'laugh!'
The two fingers pierced through the steel plate like tofu and landed on Eric's forehead. The moment they touched his body surface, they immediately withdrew, leaving only a strong wind that scraped Eric's face painfully.
It turns out that this is the finger knife that Azazo had mentioned.
The broken copper and iron fell to the ground with a clanking sound. Eric, who had survived the disaster, knelt down on the ground and said hoarsely and with difficulty: "I lost."
"You didn't lose, you just failed the challenge."
Caesar shrugged, shook the bell in his ear, and said, "Let's challenge each other again next time. At least you warmed me up, which is very good."
"Just a warm-up?" Eric smiled bitterly. The gap in strength between them was so big that he couldn't even think of catching up.
"get out of class ends early today, go back and have a rest."
Caesar was walking out of the ruins, but halfway through, he suddenly remembered something and stopped, "Oh, that move you just made was pretty powerful. But why do you keep thinking about how to use your abilities at a macro level instead of exploring and developing them at a micro level?"
"Microscopic?" Eric raised his head, and a gleam of light flashed in his confused eyes.
"I just mentioned it casually, you can figure it out yourself."
Caesar waved his hand casually and left towards the residential area without looking back.
"Microscopic, microscopic."
Eric, who stayed where he was, muttered to himself, looking down at his hands, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter, "Why didn't I think that the magnetic field ability can control more than just these scraps of copper and iron..."
Chapter 538: Night Raid on Base
Three days later.
Under the hell course training of Logan, Azazo, and Charles, the combat capabilities of the five mutant trainees have increased dramatically. They not only know how to put their abilities into combat, but also derive and discover new skills and moves based on their abilities.
But even though they could feel themselves improving every day, no student dared to challenge Caesar to snatch the bell. After all, three days ago, Eric, who was recognized as the strongest fighter, still could not shake Caesar, the mountain that stood in the way of the finish line.
Until that night, when the training was over, the students and teachers returned to their rooms to rest and sleep until three in the morning when it was quiet.
In the first single room on the third floor of a residential building, Caesar, wearing cute yellow duck pajamas, was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, soundly sleeping without any protection, with two rabbit ears hanging from the hood of his pajamas.
At this time, on the rooftop, in the corridor, and outside the yard, in an environment where it was pitch dark, several figures were moving in the dark.
"Siren, report the target's status." Hank, the team leader on the rooftop of the fifth floor, asked calmly into the microphone.
"The Kraken is currently in place."
In the courtyard a hundred meters away from the residential building, Sean was wearing a training uniform, with a high-tech prosthetic wing on his back, which allowed him to float in the air with the help of sound wave vibration. He held a night vision high-precision sniper in both hands, crossed a distance of a hundred meters, and observed Caesar lying on the bed through the window.
"The target was fast asleep, not alert at all. Not only was the door unlocked, but even the curtains were open as usual."
"Are you sure he's not pretending to sleep?" Hank confirmed further.
Sean replied confidently, "I am very sure. I have super hearing due to my sensitivity to sound waves. The target's heart rate is very even and slow right now. He is indeed fast asleep, and perhaps even having a sweet dream."
Outside the corridor on the third floor, Alex and Darwin, who were waiting for battle, also heard the report and looked at each other.
Alex lowered his voice and said, "Should we say he is too careless, or that we are too weak? We can snatch the bell anytime and anywhere - he made these rules himself. Now it's like he's deliberately asking us to attack him."
"Don't act rashly." Hank took a deep breath and continued to ask: "Siren, do you see the bell on the target?"
"Lingling, I've been looking for..."
Sean moved the night vision sniper's lens, and the words stopped abruptly. Then he said in surprise: "I saw it, the bell is... on the target's neck. I repeat, the bell is worn around the target's neck as a necklace."
"Wear it around your neck? That's difficult."
"Are you still going to rob us by force? That would mean we would give up our biggest advantage of attacking at night."
Several people kept discussing in the chat channel. Finally, Hank interrupted them and said, "Don't act rashly. I'll go down and try it alone. If something goes wrong, you can take action."
During these three days, the one who changed the most was Hank, whose mutant codename was "Beast".
Under Charles' constant guidance, Hank finally tamed the wildness in his body. He was no longer afraid of the beast gene in his body. He got rid of his previous gentleness and cowardice and dared to use the power of his beast half.
After Hank asked the other members to stay on standby, he kept adjusting his breathing, reached out to take off his glasses, and placed them on the rooftop wall.
After completing all this, his eyes turned to the cold blue-brown color. His muscles swelled up abruptly, pushing up his training suit. Rough and thick blue hair appeared on his body surface without any clothes covering it, and hard, shiny black nails grew on his hands.
A crescent moon peeked out from the dark clouds, and under the bright light of the moon, Hank transformed into a humanoid beast with a terrifying face, like a lion and a man.
The heart is like a tiger, sniffing the roses.
Hank's cold eyes calmed down as he climbed upside down on the outer wall of the residential building. Although his body was bloated and strong, he was as nimble as a large gecko. He climbed from the fifth floor to the third floor without making any sound.
The closer he got to the target window on the third floor, the more careful Hank became and his movements became slower. The people waiting in the yard and the corridor also became nervous.
Without making even the slightest noise, Hank successfully climbed into the room where Caesar was through the open window on the third floor, which made the other students secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
The best outcome of this raid would be to get the bell without alerting Caesar.
"Get the bell as fast as I can. If I succeed, I'll win."
Hank thought to himself that transforming into a beast also gave him night vision. He glanced at the bed and saw the bell necklace on Caesar's neck.
Holding his breath, Hank quietly approached the bed, but just as he took a step, a woman's unique humming sound was heard from the bed.
Woman? Why is there a woman in this room
Hank was a little confused, and then he saw a smooth arm stretching out from the quilt on Caesar's bed, followed by a head of slightly curly sexy blonde hair, and finally an extremely beautiful and familiar face leaning between Caesar's arms.
"Maura…Agent?"
Hank's brain froze for a moment, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He cursed Sean inwardly for being unreliable and not noticing that there were two people in the room.
As for why Agent Mora appeared in Caesar's bed, Hank didn't find it strange. After all, Mora had been interested in Caesar for a long time, and everyone in the base could see it. And Mr. Caesar, in Charles' words, was a real nightclub prince and a white horse wanderer. It was not his style not to take a bite of the delicious food that was delivered to his door.
The adult world is so simple.
"Oh, now is not the time to think about this."
Hank threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, continued to move forward, and reached out to grab the bell hanging around Caesar's neck.
"Huh." Caesar suddenly turned over and slapped Hank with his hand. Hank's pupils contracted violently and he was slapped away before he could react.
The beast-like strong body hit the window, immediately shattering the window frame, and fell onto the lawn in the yard without slowing down, splashing mud and plowing a ten-meter-long ditch.
Sean, who witnessed the entire process, was also observing Caesar. Seeing Caesar turn over and continue to sleep soundly while holding Mora, his lips twitched, "The target is awake? No, it's the other party's body that automatically responded to the emergency."
"Hey, hey, he's the beast, right?" Hank smiled bitterly and said into the microphone, "Don't wait any longer, everyone start to attack!"