Chapter 216
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Chapter 216: Everlasting Curtain
An insect-like extraordinary beast with hundreds of legs, resembling a mutated millipede, approached Extraction.
It lifted its body high, its head adorned with a locator shaped like a glowing green hemisphere.
Extraction reached out to reattach it to her combat suit, then fell backward onto a "bed" made from several large insect-like extraordinary beasts.
The other superpowered individuals, still unconscious, were also lifted by the insects, gradually moving in the same direction.
The five were brought to a campsite, the duration of their stay unknown. The insects disguised the remnants of a campfire, laid out sleeping bags, and tucked everyone inside.
Extraction glanced up, sending a thought swiftly into the air.
Soon, the white fog above the forest shifted slightly, allowing more sunlight to pour in, restoring the campsite to its appearance at six in the morning.
Everything returned to where the cycle began, and the several unconscious superpowered individuals were about to awaken.
A new, or rather, seemingly new exploration was about to unfold again.
For the will of the mycelium, time was the least of concerns.
If it weren’t for the superpowered individuals possessing higher mental resistance than ordinary humans, and the fact that the five could already form a small biological field within a certain range, it would have crushed them with its own biological field long ago.
Until the mycelium fully understood the capabilities of the five, this cyclical performance would never end.
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Fifty kilometers south of Hope City.
The "Beast Pack," belonging to the former Eighth Superhero Team, sighed as they watched two wolf-like extraordinary beasts gradually sink into the swamp not far away:
"We can’t cross directly. This must be a swamp; it’s my first time seeing such terrain."
Before them lay a muddy area mixed with dark green and deep purple, where beneath the seemingly shallow water lurked bottomless sludge, making it impossible even for agile wolf-like extraordinary beasts to find a foothold.
In the past hour, six out of ten extraordinary beasts he had forcibly commanded with his mental strength had perished while scouting.
If he continued probing like this, he would become a sitting duck.
"First time? I remember a place in the inner city that looked just like this over a decade ago…"
Beside him, a somewhat aging woman spoke lightly.
She appeared to be in her forties, with slight sagging at the corners of her eyes and nose, and faint lines beginning to show on her face.
Even so, there was a powerful aura continuously radiating from her.
Thus, despite the unfamiliar swamp before them, as long as this captain was present, there would always be a solution.
Her codename was "Ink Drench," and her ability was to lead living beings within a certain range toward death in a short period.
However, her power seemed to have no effective solution against the natural terrain challenges.
"Perhaps we could take a boat? ‘Mercury,’ can you manage that much?"
Once the captain finished speaking, a male superpowered individual stepped forward hesitantly:
"If I get stuck…"
"I’ll pull you out myself."
"Ink Drench" replied coldly.
Although her ability was of no use in rescuing people, she was quite adept when it came to killing.
The man codenamed Mercury shivered slightly as he approached the edge of the gradually softening swamp, allowing his body to move in a certain direction.
Two minutes later, he reverted to his original form, a bitter expression on his face as he spoke:
“Captain, the water in the swamp is too shallow; regular boats would easily run aground.”
Ink Drench’s gaze sharpened momentarily, then softened into a look of pity:
“You didn’t do well in school, did you?”
“How did you know, Captain?”
“……”
Ten minutes later, four superpowered individuals and four tamed extraordinary beasts stood on a large, flat object, slowly drifting into the depths of the swamp.
The superpowered individual codenamed Mercury was not capable of turning himself into liquid mercury; rather, he could transform his body into a silver-like substance to a certain extent.
This material was highly malleable, and what lay beneath their feet, resembling an oversized surfboard, was the form he had taken.
He had stretched his body to its limit, forming an unusual “bathtub” several square meters in size, yet only twenty centimeters deep.
Of course, he had positioned his face on the side exposed to air.
“Captain, when can I turn back?”
“That depends on how long it takes to reach the shore.”
“How long until we reach the shore?”
“That depends on you.”
Ink Drench’s expression remained unchanged, as if she were accustomed to her teammate’s thoughtless manner.
“If you could paddle a bit faster, maybe we could rest on the shore tonight.”
Mercury said no more, and soon, two gaps appeared on either side of the flat “bathtub.”
He separated part of his body to form structures resembling paddles, and these two paddles began to push forward continuously.
In fact, Mercury’s concerns were not unfounded; the water across the entire swamp was shallow, averaging less than half a meter, and in some areas, it barely covered their ankles.
At first, he used the parts of his body at his sides like paddles to row, but later he simply plunged them into the mud below to slide, gaining greater counterforce to propel himself forward.
He felt a bit pleased with this improvement.
If Lin Qingliu had seen this scene, he would undoubtedly have dubbed Mercury the "mimetic mudskipper."
To avoid spending the entire night soaked, Mercury paddled with extra effort.
After confirming that their direction was due south, he finally led his teammates to the edge of the swamp before nightfall.
The starry sky, the moon, the campfire, and nature.
In another world, this setting would have been incredibly relaxing, but here, it kept several superpowered individuals awake with tension.
As one of the top ten superhero teams, each member of this group was highly experienced, with nearly no weaknesses, and each could handle their own responsibilities.
Besides Ink Drench, Beast Pack, and Mercury, the remaining two teammates were codenamed Wind Whisper and bipolar disorder.
One possessed hearing far beyond that of ordinary people, while the other could control animal hormone secretion, causing them to quickly enter a frenzied or depressed state.
At this moment, four members of the team had already fallen into a deep sleep, leaving only Wind Whisper still sitting.
He faced the campfire with his eyes closed, legs crossed as if in a meditative state.
This was not a nap or an act of laziness; rather, he was maximizing the range of his abilities.
As the clock struck midnight, the unmoving Wind Whisper suddenly spoke, using a normal conversational tone:
“Captain, there’s something in the air.”
