American Comics: BOSS Invasion

A blur flashed before his eyes, and the surrounding environment changed. Tim looked around and found himself on a platform.

The platform wasn't large, only about the size of a basketball court, with a huge 'H' painted on it.

It was enclosed by steel, and the light from above was dim and unfathomably deep.

It felt as if he had suddenly arrived in a closed chimney.

Darwin, seeing him looking around, smiled and said, "Welcome to the Doomsday Self-Help Organization. All members of our organization are mutants. Therefore, you don't have to worry about being ostracized or looked at with strange eyes. Here, you can truly relax and enjoy the life that should belong to you."

Tim's eyes showed surprise and delight, and he nodded repeatedly.

The Ravager's lips curled upward.

He could tell that this little guy was still a bit wary, just like Charles and the others when he first met them, all cautious.

Despite his seemingly overjoyed exterior, he might already be adding a few layers of defense in his heart.

Growing up as a mutant in such a difficult social environment of public opinion, one would inevitably be more wary than ordinary people.

"This is one of our bases. Here, you will participate in a three-day training course with other mutants.

After the training, we will assign different jobs based on your wishes."

"What? We still have to work?" Tim asked strangely.

Darwin waved his hand, signaling him to follow.

Still following the direction of the arrows in the passage, they slowly left the landing pad, passed several automatic gates, and entered a luxuriously decorated hall resembling a hotel lobby.

"Wow!" Tim couldn't help but exclaim, his pupils dilating, his face filled with deep shock.

"Shocking, isn't it? When I first came to this base, I was also stunned on the spot. If my friend hadn't pushed me, I might not have come back to my senses for a long time," the Ravager said with a proud smile.

Like the base in front of them, this place was specially built as an underwater base to receive new mutant warriors.

According to the data, this base should be built in the deep sea area of the Pacific Ocean, more than 1000 meters below sea level.

Even a 100,000-ton oil tanker floating on the sea would not be much bigger than a caterpillar from an excited perspective.

Moreover, this base has been treated with Pym Particles and has an emergency escape mechanism. It can be reduced to the size of a glass ball at any time and carried and transferred by a mutant-controlled puppet.

Of course, this is just the tip of the iceberg hidden under the water. Outsiders like Tim cannot see it. What shocks him is the deep-sea-like color of the hall's walls.

This hall, which is the size of a football field, has walls nearly 100 meters high, all built with transparent glass. Under the illumination of special light sources, you can clearly see through the sea view outside.

Schools of fish attracted by special sound waves surround the base in groups, with a variety of species and an astonishing number. Under the illumination of cold light sources, they emit an amazing beauty.

This is like a hotel built in an aquarium, with luxurious interior decorations and the ability to watch deep-sea scenery at any time.

"Don't be too surprised. This is just the base's biological concealment. By using the gathering and spreading phenomenon of fish schools, this base is disguised as a coral reef, which will not arouse suspicion from outsiders and is not easily discovered."

Watching a huge shark rush over quickly, open its mouth to swallow a massive number of fish, and then quickly move away, Darwin exclaimed, "This is natural evolution, survival of the fittest, and also the reason why I like this excitement the most!"

The Ravager scoffed: "Isn't it because Roach Men are afraid of water? So far, there is no record of Roach Men entering the sea. This base is the safest!"

Tim listened in a daze. Although he didn't quite understand, it didn't prevent him from quietly keeping it in his heart.

Putting aside other things, he had a shocking impression of this so-called Doomsday Self-Help Organization.

At this time, Salvador walked over slowly, "It's not easy. You finally succeeded once. Little guy, what's your name?"

"Tim, Tim Salvechi!" Tim spoke a little stutteringly, with the unique greenness of a teenager. His eyes darted around, not daring to look at Salvador.

Salvador came from a special profession. She was not ashamed of showing off the beauty of women, but instead regarded the curves of women as weapons.

Therefore, her dressing style was bold, and she changed her skirts back and forth, but the length never exceeded the root of her thighs.

That's fine. Her upper body clothes always expose her small waist, and she has always maintained a spicy girl style.

Where can this hot style be resisted by a pure little virgin?

Salvador smiled with satisfaction and said, "Okay, Tim, with you, we have enough people for ten, and the second training class can begin!"

Salvador looked at her watch and said, "You probably have two hours to rest a little, and by the way, take a walk around the base to get a general understanding of the location of the functional areas.

Take this watch. After entering your fingerprint, it will be bound to you. This is an important communication tool for the self-help organization.

Artificial intelligence will assist you in completing the next steps and remind you of some precautions. Of course, if you need to ask anything, you can also ask directly. Within the scope of authority, artificial intelligence will give you the most detailed answers."

Tim took the watch and entered his fingerprint with Darwin's help.

As the blue light lit up, a virtual light screen was projected, like a large aperture, circling around his wrist, followed by the appearance of a 3D line-composed avatar, which said softly: "Welcome, new member! I am the artificial intelligence Alice. Can I start the new user guidance program directly?"

"Okay, you can follow Alice's instructions. If you need anything, you can also come directly to me!"

Darwin stretched out his left hand and gently touched Tim's watch with his watch, and the two immediately exchanged contact information.

The Ravager dissatisfied: "Hey, we haven't discussed it yet. Who is Tim's quota assigned to? How did you sign him privately? You're cheating!"

Darwin said with a smile: "The early bird catches the worm. Who told you to be one step slower! Let's go, let's go. The task is urging us. Hurry up and do the next one. How about I give you the next one?"

"I want the third one too!" The Ravager replied angrily, and the two quickly left.

Salvador also waved her small hand and turned to walk in another direction.

Tim looked up and saw that three more people had walked out of the landing pad.

The two people walking in front had more casual expressions, and the one behind was slightly restrained. It seemed that they were also newcomers.

So they really are constantly saving people.

Tim lowered his head and clicked Yes on the watch!