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Her appearance instantly broke the deadlock and became the key to the fight against the badger.

Los glanced to the side.

Under the dim lights of the track, a long leg clad in knee-high boots stepped out of the darkness first.

This is a stunning blonde girl.

A pristine white long shirt, tight black shorts, knee-high boots, and super hot shorts create a breathtakingly intimate space.

Snow-white, straight, lustrous, without a single pore or blemish.

Nice legs.

Los couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

Her skin was so white it seemed to reflect light, and her pure golden, waist-length hair shimmered like satin in the night.

Her features were as delicate as a porcelain doll's, with red lips and white teeth. Her flat stomach, which was slightly exposed, had no excess fat. Her figure was comparable to any cover girl in a New York fashion magazine.

The blonde asked, "Rufus, should I inform the Principal now?"

"Kate, good evening."

Rufus licked his dry lips.

He made no attempt to conceal his desires; his greedy gaze was fixed on Kate as if she were his personal possession.

The other person's words also made Rufus wary.

The school usually turns a blind eye to bullying, but if it goes too far or gets reported to the principal—

Without much thought, Rufus waved his hand: "Let them go."

After Rufus left with a swarm of horseflies, Jordan thanked Kate:

"Thank you."

She knew Kate had come to their rescue on purpose; if they were to confront Rufus, neither she nor Los would stand a chance.

"I'm glad you're all alright."

Kate responded with a sweet smile and said kindly, "I'm preparing for the weekend's off-campus social event, which many freshmen have joined. You two are also welcome."

“We will consider it carefully and give you an answer then. Los, let’s go.”

Jordan grabbed Los's arm and started walking.

After leaving the playground, Jordan, without waiting for Los to ask any more questions, began to introduce the group of people they had just met.

"The leader is Rufus, whose abilities include mind reading and mind control. Once someone gets close to him, they will basically lose their ability to fight."

Jordan sighed, "Our school rankings are similar, he's 22nd and I'm 21st. He probably wants to improve his ranking by suppressing me. You're being dragged down by me."

Los had actually guessed it long ago.

At Gododkin University, students are ranked upon enrollment based on their superpowers and the number of their personal fans.

The higher your ranking, the greater your chance of entering the Lanternman Academy to fight crime, and after graduation, you'll have the opportunity to receive a government hero contract, or even join the Super Seven.

"That blonde girl?" Los asked curiously.

“Kate was ranked 12th when she first enrolled. Her abilities are similar to Rufus's; she can manipulate other people's minds through physical contact.”

Jordan seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Los seriously:

"You should know that while we possess superpowers, we also have some personal flaws."

Los nodded.

The source of superpowered individuals in this world is neither congenital genetic mutation nor acquired mutation.

Instead, as an infant, he was injected with Compound V, manufactured by the Vought Group, which activated his potential.

This has resulted in most superhumans having some degree of physical and psychological defects.

Of course, only a very few people know this information. According to the Vought Group's external propaganda, the existence of superhumans is that of the sons of God!

Jordan continued, "Psychic-type ability users like them are very troublesome, and they have some psychological issues."

"If I could, I wouldn't like associating with these people."

“Especially Kate, she is far more dangerous than Rufus.”

At this point, Jordan looked at Los with amusement, "You've taken a liking to her, haven't you? As a man myself, I can understand."

Los instinctively wanted to explain, but then thought better of it.

I wouldn't say I'm attracted to them, but at most I just like long legs, which is only natural.

"But I still advise you to just give up."

Jordan patted Los on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"She has many suitors. As far as I know, half of the top 30 students in the school have their eyes on her. Currently, the most promising candidates are probably the second-ranked Golden Boy and the sixth-ranked Andre Andersen."

Los asked curiously, "Who's number one?"

"The Blind Man, but he was a junior in college and has already left school. It seems he's about to join the Super Seven."

Jordan's tone was full of envy.

Joining the Seven and becoming a member of the top superhero team is the goal and ideal of all students at Godoyin University.

Only Los, who saw through everything, shook his head inwardly at this.

Joining the Super Seven and working with the Chinese? Are you kidding me?

That's hell ahead!

At the same time.

Downtown New York, the Water Group.

Ashley, one of the Vought Group executives and the public relations assistant and secretary to the Chinese, is leading the Chinese to the brightly lit training ground.

Inside the training ground, a young man wearing a black blindfold and battle uniform was already waiting with his hands behind his back.

"Fathers, this is the blind knight."

Ashley smiled and introduced the Invisible Man to her compatriots, saying, "The Invisible Man's whereabouts are still unknown. The company has already assumed he is dead and recommended that Blind Man temporarily join the Super Seven."

“I am a blind man, and it is a great honor to meet you, sir.”

With a trembling voice and an undisguised joy on his face, the blind man excitedly greeted his compatriots.

The man from the motherland smiled and looked at the blind man, who was completely blind, with surprise. "Wait, you actually knew it was me?"

"If you have super ears, you don't need super eyes."

The blind knight pointed to his superior hearing ears, speaking with pride yet a touch of humor.

The muscles around the eyes of the people in our motherland twitch slightly, but their smiles remain as gentle as ever:

"That's amazing."

"Thank you for the compliment." The blind man was very happy.

He knew that as long as he gained the recognition of his motherland, he would be an official member of the Super Seven!

But what he didn't know was...

Hell lies ahead.

007 The Nature of Los's Abilities

"I must say, this is amazing!"

Looking at the blind man, the Chinese people burst into hearty laughter and gave him a thumbs-up in praise:

"We have been able to overcome our own shortcomings and get to where we are today."

"You, my friend, you are a true hero!"

Faced with the lavish praise from their compatriots.

Blind Man, and even Ashley, who had followed her countrymen for many years, believed that everything was going smoothly.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Vought Group will hold a press conference in New York tomorrow to publicly announce that Blind Man has joined the Super Seven.

But at this moment...

Suddenly, the Chinese man stretched out his hands, clad in dark red gloves, and struck the blind man's ears with lightning speed.

The blind man was so overjoyed at being recognized by his idol that he was completely caught off guard.

Snapped!

Almost instantly.

The blind man's ears were mangled and bloody, his eardrums shattered. He screamed and fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere!

"Now, you're just an ordinary, incompetent, damned blind man!"

The Chinese man instantly turned hostile, coldly looking down at the blind man groaning on the ground, then turned to look at the secretary.

"Ashley, what makes you think I would agree to let a disabled person join my team?"

Ashley stared in terror at the blind man whose ears had been crippled, and at the training ground floor stained with blood; she was completely terrified.

The Chinese man snorted coldly and, in an unquestionable tone, commanded Ashley:

“From now on, I will set the agenda for my meetings, and you must tell me everything about the Water Group.”

He curled his lip dismissively. "Besides, Ashley, you have no right to decide who joins the Super Seven."

“I understand.” Ashley trembled and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Seeing the blind swordsman lying on the ground, severely injured and unconscious, the Chinese people felt that their good mood for the day was ruined.

Is the Vought Group completely out of people? How come they're all useless junk? Without him, the Vought Group would be finished sooner or later!

That's it.

The people of the motherland suddenly remembered the young man named "Loss" they had met at the hijacking site earlier that day.

That kid is pretty good. Although his superpowers are a bit lacking, his publicity style suits his taste perfectly.

If there's no other choice, the other person would be a better fit to replace the missing Invisible Man in the Super Seven.

Of course, the death of the invisible man must be confirmed before that can be done.

I want to see him alive or dead.

The patriot's face was indifferent; he needed to know who was going against the Super Seven, daring to challenge the majesty of God.

……

Gododkin University.

In the dead of night, fully armed security guards stand watch throughout the campus. The campus, which is filled with laughter and joy during the day, transforms into a heavily guarded military base at night.

Inside the darkened apartment dormitory.

Los lay on the bed, not falling asleep immediately, his consciousness subtly sinking into the deepest space of his soul.

After a period of silence and darkness.

Los opened his eyes again.

Injustice Superman, clad in a Kryptonian suit with a golden king's totem; Iron Man, his body fused with steel armor.

The two are like earthbound spirits maintaining their state in the last moments before death, each staying on the battlefield of the Red Sun's radiation prison.

Ignoring Injustice Superman, Ross went straight to Iron Man and greeted him:

Good evening, Mr. Iron Man.

Iron Man replied, "Just call me by my name, Tony Stark."

Los sat cross-legged on the edge of the soul space near the Endgame battlefield, at eye level with Iron Man, who was half-lying down.

"Mr. Stark, what kind of deal were you referring to earlier?"

"It's very simple."

Iron Man snapped his fingers with his left hand, which was not covered by the gold glove, and looked at Los.