Chapter 3581: Edge of Tomorrow (38)

Amanda hadn't even had time to walk away, and Deathstroke had already knocked everyone down. Strictly speaking, Amanda was blocking his inevitable path, but Amanda didn't see how he got past, and didn't even hear the sound of wind from his movement.

Deathstroke's movements to knock them down were also very fast. Currently, basically only Batman on the field could see clearly. This guy perfectly utilized all his limbs, every strike was precisely in place, and there were no redundant movements, simply like a fighting performance.

If Cat Getan's lunatics are proficient in the elegant art of killing, then Deathstroke represents the ultimate violence aesthetics. Every movement is in a completed state as soon as it is made, and there is no need to adjust in the middle. The whole process is like a carefully designed action movie.

Deathstroke hugged his arms and stood in the pile of fallen people, saying, "I won't demonstrate marksmanship. In short, all the firearms you have heard of, seen, or that already exist in the world, I can use. Cold weapons are the same. That's about it."

Amanda nodded, feeling that this level of demonstration was about enough. Mainly, Deathstroke's strength was basically public, and they had a lot of paper data, so there was no need to go into detail.

"Next is my turn," the polka-dot man said, "You can call me Polka-Dot Man. My ability is to launch colorful polka dots. Just like this."

He stood in place, pursed his lips as if holding his breath for a long time, and then reached out toward the distance. Countless colorful polka dots flew over and smashed onto the ground, but didn't even smash a pit.

"What's the use of this?" Pamela asked sincerely; she really didn't see anything special about this. That thing looked a bit like a paint bomb; it seemed that besides dyeing, it had no other functions.

"This is a high-dimensional bomb," Polka-Dot Man said, "I don't know if you can understand, but these colorful polka dots are high-dimensional things; if they touch people, they will swallow them."

After speaking, he looked at Amanda with some difficulty; he obviously didn't want to use this thing to smash innocent people. Amanda said a few more words to the walkie-talkie, and soon two subordinates brought a cage over. In the cage were two white experimental mice.

Polka-Dot Man was still hesitant, but under Amanda's gaze, he reached out and pointed at the cage. A red polka dot flew over, and when it smashed on the mouse, the mouse disappeared instantly.

"Can I understand this as a miniature dimensional portal?" Victor asked.

"Actually, I don't know very well either. Whether they are dead or transmitted, but I think we have no way to survive in the high-dimensional world, so it's probably dead," Polka-Dot Man said.

"This ability also has a shortcoming," he continued, "I have to release the polka dots in my body every once in a while, otherwise it might cause an explosion."

"How long is every once in a while?" Batman asked.

"Short ones are a few hours, long ones are no more than two or three days. It's still quite frequent." Polka-Dot Man scratched his head and said.

"Is it just as long as it's released, or must it hit someone?"

"Just release it, but the area might be a bit large; you'll have to hide. If you touch it, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Amanda waved her hand to signal him to go back. And next to the Polka-Dot Man was that black-haired woman. Her appearance was plain, not at all as eye-catching as the Polka-Dot Man.

"You can call me Ratcatcher," the woman said, "My ability is to control rats. Just like this."

She raised her hand, and the white mice in another cage began to gnaw on the bars of the cage like crazy. Not long after, they gnawed the bars open, then danced in circles in place, and squeaked at Ratcatcher.

Pamela couldn't help but smile. It wasn't that she was mocking her ability, but she felt that the mice were quite cute when they were lively.

Ratcatcher seemed to feel that her ability was a bit weak, and didn't have the heart to introduce it anymore, so she retreated into the team.

Following closely was Pamela. She said, "My codename is Poison Ivy. My ability is to control plants. Just like this."

She reached out, and a tree planted next to the training ground shook. A gust of wind blew, a few leaves fell, and then there was no then.

"You'd better demonstrate the ability that matches your salary," Amanda said threateningly, "Otherwise, I won't give you your full salary."

Pamela sighed and said, "Didn't sleep well yesterday, a bit stiff neck. Fine, this is my real strength."

She reached out again, and two thin vines broke through the ground, grabbed the ankle of one of the instructors, and lifted him up, hanging him in mid-air and shaking him.

"That's all?" Amanda said, "Then you can only get half the salary."

"This isn't enough?!" Pamela was very helpless. Then she thought again: the secret to getting research funding is to show investors a beautiful future; as for what the reality is like, anyway, they don't understand, just mess around when the time comes.

Now it's still in the pie-drawing stage, naturally, you can't be too lazy. You have to let Amanda see her ability, and he will be more generous in paying money. As for what the actual combat capability is like, anyway, if asked, just say the battlefield situation is too complex, and no matter how strong the ability is, there are weaknesses. If you have anything, go talk to the Green of the World.

Pamela waved her hand at Amanda, letting him hide further away, and then waved her hand at the few people behind her, letting them retreat further.

The few people behind retreated about ten meters and stopped moving, so Pamela had to turn her head and shout: "Further! Retreat to the edge!"

Victor, who knew the inside story, ran to the edge of the training ground in a slip. Others also had to follow behind him and retreat to the edge's shadow.

Pamela took a deep breath. The next second, the land of the entire stadium began to shake crazily. If calculated by the earthquake rating, it could reach about level 8.

Even the ground began to crack like an earthquake. The only difference is that giant vines with a diameter of more than ten meters drilled out of every crack, and all the thick vines intertwined together, constantly climbing upward.

Within a few seconds, the intertwined vines formed a huge world tree, covering the sky of the entire training ground, and even the entire teaching base. It could be seen from tens of kilometers away.

Everyone looked at this scene in a daze.

Batman was also shocked. Because in reality, the Poison Ivy of their universe is not this powerful; although she can also summon plant vines, she relies more on plant toxins to hurt people, belonging to a mage.

But Pamela's skill tree is obviously crooked. She doesn't study plant toxins at all, directly breaking all laws with one force. If you are whipped by this volume of vines, no serum will work.

Pamela retracted her hand. The vines disappeared closely behind. However, strangely, the ground also returned to normal, leaving no cracks. It is unclear whether the crustal compression made the cracks heal, or whether everything just now was magic; anyway, the vines seemed as if they had never appeared.

"You are too powerful, right?!" Polka-Dot Man said, "Then couldn't you build the largest and most stylish treehouse in the world?"

Pamela smiled at him. As a result, Polka-Dot Man blushed and turned his face away again.

When it was Victor's turn, he took out the freeze gun and froze a person inside. Then he began to introduce the various attributes and application scenarios of dense ice like giving a lecture, and finally concluded:

"In short, whether it is in fresh-keeping refrigeration or limiting the enemy's combat effectiveness, dense ice has a good effect. Currently, my team and I have also developed various versions of commercial dense ice; welcome everyone to visit our official website to order..."

Amanda rolled her eyes, waved her hand, and let him hurry back to the team.

"I heard you froze Cat Getan?" Batman asked with his arms crossed.

"Ah, that was a long time ago," Victor said, "At that time, my freezing technology was not very mature, and I couldn't achieve precise control, so that was actually an accident..."

Others listened and were a bit tongue-tied. Freezing an entire special-sized city at once; maybe the military likes this kind of immature freezing technology.

Then it was Savant. He didn't demonstrate much either, just saying that he had very strong hacking technology and could calculate almost all data with his brain, predicting every possibility.

This kind of ability really couldn't be demonstrated. However, if he really had no super ability, but still dared to participate in this team, then he probably had two brushes.

Then it was Katana. She was one of the survivors of the 1st team. However, her ability was nothing special; she was just very good at using a katana for combat, mainly specializing in melee.

She demonstrated her blocking skills; that is, the instructors shot at this side with pistols, and she could perfectly block every bullet with a katana, which could be considered both offensive and defensive.

Then it was the man wearing a blue vest. He said his name was TDK, and the name was just these three letters, with no special meaning.

His ability was even more outrageous. His two arms could detach from his body and fly up, fly out to fight independently, and elbow the enemy from eight hundred meters away.

When Pamela saw his arms take off, she really couldn't hold back, holding back her laughter until she almost suffered internal injuries.

Victor still had a scientist's spirit. He looked at TDK and said: "Then can your arms hold a gun? For example, I give you a freeze gun, and then you fly over and hit them?"

"Probably not," TDK said with some difficulty, "The suspension ability is limited, and it can't hold anything too heavy. The weight limit is about an egg; if it's heavier, it won't be able to fly."

Victor sighed. All his freeze guns weighed far more than an egg, and there were no firearms in the world that could be so light; at most, some small knives made of special materials could reach this weight.

"Then this kind of power is not suitable for frontal combat," Victor said, "However, if it's dismantling bombs or using a camera for reconnaissance, it's not bad."

Deathstroke and Batman also nodded. However, TDK was a bit unconvinced; he seemed to still want to control his fist and knock down the few instructors on the opposite side.

But unfortunately, the other party could also be considered the elite among ordinary humans. After figuring out the pattern of the arm flying, they pressed his arm under their bodies in three or two strokes.

The suspension force of the arm was not enough, and there was no way to lift the heavy objects above, so it could only struggle in vain.

And TDK, who had no arms, was even more full of weaknesses, twisting and turning there, and fell down like a dog eating shit.

Pamela couldn't bear to look at it.

The last one was King Shark. Amanda let the instructors retreat quickly; after all, King Shark hadn't had breakfast yet.

The strong figure walked to the center of the field, swaying, patted his chest and said: "Nanaue! Very strong! Nanaue can eat full!"

"Alright, alright," Amanda stretched out her hand and said, "I know you are very strong; you go back first."

King Shark was obviously dissatisfied, looking left and right, also wanting to demonstrate his strength like them. Pamela had to get a piece of fresh and juicy cactus and stuff it into his mouth. King Shark was satisfied and returned to his position.

The last one was Diablo. However, he didn't demonstrate his ability either. His explanation for this was:

"My fire ability is not infinite. See the tattoos on my body? Every time I use an ability, the tattoo will be less. When all the tattoos disappear, I will turn back into an ordinary person and will never be able to use the ability again."

"I don't want to waste my ability on demonstration, because maybe I can use it to save people and protect others. That's it."

He also nodded and retreated into the team. Amanda opened her arms and said: "I think now you all have an understanding of your respective abilities. Then next, let's conduct coordination training..."

At this moment, a subordinate ran in in a hurry, whispered a few words in Amanda's ear. Amanda cursed and said: "Emergency mission. Follow me!"

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