying on a bed in a military hospital.

But after feeling the surrounding environment, I seemed to be on... a stretcher?

Well, then that is...

He opened his eyes drowsily and moved a few muscles in his body slightly to confirm that he was now in human form. His original rationality once again took over his mind.

What comes into view is the ever-changing ceiling and the swaying blood transfusion bags.

"Where are we going?"

He asked subconsciously.

"I'd like to know where you think you should go?"

A very familiar voice of "Blood Puppet" was heard.

That was one of his teammates from the second team.

"Blood Puppet" suddenly realized that he could not just let go of his private actions. He had violated orders without any consequences, and the rules would be regarded as worthless.

And now is the time of reckoning.

He was about to raise his arm to move it, but in an instant he felt a tremendous pressure.

It seems that when his movements reach a certain range, they will trigger some pre-set mechanism.

"Don't move, 'Captain', you know what I'm capable of."

The man stretched out a half-clenched hand, indicating to the "Blood Puppet" that he could use force at any time.

But "Blood Puppet" knew that his teammate would not do that.

A long time ago, or after he realized that his blood had its own thoughts, he realized one thing, that is, if he died, his blood might fall into some kind of madness and become an uncontrollable monster.

Of course, my teammate also knew about this, otherwise he would not have been responsible for arresting me.

"How long will you keep me locked up this time?"

The "Blood Puppet" stopped struggling, and the super-powered person also loosened his hand slightly tacitly.

"Who knew you would do something like this? In fact, we left an hour after you left... just an hour."

"The strange beast has entered the city. We can't wait even a minute."

The “Blood Puppet” looked to one side:

"No need to say anything extra. I just want to know about the punishment this time."

"At least one month. You need to write down all your experiences of the past two days, maybe more than once. Someone will check it against the records.

"Don't worry, your ability is your golden ticket to immortality. As long as the crisis of mankind is not resolved, they will not really want you to die."

The "Blood Puppet" was silent for a moment and asked:

"So, what about that one?"

The man following the stretcher still had his fists half-clenched, and it was obvious that he knew who the blood puppet was referring to.

“Well, it seems you didn’t hear the broadcast.

"Tomorrow, the members of parliament will personally present the medal to that person."

The man said with a yin-yang tone:

"He's very strong, and everyone can see it. So you should worry more about yourself than that person.

"'Captain', this may be the last time I call you that."