Chapter 183
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Chapter 183: “The Twin Guns Will Provide the Answer”
After carefully reading the testimony of the superpowered individual before him, the man in charge of the interrogation nodded and rose from his chair.
“Please understand, we still need to verify further, but we should have results within three days.”
Though his expression was stern, his tone was relatively gentle.
After all, the person before him was a superpowered individual, detained only briefly due to procedural issues; there was no need to treat him as harshly as a serious criminal.
With his hands and feet shackled, Vine nodded, showing complete understanding.
Soon, as the interrogator left with the testimony, Vine was escorted back to his solitary cell.
To prevent any adverse outcomes, the five members of the exploration team were each held in separate areas of the same cell block, all subjected to strict searches, leaving no opportunity to coordinate their testimonies.
This was not the first round of questioning; it was now September 22nd, and the team members had been detained for two days. The entire verification process was expected to last about five days.
Their testimonies needed to be compared not only with each other but also with previous statements. At least in this regard, Hope City demonstrated absolute rigor.
Meanwhile, the other team members were still undergoing varying degrees of questioning, while Vine lay face down on his single bed.
His eyes slowly closed, and a shimmering scene unfolded before him.
The surveillance cameras on the ceiling of the cell fixed their gaze on Vine but found nothing suspicious.
Minutes later, the superpowered individual, who seemed to be dozing off, shifted from a bent position to lying flat.
“Indeed, one person’s strength is not enough…”
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Underground at the research institute, storage room two.
Darkness and silence dominated the space.
Yet, hidden in the shadows, Fulan could occasionally hear sounds resembling things being severed and the faint drip of liquid.
Accompanying these sounds were suppressed screams and wails.
The blade in her left hand sliced through skin, creating a cross-shaped wound.
Then, the blade and her pinky began to explore inside the wound, searching for the perhaps-existing suppressor.
Uncertain how long it had been, Luke finally found the target; with the combination of his fingers and the blade, he slowly peeled away the seemingly soft foreign object from the inner side of his skin.
After an hour of effort, Luke lifted his head again, and his body no longer leaned forward.
At that moment, his left hand held a blade, slick with thick blood, and a small, flattened device.
This object had a layer that appeared to be silicone wrapped around it and was about the size of a thumbnail.
It came from the back of Luke’s head, and according to the mysterious person, this device continually suppressed his original abilities while also releasing a mild anesthetic to lessen the feeling of the foreign object.
However, the anesthetic effect, if it existed, could only be considered average; this hour of self-surgery had soaked Luke’s body in cold sweat.
Even the dried blood on the bandage at the break in his right shoulder had been blurred by the sweat.
He slumped in the narrow cell, quietly holding those two items in his left hand.
He needed some time to recover his strength and to wait for the effect of the suppressor to wear off.
Since peeling that object from under his skin, Luke experienced pain but also a sense of relief, as if some invisible burden had indeed disappeared.
Next comes recovery and waiting.
Luke possesses an abundance of patience for this.
In the shadows, after ensuring that everything was in order, Fulan quietly dissolved into a swirl of chaos and disappeared into the absolute darkness.
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In the inner city, at the direct superpowered group base.
During this period, Hope City has remained relatively stable, with no new beast tides emerging since September.
However, given the inherently unpredictable nature of such disasters, no one dares to let their guard down.
At this moment, aside from the small teams temporarily assigned to other organizations for classified missions that align with their abilities, all remaining superpowered individuals are engrossed in rigorous training.
This is their daily routine.
At a shooting range, Shi Jin eagerly opened the suitcase before her, revealing the custom weapons tailored specifically for her.
The lady of the Twin Clock had initially been uncertain about what type of custom gear to request.
But as her training progressed, her shooting skills began to improve steadily.
Talented sharpshooters are rare; even the finest marksmen in the city defense army have honed their skills through countless rounds of ammunition.
Thus, when Fresnel and others first learned of Shi Jin’s abysmal shooting skills, they showed no visible disappointment.
For a novice who joined the superpowered individuals later in life, such results are to be expected, aren’t they?
If this girl, not yet eighteen, could pick up a gun and shoot flawlessly, Fresnel would have been thoroughly skeptical.
As her training deepened, Shi Jin’s shooting gradually reached an average level, and more importantly, she began to extend her abilities to influence the equipment around her.
Initially, when activating her Ephemeral ability, Shi Jin also felt the resistance of her clothes and the air against her body.
This often made her worry about issues like suffocation while in high-speed mode.
However, the professional support personnel from the research institute tailored her training, enabling her to moderately extend her abilities to affect nearby inanimate objects.
This means that now, after activating her ability, Shi Jin no longer experiences significant resistance or suffocation.
Having mastered this new skill, Shi Jin naturally demonstrated the powerful applications of her ability in the new training.
That is—shooting moving targets.
In actual combat, extraordinary beasts rarely remain stationary for humans to attack, but Shi Jin’s powers make those seemingly swift extraordinary beasts appear like performing animals in a circus.
Ultimately, she achieved a perfect score in the moving target shooting assessment and finalized her choice of custom weapons.
Inside the suitcase, two handguns with a matte finish resembled restrained assassins, holding back their imminent urge to unleash deadly force.
“This gun looks really cool, but it seems like there aren’t any obvious custom features…”
Looking at the twin guns, which were only slightly different from regular styles, Beacon voiced her doubt.
“That’s true. The customization is primarily in the ammunition; since they are designed for assassinations or high-speed moving targets, there’s a significant increase in power; the guns themselves are just a bit more precise than normal.”
