The Collection of The End

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Europa No. 7, College City.

Ability Promotion and Application Program Research Institute, intensive care unit.

"[This world is more than ever and needs us!]"

Covered in gauze, the giant orangutan with an arm in a plaster hung on his chest is winking at the indoor monitor:

"[Are you coming?]"

"Winston? What are you doing?" Ms. Ling in a white lab coat walked into the intensive care unit and stared at the orangutan in the corner with arms akimbo: "Don't run around, what if your wound is torn again?"

In the Akuz incident more than half a month ago, it relied on its huge size to show its power and saved many students and workers, but at the same time, because of actions beyond the design, it caused multiple lacerations all over the body. , Was completely lying back to the college city.

For bionics, these injuries are just a small problem, but the problem is that this bionic orangutan is a "growable" type specially made by model-controlled life. If it is replaced with ordinary bionic parts, who knows what will happen problem.

The doctor at the institute who treated him deliberately asked former CEO Yi Liya, and the answer was "It is best to use normal biological treatment."

Normal creature? Winston’s body injury was completely lethal according to the proportion of ordinary creatures. In the end, after the doctor roughly treated the wound, he was directly thrown into the special ICU, and Ms. Ling, who arrived with him at the College Urban Research Institute Come take care of.

After all... her husband Lingke Daoye was arrested for a series of crimes such as dereliction of duty, negligence of duty, and private use of public implements, but her daughter is one of the strongest abilities. Appropriate, just throw it away to take care of the orangutan, anyway, it is the job she once did.

"Oh, yes," Winston looked away from the camera, dropped a few photos of the Skilian raid and the Akuz pests, and said, "Because of what happened before, I think these students need more A good means of self-protection, so they hacked into the universal tool network they used and posted an advertisement for recruiting the'X Agent Team'."

"...What?" Ms. Ling was a little confused for a while, and then realized that something was wrong: "Wait, you said you hacked into the student's universal tool and ran an advertisement?"

"Yeah," Winston scratched his head. "They seem to have a mutual aid network established when the Turians invaded, but it has become a place for chatting and bragging. It should be fine for me to do some business. ?"

"No... those who are still using those networks... forget it." Ms. Ling shook her head.

Regarding the rescue network spontaneously formed by the students, she heard her husband tell a joke that most of the functions of that network were later absorbed by Zeresta’s new network. Lena Oxton used that network to locate before. Sayuri of her own, then teleported a long distance and pulled back to the rescue.

Hmph, it was Dao Ye's fault. It was fine to read Gilgamesh's epic to her daughter at the beginning, and to develop a good little girl into the appearance of a king and a miscellaneous fish. It was time to honestly reflect on the grassroots for a while.

Speaking of it, because of the influence of his mess, the power application promotion plan only retained the "Physical Variation" department, so the minister of the "Energy Transformation" department was completely a polished commander, and was mostly used to appease Sayuri and take care of Winston. The tool man.

It’s a bit far away, but Winston’s whimsical thing basically cannot recruit people. Those who are still watching the Internet and speaking are all senior monsters, right?

What is the use of recruiting them?

"Then what, Bell, I need a reception room to interview those applicants," Winston scratched his head, as if embarrassed: "Could you please do me a favor? I will divide the peanut butter for you."

"...No need, thank you," Ms. Ling shook her head and turned on her universal tool: "Anyway, this'energy transformation' project team has existed in name only. There is no problem in arranging a place for you, but you have to promise me, honestly. Stay there, you are not allowed to run around."

"No problem! As an HR, you have to be polite." Winston patted his chest.

Isn't it weird that someone will come for an interview?

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Why are so many people coming for interviews?

Ms. Ling and Winston sat side by side, unable to accept the crowded crowd outside the interview room.

Well, the students must be bored and want to see the orangutans.

The researcher who agreed to buy her a cup of coffee, just came to the door and pretended to be a reception for a few hours, probably had already cursed in his heart, so let’s go back and invite her to dinner...

"Ahem, Interviewer No. 1—" Winston helped his glasses and called out decently.

"Hello~" A vitality girl with short red hair, wearing sportswear and sweating on her forehead, seemed to be running over and walked in. Before Ms. Ling could respond, she suddenly leaped forward and touched Winston hard. : "Wow, it's true, I thought it was a plush toy."

Okay, I see, I didn't participate in the Akuz incident, students from other colleges.

"This interviewer, please briefly talk about your name, abilities, and other specialties. It's best to show them." Winston was unmoved.

"My name is Diana Prince (Diana Prince), my physique has changed, maybe some rules are broken?" The girl tilted her head and said.

Well, the physique has changed, I can see it.

"Explain in detail, what is the'disruption of order' method?" Ms. Ling began to correct.

"That's it," Diana took out a pair of toy handcuffs from her pocket: "As long as I use this to handcuff a person and say,'You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become testimony in court', Then the people who are tortured will know everything and endlessly."

"..." Ms. Ling gaped.

"Very good!" Winston said: "We will need this ability when we catch prisoners. Now you go back and wait for the news. The admission information will be published on the mutual aid network."

No, no, no matter how you think about it, right?

"Interviewer No. 2!" Winston roared after Diana bounced away.

"My name is Hal Jordan (HalJordan), molecular influence." The interviewer is a thin boy with glasses and green clothes.

"Oh? So how is the molecular influence?" Winston asked.

"As long as I concentrate on imagining something, it will appear in reality, um...is it weak?" Hal said shyly.

Is it too strong? You are a humanoid 3D printer!

"Can you show it?" Ms. Ling asked slightly excitedly.

"Um... okay." Hal looked around, reaching for a blank sheet of paper on the table.

Ms. Ling suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Hmm! Hmm!" Hal held the white paper in both hands and began to think hard.

Although I don't know how to think hard.

Brush-brush-

Suddenly lines and colors appeared out of thin air on the white paper, and gradually condensed into shape with Hal's efforts. The final result was a bunch of bananas, of course, just painted.

"Okay! Hiring—cough cough cough, no, we can't make a decision on the spot," Winston rubbed his nose. "Go back and wait for the news, Hal."

Hal was sweaty, but happily walked away.

Wait? That's just a banana drawn. His ability is just drawing out of thin air.

Ms. Ling turned her head and stared at Winston. Could it be that it hit her head because of her injury?

"Interviewer No. 3—" Winston didn't pay attention to Ms. Ling's gaze, and continued to call.

"My name is Barry Allen (Barry Allen), physique mutated." No. 3 is a short-haired boy in a red suit and red pants, looking very energetic.

"Barry, is there anything special about you? About this'physical mutation'?" Ms. Ling asked him, looking at him with a confident appearance.

"Well, this is difficult to explain," Barry looked around, pointing to a researcher uniform in the corner and said, "Can you please throw it to me?"

"Oh," Winston had a long arm and took the clothes back within two seconds: "Throw it directly?"

"Come on." Barry opened his hand.

Phoo-The uniform flew over lightly, and then, after touching Barry's outstretched hand, it disappeared instantly, no, it was not disappeared, it was already well worn on Barry!

"Could it be your ability--" Ms. Ling stood up excitedly.

Barry nodded, proud: "Yes, my ability is—"

"Super speed!"

"Dress instantly when you come into contact with clothes!"

"..." Ms. Ling was directly sluggish: "Wait, didn't you change clothes at a speed that humans can't see?"

"Huh? No, I didn't move. I put these clothes on by myself." Barry is still very proud: "This indirectly proves that I am very attractive. Even the clothes have to be posted."

"So, do you think your ability is of any use?" Ms. Ling's eager eyes turned into dead fish eyes.

"That's what you need to consider." Barry said with his chin up.

"Well, you go back and wait for the notice. The admission information will be released on the mutual aid network," Ms. Ling waved her hand again and again.

"Huh? You have also been an HR?" Winston turned his head to look at her.

"Yes, more professional than you," Ms. Ling squeezed her forehead: "Interviewer No. 4—"

"My name is Arthur Curry, and the power classification is mental interference." Interviewer No. 4 does not seem to be a student, with a tall stature, a strong face, and a beard.

"Um... mental interference, how about the specifics?" Ms. Ling looked at him and felt that if an adult came to sign up, she should have enough awareness of the value of her abilities, and the previous few situations would not happen... probably .

"I can talk to fish." Arthur replied.

"..." Ms. Ling habitually prepares to see off the guests, but suddenly realizes that this seems to be really useful: "Is it your words that can be understood unilaterally by the fish, or can you understand them as well?"

"Both of them," Arthur nodded. "I think that when the territory of mankind is determined by the gods, it is necessary and necessary to develop into the ocean, and my ability will definitely come in handy."

"Wait," Ms. Ling stood up excitedly, ran to the office next door and brought a small fish tank with three or two goldfish on the table: "Ask them, what painting is on the wall next door?"

Although it is rare to encounter a useful one, it is still necessary to prove it.

"Hello, Goldfish," Arthur looked at the fish tank. "What is the picture on the wall in the room you were in just now?"

Ms. Ling clearly saw that the previously confused goldfish looked at Arthur for an instant, and they were not so active when they fed, "What do they say?"

What hangs on the wall of the office next door is just an ordinary forest trail oil painting. As long as Arthur can name the road, trees, pedestrians or other similar elements, he can basically prove his ability.

However, as an adult, he has this kind of still useful ability, why is he not taken seriously?

"Well," Arthur looked embarrassed: "I can't know the content of the words on the wall next door, but I can relay them to you."

"...You say it." Ms. Ling began to have an unknown premonition.

"They said,'Go and die!" Have the ability to reach into the fish tank! "Let's see if we don't kill you!'" Arthur said calmly, "Although I can communicate with fish, this Communication will cause them uncontrollable anger, and therefore refuse any communication and try to attack me."

"..." This feature may be useful, but Ms. Ling no longer wants to think about it: "Please go back... the admission notice will be placed in the mutual aid network..."

Arthur walked away with a look of vicissitudes of life.

"Well, are you okay?" Winston grabbed a can of peanut butter and started eating it from somewhere. "I'll still come next?"

"No, I want to see how many weird things you call," Ms. Ling pushed up and said, "Interviewer No. 5!"

Interviewer No. 5 is a refreshing boy wearing a clean white shirt and black jeans, and his voice is also very sunny: "Two interviewers, hello, my name is Clark Kent. My ability is order disruption. Everyone calls me Superman. (Chaoren)'."

Oh? Regardless of the problem of switching languages ​​from time to time, at least the appearance and the conversation are decent.

"So, does your title of'Superman' have anything to do with your abilities? What level of'order destruction' is it?" Ms. Ling asked with a strong spirit.

"Yes, I was originally a student reporter in College City, and the most annoying thing is that I can't catch up with those interviewed," Clark said: "Until I awakened the ‘Superman’ ability."

"Hmm..." Ms. Ling felt it was difficult to open her mouth: "Can you demonstrate it?"

"Yes," Clark stood up and walked to the corner of the room: "Please go forward with your back to me, and don't stop when I call you."

Ms. Ling stood up, glanced at Clark, turned her back towards him and walked to the other corner.

"Ms. Interviewer, can you please accept my interview?" Clark's voice came from behind Ms. Ling, and she did not stop.

call--

A breeze blew by, and Clark appeared in front of Ms. Ling with a paper in one hand and a pen in the other.

"The ability of'Superman' is: When conducting an interview, if the subject of the interview is a'human', he will definitely be able to catch up and'surpass' the other party." He said with a smile.

This is really the most useful one so far...

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