Chapter 39: Chapter 38: Wrong Intelligence! Crying, Crying Also Counts as Time~
[Stage 1: Denial.]
[The subject refuses to acknowledge their special ability. Type Greens will try to rationalize their ability by various means. In some cases, Type Greens will end here: their ability is self-suppressed, and they will not continue.]
Phase 2: Experimentation
Subjects identify with their abilities and test the limits of their powers. Generally, Type Greens tend to experiment in one of two modes: slowly, methodically, and carefully, advancing in small amounts over a period of time, or making small, sudden leaps.
The sudden change and the inexplicable emergence of text stunned the live broadcast room.
Immediately, the live broadcast room exploded.
"F*ck!!! What happened!"
"Damn it, this guy, he crushed a person into a pool of rotten meat through mid-air?"
"Shit, you call that a useless first-level reality bender?"
"Oh my God, this is simply the power of God!"
S.H.I.E.L.D.
The agents were silent.
Nick Fury's expression also looked a little ugly.
The reality benders on the screen have currently demonstrated at least two reality-bending abilities.
One is mind control!
One is space distortion!
To be honest, these two abilities are not new to Nick Fury.
But the problem is that when these two abilities appear in one person at the same time, it means that the threat increases exponentially.
The most important thing is...
If such a terrifying existence is a level one reality twister, how much more terrifying would a higher level one be?
Extraordinary chat group.
[Deadpool]: Damn, who does this guy think he is? The king on high?
[Tony]: A middle school boy who suddenly gained super abilities, but unfortunately, he did not use his abilities in the right way.
[Steve]: Intelligent reality benders are obviously more dangerous than containment objects. I'm afraid Leon Lake and his team won't be able to complete their mission.
[Hawkeye]: To be honest, I feel like something is wrong.
He wasn't the only one who felt this way.
In the picture.
Jack and the other two covered their mouths and put down their telescopes with grim faces.
"There are green life-form particles on his body. This guy is our target."
Leon Lake said into the intercom, "Preliminary judgment is that the other party has reached Stage 3: Stable. According to the particle concentration, the target is likely to have become a Level 2 reality bender."
Phase 3: Stability
[The subject reaches the limit of their Ability, and determines the boundaries of their Ability. Type Greens achieve full control over their reality shifts, and can manipulate them if necessary. More importantly, they can choose not to use their Ability, if necessary.]
"Zizi~ Damn it, what should I say?"
The instructor's helpless voice rang out over the intercom: "Your luck is simply too good!"
Jack couldn't help but interrupt:
"Lucky? Boss, you don't even know how that guy compressed a person into a basketball-sized ball!"
The person on the other end of the intercom paused and said, "Alright, don't approach rashly. The Foundation has already dispatched a mobile task force to the nearest site. Just wait."
Jack turned to look at Leon Lake: "Leon..., what should we do? Just watch that beast do evil?"
His eyes were red, and he was greatly shocked by the scene just now.
Leon looked at him calmly: "Level 2 reality benders are already lethal and have combat power beyond that of ordinary people. Facing such people, there is almost no chance of winning in a head-on battle."
Jack patted his brand new combat uniform unwillingly: "But we are the Mobile Task Force, the Nine-Tailed Fox! And we are fully prepared!"
"No!"
Jack's face darkened when he heard this.
"We're not prepared enough!"
Jack's eyes lit up!
Inside the church, the boy roared in frustration.
"Damn it, can't you guys just have some reaction? You can't even cry!?"
As soon as the words fell, the women in the church began to cry.
Unexpectedly, after seeing this scene, the boy became even angrier: "Damn, what a bunch of b******!"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to a young girl who was tied up in the corner.
The other person's face was full of panic, and she was huddled in the corner, trembling.
"Ah, Olivia, luckily you're here." The boy came over with a perverted smile.
"I kept you here on purpose to get the most realistic reaction. So, can you really cry?"
Olivia trembled as she looked at the boy in front of her.
She was obviously very scared, but she held it back, only her eyes were red.
The boy looked at Olivia's expression and felt very bored:
"You still have this expression, can't you cry?"
He sat back on the sofa, crossing his legs nonchalantly, but his eyes stayed on Olivia:
"My Ability allows me to do anything!"
"But this ability also has its disadvantages.
It makes everything too simple.
Just like...
Just like watching AV before.
At first, you may be excited to see all kinds of gameplay, but after watching and using them for a long time, you will feel that they are just so-so.
So that night I was thinking, how can I make you cry loudly."
He hadn't finished his words, perhaps because the crying of a certain woman was too harsh, he frowned and waved his hand casually.
Gaba~
Psst~
Blood splattered.
One drop even splashed onto his face.
The boy wiped it with his finger, and on a whim, put it into his mouth.
With an intoxicated look on his face, he laughed arrogantly:
"Definitely, I can use my ability to make you cry until you become dehydrated.
But this is too simple.
It's too boring."
He stood up, walked to Olivia with a grin, dragged her away from the corpse like a rabbit, and threw her against the wall mercilessly.
"Even if I don't use this power, I can still make you cry loudly with just my power, using your beloved grandma..."
Hearing this, Olivia, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly raised her head.
She looked at the man in horror, and he gave her a mocking smile in return.
"You only have ten minutes."
Olivia bit her lips tightly, her eyes gradually turning red.
"Oh~" the boy smiled:
"Crying also counts as time~"
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