“The parachute is hanging on this wall, you should have seen it. Put it on, jump up, and pull it…” Feng Xuan turned around, only to find that Hera had already jumped down. Then he looked at the intact parachute on the wall and froze.

"Look! It looks like someone jumped off the plane!" Some of the new recruits in the training camp exclaimed as they watched Hera jump off the plane.

"What's all the fuss about? If someone dares to jump out of a plane, it means they must have some kind of superpower that allows them to fly or cushion their fall. Don't make a fuss."

Bang!

Hera fell straight down, making close contact with Mother Earth.

"..." At this moment, everyone present, including the instructors, was stunned.

Feng Xuan, who was on the plane, shrugged, chewed bubble gum, and flew the plane back the way it came.

"This...this is a dead person?" the instructor asked uncertainly.

Instructor Li Hu's lips moved slightly, as if he was about to say something, when a strange sound came from below.

A female recruit slumped to the ground, staring in terror at what lay before her.

Hera's limbs, which had been twisted into a pretzel shape, were twisting back like a rubber band. Her wounds healed quickly, and she was completely recovered without any injury in no time.

Hera stood up as if nothing had happened, dusted herself off, and then looked around at the strange looks, feeling somewhat lost.

The two instructors stood on the rooftop in silence.

“That…she seems to be the one I’ve been eyeing, her name is Hera.”

"You have a really good eye for people..."

"I think so too..."

The two instructors looked at Hera and nodded simultaneously.