Fresnel frowned slightly, feeling that the fact that such a super-powered person was ranked first could better illustrate the quality of the ones who came after him.
He turned to the first page and continued to look at the person who was ranked on the second page by his teammates.
The superpower Lyudmila (number) has the ability to increase the temperature of surrounding objects.
Fresnel watched until the end and concluded that this girl's ability was a degraded version of his own ability combined with that of a team of disaster cores.
Lyudmila can selectively heat the area around ten meters around her. The smaller the area and the closer it is to herself, the higher the upper temperature limit will be. It can even quickly melt common steel.
Even without deliberately directing it, the hot air can gather around her to form a protection, making the approaching enemies quickly burn on the outside and tender on the inside.
He has the ability to attack and protect himself, and he doesn't have Fresnel's incompetence at night. He should be a good reinforcement member, which is probably why other teammates ranked him second.
but……
Fresnel didn't feel like he was being picky, it was just that he could encounter anything when exploring outside the city walls, and he had to eliminate all possible hidden dangers.
So, if, if, by any chance, the team was broken up and Lyudmila was forced to use her ability to create a barrier, would she roast the puppeteer in the life-support capsule?
This is too hellish.
When the puppeteer Su Xiaogu activated his ability to possess a body, his original body had no consciousness at all.
If a fire were to start at this time, the steel coffin would become a frying pan.
In order to ensure the safety of the super-powered person herself, researchers have always limited their research on her abilities to a range that will not cause harm or psychological trauma.
Fresnel had no way of knowing whether, if the puppeteer's real body died, her consciousness would dissipate directly or be trapped in the body it possessed, or whether it would be able to move freely between many bodies.
He dared not and would not gamble with the lives of his teammates.
After imagining a few more scenarios, Fresnel turned the paper to the next one.
The superpower is Shi Jin (number), whose ability is to subjectively accelerate his own time to achieve the effect of fast movement and thinking.
Fresnel noticed this super-powered person during the first round of looking through, but the criminal experience on his resume made Fresnel have a much lower opinion of him, and he ranked him very far back.
Unexpectedly, after being selected and ranked by three teammates, this criminal once again rose to the top three.
If we put aside the other person's criminal past, this superpower can indeed be considered versatile.
In Fresnel's opinion, there are only two types of general-purpose superpowers. The first type is so strong that it is irreplaceable and has no shortcomings. The second type is not obviously strong, but has good applications in various fields.
And Shi Jin's ability is obviously the second one.
Different from the wind and heating type super powers we just saw, this ability to strengthen the body is a bit similar to Wang Xiao. How much effect it can have depends more on whether the user's brain is developed enough.
After thinking for a moment, Fresnel decided to give the thief a try. If he was really good and not old-fashioned, there was no reason for him to refuse.
Soon, a superpowered person's name was called and he came to the stage below more than 20 people, like a commodity for people to choose.
That was the super-powered person whom Shi Jin jokingly called a construction worker.
After several captains took a look at it, two of them soon became eager to try it out.
A tall and thin man stood up from his seat. He looked around at the other captains with a polite look, as if asking others if he could be the first to go up and inspect the goods.
"Captain, do you know that man?"
Beacon, who was about to watch the fight, whispered to Fresnel:
"He seems quite polite."
The corners of Fresnel's mouth twitched. He didn't know how to answer. Finally, he squeezed out a sentence from his throat:
"hehe."
It seemed that someone was not familiar with the gentleman. Another captain also stood up from his seat. Then he heard a gentle and indifferent voice:
"I was here first, right?"
The voice seemed to ring directly in his ears, as if the gentleman had already leaned on his shoulder without him knowing when.
The man who entered the field from the back seemed to remember something. He smiled awkwardly and sat down again, watching the captain with a fake smile slowly walk into the field.
"Tsk tsk ~ Someone is going to get beaten."
Fresnel's eyes were filled with pity as he looked at the tough-looking young man below with regret.
"Captain, you know that man."
"I know you may not be familiar with those people... In our base, the dormitories of the five adjacent teams are next to each other...
“Those of us who awakened our abilities at a very young age trained together when we were young. He and I were students of the same period.
“He was the chief of that issue.”
"So you can't beat him, Captain?"
"It was quite dark inside the venue on the day of the exam, so my abilities were somewhat limited..."
"So you lost, right?"
“…”
Fresnel's tone was stiff, and he sounded a little broken.
Soon, the gentleman arrived at the center of the venue. He looked at the boy opposite him who was only a little more than half his age and introduced himself:
"I am the captain of the 12th squad [Crush], and our team is currently lacking a defensive player.
"Block my attacks three times, and you'll be a member of my team."
The young man with a simple and honest appearance nodded blankly, and glanced at the remaining captains on the stage, as if silently hinting at something.
"There is no doubt that today's selection order is that the team with higher ranking will be given priority, and the team with fewer missing members will be given priority."
Shatter looked at the superpowers behind him, his gaze lingering on Fresnel for a moment.
"So, my team has the first pick, and no one can compete with us."
"Captain, didn't you say that no one can snatch the one we like?"
The shattering sound was neither loud nor soft, but it soon aroused Beacon's interest. Like a child who had no idea about the ways of the world, she began to question Fresnel directly.
"No, then don't we like the guy below?"
Fresnel still insisted:
"That's why we ranked him fourth."
Beacon curled his lips and muttered softly:
"The first three will be gone soon."
"impossible!"
Fresnel finally broke through the defense. His expression twisted and he looked at the beacon and said firmly:
"We're third in line, so that should leave us at least one more!"
The expression on Beacon's face became playful at some point, as if he had seen through all of Fresnel's disguises.
She opened her mouth slightly, and her light words seemed to contain endless lethality:
"Oh, yes, yes."
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