"So, every mission is boring and boring because it's so easy. "Sitting on the plane flying to Iceland, the captain of the team, Mr. "World Hero", was talking to me, and before leaving the camera, we both relaxed a little more than before. And Scarlett is obviously more comfortable than just now - at the moment, she is chatting happily with the other female heroes on the plane.

"It is estimated that the enemy will already admit defeat when he sees your figure and momentum. I shrugged my shoulders helplessly, and honestly, I felt like I was talking to a brown bear. The real names of the "World Heroes" are unknown, and very few transhumans are willing to reveal their real names to the public, which will affect their normal lives. What I know about him comes from all kinds of news reports - falling from the sky to remove hidden dangers that threaten the safety of the world, whether it is a burning nuclear power plant or a local war, in the monstrous waves, in the tumbling magma - wherever there is a threat, he is there.

Hearing my compliment, he shook his head: "Not really, a long time ago—when I was very young, I was once defeated by a man and almost lost my life. At that time, I was not a member of the Transhuman Foundation, but just a muddy person. ”

I became intrigued by what he was saying.

"Would you like to elaborate on that?"

"Absolutely. ”

As he spoke, the "World Hero" sat up slightly: "When I was twenty-five years old, maybe twenty-six, I was still a short-tempered person who liked to use force to solve problems. I discovered that there was some unknown mysterious force in my body—the blow of a club could not cause pain, the blade could not cut my skin, not even a bullet could hurt me. To my surprise, I learned how to hide it and use a little bit from time to time, which made my life easier. ”

Oh, his so-called convenience is probably to make money by playing black boxing underground, or it may be to serve the gangsters.

"One night, I got drunk and staggered out of the bar. Then, the person walking by hit me. Just a gentle stroke, but it made me feel annoyed. ”

He smiled, as if to laugh at the recklessness and sloppiness of his youth.

I reached out and pressed the man's shoulder. How skinny, I feel like I can crush him with a slight grip. ”

"But that person didn't feel afraid, on the contrary, I felt his aura slowly growing stronger as the temperature rose around him. I felt a sense of fear in my heart for no reason, and in a panic, I threw him into the alley - haha, yes, I threw him in, grabbed his shoulder, and threw him into the alley like a ball. ”

Listening to his description, I felt as if I had seen the man fall half to death.

"Although I threw him high, he quickly rose in the air and stepped on the ground very steadily. I don't know if it's because of the lighting or if it's my memory, his hood drops, revealing blonde hair. It's not a European or American face, but it has that bright golden hair color, and it doesn't look like a lifeless color that is bleached. ”

Mr. "World Hero" described the appearance of the boy in detail, and his vocabulary was very rich, and I heard that he was not only superior in martial arts, but also a doctor of astronomy. If he writes a book, he will be a good writer.

"I've never seen such a scorching power—though I've seen the heat of the flames before, but the feeble burning is beyond the reach of my strong flesh—the young man's flames have the power of hell. In less than ten seconds, I was crushed to the ground, helpless. ”

At this point, he clasped his hands together: "That was the first time I tasted failure." I looked at the man's back and fainted, and when I woke up, I found myself in the hospital, and the young man was gone. ”

As he spoke, he pulled down his neckline, revealing the scars from the burns that covered the left shoulder and the side of his neck. Oh my God, I looked at the middle-aged man next to me in amazement, such a tall and strong, what kind of teenager could defeat him with flames, and even make him faint!

"Isn't it scary?" he looked at me, his face unexpectedly calm, "this scar has made me think about myself anew, I shouldn't just live like that." After that, I started to change myself until I became the person I am today. I love children – I have two lovely daughters and a son – and I should contribute to my family, to more children and families, that is the bright future. I feel that this is a mission that God has given me. ”

His words made me respectful.

"Did you ever meet the boy again?"

He shook his head: "That man is like a messenger sent by God, and he has disappeared from this world ever since. I think it's a pity that with that kind of power, it is not known to the world. If he joins the Transhuman Foundation, I'm even willing to give up the captaincy. ”

"Maybe he's serving some organization in the shadows," I comforted the "World Hero," "like 'Sanctions', the mercenary group under the Wuming Company." ”

He nodded, but from his expression I could sense that he didn't seem to want to accept the possibility: "You have a point, I just hope he doesn't have blood and life on his hands." ”

As he said this, the fighter trembled slightly. The young hero, who called himself "Longbow", came over: "Captain, here we are. ”

The "World Hero" nodded: "Tell everyone, get ready." ”

The atmosphere began to get tense.

"John!" Scarlett shouted at me.

"What's the matter?"

I saw her putting on her coat: "We need to follow up on the shoot, get ready." It seems that the temporary tension does not hide her nature of seeking excitement and exploring the unknown.

Although the sun has not yet set on the equator, it is now dark in the Icelandic countryside. The cold wind blew, and I still couldn't help but shiver in my coat, which made me even more curious about the material of the Transhuman Foundation's uniforms - despite standing in the cold wind, none of the team members shrank by half a point.

"Hey, John," Scarlett, standing at the back of the line, leaned lightly on my shoulder, "do you see the female player?"

I looked in the direction she was pointing, and it was a young lady who looked about Scarlett's age. She was very tall and had clear eyebrows, and although the night was dark, I could feel the light from her pale eyes. Compared to Scarlett's slender build, the female player had more muscle mass and seemed to have a tighter feel - perhaps due to too much melee combat.

"What's wrong?" I don't understand, is Scarlett just there to express her envy?

"She's Russian," Scarlett whispered, "and like us, she's getting married next week!"

Heroes can naturally get married, but the Transhuman Foundation officials never reveal the hero's private life to the public. Presumably, it is also for their own safety and that of their families.

"Oh, that's a nice thing to do," I whispered to Scarlett, "did she tell you more?"

"Of course," Scarlett winked playfully, "but that's not something to be included in the report, I'll tell you when we take a break." ”

While we were discussing in a whisper, Todd, my old partner who had worked with me for many years, walked over: "John, it's time for us to go," he said, pointing back, and there were more than a dozen off-road vehicles on the clearing, "It looks like we have to get to our destination, and we need to sit for a while." ”

In the darkness of the night, the buggy was speeding down the road, and my heart began to beat violently again, as if some monster was lurking inside me, twitching wildly with its twisted and bloated body and beating my heart while clutching my throat with fear. To alleviate this unsettling feeling, I cast my gaze on the night speeding backwards. At this moment, all the vehicles are speeding ahead of us, and we are closely following the heroes. This wasn't my first time in Iceland, and when I looked around, there was yellow turf in the light, animals running after cars in the darkness, and long glows of reflective irises dragging over them.

"There are 34 people on this mission," Scarlett said, flipping through the list of members that Mr. Benjamin had gotten under his permission, and that's all we got, "I'm sure we'll be able to write a good report this time." ”

"Maybe I should start by writing a good wedding address. "I jokingly joked about Scarlett.

As the car drove south, something black appeared in my sight, getting closer and closer.

It's the forest.

"Well, what's going on?" said Todd's words, revealing a hint of incomprehensible doubt.

"What?" I looked at him with Scarlett.

"I ...... I'm not sure," Todd said, holding up the camera, looking through night vision at the dark forest ahead, "is there really a forest here?"

So I looked again at the forest that was getting closer and closer. In the darkness, under the headlights, in the unilluminated darkness of the forest, there is a terrifying gloom waiting to swallow us as we approach.

The car stopped.

I saw the hero of the world get out of the car. A few heroes who seemed to be of high status also got out of the car, standing at the edge of the forest, discussing something. Unfortunately, it was too far away for me to hear clearly.

"What are they talking about?" asked Scarlett, leaning over me.

I shook my head, God knows. It's so dark all around, and it's a cold suburb, except for a little starlight in the sky, only the lights of the field vehicles can broaden our horizons. It's not easy for me to be able to see them coming together and their mouths moving in this state.

"Honestly," Todd adjusted the machine in his hand, perhaps the night vision device would reassure him a little, "I don't think it's a good job. ”

"Come on," Scarlett said every time, looking back at Todd. ”

"No!" Todd frowned, emphatically "this time it's true! Think about it, if there really are beasts here, those heroes will be counted, they will naturally be able to handle it, what should we do?

Todd was always good at finding pessimistic points in the positive, as if that would allow him to plan ahead. But sometimes I feel like he can really get to the point. What he said worries me.

As Scarlett tried to continue arguing with him, my body shuddered, as if something had stimulated the little sense of crisis and fear that I still had as a primate deep in my genes. And just before the damned erector muscle had eased down, in the midst of the three of us, something black "swished" before our eyes, and even the heavy sound of it falling on the board seemed to be a little later than the figure.

At that moment, I seemed to have seen the whole thing - in the darkness, its claws were bending slightly, the claws of the soldier's scalp and the crumbs of the car were left between the fangs, and the eyes, the eyes of the thing, were completely missing—it must have been degraded to adapt to the lightless forest, but its size was indeed greater than that of humans! This thing must have peeked at us in the forest, quietly bypassed the heroes while they were discussing strategy, and then picked the easiest of us! Those heroes will be unaware of our death, and we, before we even have a chance to call for help, will become the next batch of minced flesh and bone residue stuck in the molars of these beasts!

Of course, all these shouts, all the judgments, were in my mind the moment the thing fell. That thing didn't attack us, because it wasn't a beast at all, it was a person. A beast-like man, to be exact—oh my god, the woman from Russia who spoke to Scarlett. She quickly landed in the midst of us, and I mistook it for a terrible monster, and since I had no weapon in my hand, I would have been imprisoned for manslaughter.

"Captain asked me to inform you that the mission is in front of you," crouched and looked around at the three of us, the heroine stood up, her eyes like feline eyes, her pupils narrow and straight, reflecting light in the dark, "you can get ready and get out of the car, I will be in charge of your safety with a few others." ”

"Oh," I nodded, my body sweating profusely from the fright, and my whole body itched like an electric shock, "Oh, that's great." "I think the captain in her mouth should be a world hero.

She nodded to me, rolled over and jumped out of the car. I doubt the use of sending a "Catwoman" on such a dangerous mission.

"Oh my God," Todd slumped, nearly dropping the camera on the ground, "that woman scared us to death. ”

I looked at Scarlett, and then at Todd. It was only then that I realized that this mission had strained our nerves. Compared to being on the battlefield or at a crime scene, this work is something we have never been exposed to before.

Soon, the 34 heroes on the list were assembled, 4 members were responsible for support and liaison outside the forest, and the remaining 30 people were divided into three teams to search the woods. Thankfully, we've been placed on one of the World Heroes' squad, and that's probably what the Foundation is all about—it's a shame to be a follow-up reporter who is involved in a dangerous operation to bring the positive meaning of the Superhuman Foundation to the world. And let journalists follow the heroes of the world, and there will be absolutely no accidents.

Of course, it is impossible for world heroes to always revolve around reporters as the main force. So at the moment we are surrounded by heroes, including the Russian heroine, in the middle of the line.

"Mr. Scott," one of the heroes following me whispered to me, "how are you feeling?"

"Huh?" I looked at him, the only thing I could make out in the darkness was his beard, could Santa Claus be a hero?

"Honestly, this is the first time we've done this kind of work," Todd leaned the camera over his shoulder to prevent it from slipping down, "uh...... I mean, work with the heroes. ”

At this moment, another hero also spoke: "I really don't understand, this mission is so dangerous, why should reporters be involved, could it be that Benjamin took the wrong medicine?"

"Maybe it's to give the public a better understanding of your work, which can increase your approval ratings. I turned my head in the direction of the voice, but I wasn't sure who said it, and the uniform attire of the heroes made it impossible for me to distinguish between them.

"Scott is right," said the world hero at the head of the line, "maybe that's what Benjamin thinks—don't talk about the useless—Susanna, is there any movement?"

Hearing this, Catwoman shook her head: "I didn't see anything." She has a strong Russian accent in her English, perhaps learned to communicate with her "colleagues" normally.

As she spoke, she turned to the other person and asked, "What about you, do you see anything?"

I felt a moment of cringe and fear, and then the voice of a woman who sounded more weak and helpless said, "I don't know...... I, I didn't feel anything, so dark. After a pause, the voice continued, "But the forest is unexpectedly quiet...... It's not normal, Mr. World Hero, I feel scared, it's so weird here. ”

I've been scared like that, is this a hero? I think even though she didn't say a word, Scarlett was much braver than she was.

I frowned in confusion.

"Look, 'Little Deer' is scared again," the bearded man shook his head, "oh my God, this is terrible, that is terrible, oh!" he pinched his throat to learn the girl's voice, not sure whether it was to ease her tension or to laugh at her.

"If you talk any more nonsense, I'll gouge out your eyeballs. Catwoman said viciously.

"I'm rooting for Suzanne this time," Mr. World said, looking back, "You should know, Maxim, that the 'fawn' can be sensitive to danger and can help us even more. So I won't allow you to tease her. ”

"Oh," the bearded Maxim said, turning back to the other side, "I'm sorry, but you know I didn't mean it out of malice. ”

"It's all right," and then another voice appeared, oh my God, are all the people in this group so talkative? But this time I heard the owner of the voice, "If there's danger, I'll protect you." ”

The man I interviewed for the first time, the man named "Chan-gong", and the world hero told me that the code name means "long bow" in Chinese, no wonder I felt that he was not humble and elegant and easy-going when I first met, and I think many Chinese writers and politicians I came into contact with also had this temperament. Maybe the owner of the cowering female voice is also Chinese.

Although this sentence is not very loud, Scarlett and I have a different taste, and probably only those who are going to get married can hear the fun.

But at the same time, I can feel that the interior of this team, although not very discordant under the coordination of the heroes of the world, is also full of complexity and conflict, like the peoples and races that make it up. It's hard for me to imagine anyone with the ability and the funds to bring together such a "chosen one."