“Break the door!”
The chief instructor winked at the young man beside him, then gave a loud order.
"Bang!"
The powerful punch from Gangfeng landed less than a centimeter away from the door.
The gate was shattered into countless pieces as if it had been hit by a bombardment.
However, none of the fragments broke away from the gate and scattered inward, but remained hanging on the gate in a sticky state.
The entire gate seemed to have turned into liquid, slowly wriggling and flowing downwards.
A super-powered person in the crowd slowly lowered his hands, and the door collapsed, revealing the space behind it.
"Well done, it didn't spoil the scene."
The chief instructor nodded and signaled that it was okay to enter.
Several people who had been prepared floated up instantly and went into the lounge.
Shi Jin cooperated with a superpowered person code-named "Air Brick" from another team and explored the scene in just a few seconds without destroying any traces.
"Report, there's no one here, except for the bathroom, which is locked and can't be opened."
"What?"
After hearing Shi Jin's report, the chief instructor was a little surprised at first, but then he felt it was reasonable.
He was quite familiar with the young woman in front of him. She was more reliable than most newcomers and her team was ranked high.
Only when the several people in suspension reported the same conclusion did he become truly convinced.
Soon, Gangfeng and another super-powered person followed the same method and opened the bathroom door.
Before this, everyone had prepared themselves mentally, and those with stronger imaginations were even afraid of seeing several corpses with tragic deaths.
But after the bathroom door opened, everyone was surprised.
There was nothing inside!
Where are the people?
What about super powers?
What about the five super-powered people who just returned from a life-threatening situation outside the city?
Da da da, di da da?
At the same time, exactly the same doubts appeared in another place, dozens of kilometers away from Hope City.
Every hyphae and every mimic leaf within thousands of square kilometers is trembling slightly.
These horrible creatures used low-level individuals to gather into a supreme will, a will that can represent them, and now, the problem of this will is spreading among the hyphae:
Where is my clone?
At this moment, if I had to use a metaphor to describe the doubts of the Supreme Will, it would be as if I heard the sound of "Bluetooth disconnected" in my ears while seeing the high-speed train leaving.
I couldn’t tell what was wrong, but I just felt like something was missing.
And I still don’t know how it disappeared.
Although the Supreme Will cannot directly transmit its thoughts to the City of Hope, it can still barely feel the existence of its own clone.
But since the night before last, his clones began to lose contact one by one.
There was no message of death or pain from those clones.
Although communication is impossible under normal circumstances, as the collective master and supreme will, He knows that those clones that are identical to Him in some sense can use their last bit of life force to convey messages before they die.
And now, there is not a single one! Not a single one!
The mimicry that he had painstakingly constructed was destroyed silently.
Ever since the signal of the last mimic disappeared forty hours ago, He began to search all the remaining memories in the five brains again, but He could not find any records of super-powered people or super-powers related to this aspect.
Until now, the five brains had reached the brink of collapse, and the Supreme Will finally stopped the memory search with resentment and threw them back into the nutrient solution to keep them active.
After all, my subsequent plans still depend on the contents of these brains.
And dozens of kilometers away, inside a towering tree, five bodies were being eroded and disassembled bit by bit by the mycelium, trying to find out the secret of awakening super powers.
The Supreme Will vented its anger like a wild beast, and then began to think again using all the leaves and hyphae.
I hope there is a powerful individual in the city who can compete with Him to a certain extent.
But in the last confrontation with the opponent, that individual did not show particularly strong aggressiveness, nor did it seem to show the corresponding ability to see through its own mimicry.
Well, if this individual is really manipulating all this, it means that the other party has become stronger again during this period of time.
Thinking of this, the Supreme Will felt the five brains in a critical state with some nostalgia.
If only those creatures called humans could give me more of these things.
With the field of vision raised, the area where the brain is located is a boundless plain, and countless hyphae are surging underground little by little, using the memory fragments in the brain to draw a floor plan of Hope City on the ground that is scaled down hundreds of times.
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In the city of hope, in Lin Qingliu's basement.
A sign saying "Closed" was hung on the door of Dr. Lin's shop early on.
At this time, he was busy with something that was difficult to define as either science or superpowers.
That is to study the pseudo-human bodies disguised in those books, rolled into ribbon balls by themselves.
Lin Qingliu's intuition told him that these things could be of great use.
But as material, these blades of grass are unqualified because there are still five pseudo-human wills sleeping inside them...
This is also excellent material.
He is now trying to separate the will from it, preferably with only a little bit of grass leaves attached so as not to affect subsequent use.
This plan is like cutting off a human's head and trying to keep it alive.
In a sense, the Supreme Will and Lin Qingliu reached a certain understanding.
The high walls of Hope City blocked their view. The reserve gods inside wanted to go out, and the biological field will outside wanted to come in. It was like a two-way rush.
After trying for a long time, Lin Qingliu still failed to complete the peeling.
His abilities were not accurate enough to this degree, and the path that unlocked the most abilities was not capable of such delicate work...
Just when he was at a loss, an idea suddenly appeared in Lin Qingliu's mind.
He still has a disposable prop that he hasn't used!
And one of the abilities of that prop is to peel off, selectively peel off.
Lin Qingliu called out to Fran in his mind.
On the other side of Hope City, in a well-decorated house, a glowing cake on the dining table that was obviously not very edible suddenly turned into chaos and disappeared in the gazes of the four people around it.
Sitting around the dining table are a couple and their two children.
The four of them looked at each other in silence, and tears began to well up in the eyes of the two children.
After a few seconds, the man scratched his hair and said:
"Look, I told you this is no ordinary cake..."
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