The Apocalypse Survival Bureau immediately detected the abnormal energy fluctuations on the island.
An elite team of superpowered individuals was immediately dispatched towards the direction of the portal for reinforcement and control.
It turned out that on this island, there was a spatial rift leading to another world, which would open periodically.
In the past, the openings were brief, allowing only a few weak monsters to squeeze through.
Indeed, the very existence of superpowered individuals in the world was likely connected to this portal.
To prevent unnecessary public panic, the International Federation established the Apocalypse Survival Bureau.
Its initial purpose was to monitor the portal, recruit superpowered individuals, and protect the world from invasions from the other world.
The final competition was set here, in part to test the strength of the superpowered individuals from each generation.
After all, the primary reason superpowered individuals were not running rampant worldwide was the collective need to resist the invasion from the other world.
Without this external pressure, it was likely that the world would have devolved into a struggle between superpowered individuals and ordinary people long ago.
“Immediately assess the fluctuation level of this portal!”
Tie Jun, the deputy captain of the Apocalypse Survival Bureau’s combat team, said with a grim expression.
“The fluctuation is still ongoing. The instruments indicate the current energy fluctuation level is 5!”
The observer said nervously.
“What? Level 5? That’s the fluctuation level from when the portal first appeared!”
Tie Jun’s face turned extremely grim upon hearing the level.
He clearly remembered the devastating price humanity had paid when the portal first appeared.
The portal emitted some form of interference, simultaneously expanding and forming land in the sea, rendering all conventional firearms completely ineffective.
It was as if traditional physics principles were completely subverted and altered here.
In the end, humanity could only fight at a distance from the portal. After a fierce battle, the island’s area was barely contained within a hundred thousand square kilometers.
With the emergence of superpowered individuals, they became the sharpest tool against monsters, continuously reducing the number of monsters on the island and preventing their escape.
Now, a massive fluctuation comparable to the portal’s initial appearance had arrived. Although humanity now possessed many powerful superpowered individuals,
were these experts truly sufficient to suppress the monsters from the portal?
Even if they were, what would be the cost?!
Tie Jun couldn’t help but glance back at the dozens of transport planes flying alongside, and a few superpowered individuals in the air.
After this battle concluded, how many would survive?
…
Meanwhile, at the commentary booth.
After a brief moment of confusion, the commentator quickly stated:
“This… can also be considered a feature of our battle royale competitions!”
“To prevent some contestants from hiding in a corner and winning the match this way,”
“monsters within the red zone will actively seek out targets and attack them!”
“Therefore, if contestants quickly eliminate their opponents and stand out, they will end the match sooner.”
“Otherwise, the entire competition will turn into a confrontation between superpowered individuals and monsters. The longer the time drags on, the more intense the battle will become!”
The superpowered commentator looked at his colleague with a bewildered expression.
He was the third-place winner of the Superpowered Individual King’s Tournament and naturally knew what was on that island. He had signed a non-disclosure agreement.
Even if the commentator next to him didn’t know, the organizers of this event certainly did.
Yet, these people had handed such a script to the commentators to fool the audience.
And that was just the beginning; the superpowered individuals on the island were likely in grave danger.
With the portal’s severe fluctuations, shouldn’t the competition be stopped? The organizers were risking the contestants’ lives for profit!
“Then, I will continue to bring you the exciting match!”
The commentator said with a smile, then looked at the superpowered commentator with a puzzled expression.
His gaze seemed to say: Say something too, don’t let me do all the talking from start to finish, it’s awkward, isn’t it?!
Unexpectedly, the superpowered commentator suddenly slammed the table and stormed off… and left again…
“Well… my partner probably has some personal matters to attend to. Let’s continue watching!”
“Currently, the red zone is expanding, and large clusters of green highlights are heading towards Miss Shirley and Miss Slug!”
“So, will Miss Shirley and Miss Slug choose to unite against the strong enemy? Or will they fight separately?”
The commentator continued his narration.
At this moment, on the battlefield.
Shirley stood before Miss Slug… or rather, the slugs.
Because in front of her stood four Miss Slugs who were identical in appearance, attire, and demeanor.
“You came so quickly. The match ending so soon is probably not what the organizers wanted!”
“After all, they are not philanthropists who would hold such an event for free. The longer our matches last, the more footage can be edited for later, and the more topics can trend. This will be beneficial for our future career development!”
Miss Slug said with a smile.
“I just want to get first place. As for future matters, we can talk about them later!”
Shirley said expressionlessly.
“What a shame. Seeing you repeatedly trending, I thought you were a master of manipulating public opinion!”
“I didn’t expect you to be just a silly person who became popular by accident!”
As soon as Miss Slug finished speaking, another woman, identical to her, leaped down from a tree behind Shirley and launched an attack.
*Crack!*
Without even turning her head, Shirley grabbed the attacker by the neck and twisted with force, snapping it directly.
*Thump!*
The moment the clone fell to the ground, it dissolved into a cloud of dust and vanished.
“Don’t use such foolish tricks. It’s an insult to both you and me!”
“I originally thought your clones could even recover from fatal injuries, but I didn’t expect them to disappear upon receiving a fatal blow. Aren’t those clones too useless?”
Shirley said calmly.
“Heh, I have to admit, you are very strong. With my abilities, I probably can’t defeat you!”
“But you can’t defeat me either. We are at a stalemate!”
Miss Slug said sweetly, full of confidence.
“I do not accept a draw!”
Shirley said, raising her right hand slightly.
*Voom!*
A scorching beam of energy instantly severed a tree with a two-meter diameter in half.
Before Miss Slug's main body could land, Shirley had already appeared before her like a ghost!
“Surrender? Or die?”
Shirley raised her left hand and asked expressionlessly.