At Tony's house, Zhang Lan stayed for less than half an hour and left. Before leaving, he told Tony not to talk to anyone about his return.

In addition, he was also commissioned to buy a peculiar eyeglasses on eBay, but Zhang Lan couldn't remember the specific things.

Tony's answer is simple. All glasses on eBay will be shipped to the Stark Building within three days. When he comes back, he will pick which one he needs.

Well, Zhang Lan said that he is also a good friend of the local tyrants on the earth.

After leaving the Stark Building, Zhang Lan went straight to the "Super Energy Shelter", a subsidiary government organization of the Genius Academy, which interviewed superhumans and delivered fresh blood to the Genius Academy.

However, according to Tony's information, there is some way out, so Zhang Lan plans to take a look at it himself.

The interview place is a super-large palace. In a hall, there are rooms with small squares. After Zhang Lan transforms into the room, he even needs a simple queue to be arranged.

Like a job interview in the talent market.

As soon as Fang entered the door, it was very simple, a table, two chairs, a camera, an interviewer, and the rest was white.

The snow-white walls, snow-white floors, and even the ceilings are snow-white, oh, I don't know how the other rooms are. The interviewer in Zhang Lan's room happens to be a white officer.

"Name, age, location of household registration, ability, oh, yes, and identification." The white military officer said concisely.

After reporting the fake identity and identity Zhang Ming prepared by Tony, Zhang Lan revealed his ability to control sand.

No one said that superpowers cannot be repeated.

"Wow, your ability is very similar to Zhang Lan's." The white officer's stylized face slightly changed: "Well, I don't know if it's your luck, or your misfortune, you will be assigned to the combat team. "

"Combat group? What do you mean? Are there any other groups?" Zhang Lan asked doubtfully.

"Combat and logistics teams are assigned according to ability. Obviously, your abilities are very suitable for fighting, so they are assigned to the combat team. Good luck, Scott!"

The white officer stamped a steel stamp on a piece of paper and pushed it to Zhang Lan's table.

"Get out from the door behind me, then turn left, give them this report form, and you will take the nearest general plane to the combat training base."

"Huh? Aren't you going to the Academy of Genius?" Zhang Lan's eyes were a little bit, meaning that there was something stupid.

"If you don't go right away, you need to simply participate in some inspections and competence assessments before you can go to the Genius Academy. You know, the management inside is not freer than the outside. It is the military management of the military school model. You need to adapt to it first. "The white officer explained very smoothly, obviously not the first time.

In the mood to give it a try, Zhang Lan picked up the report form and walked out the door behind the white officer. It was a quiet narrow and long passageway with two doors on each side, with the words "Combat" and "Logistics" written on them.

From time to time, a door will open or walk left or right, disappearing behind the door more quickly.

At the prompt of the white military officer, Zhang Lan turned left and walked into the wooden door with the word "fighting" on. The sight was immediately wide-this is actually a small airport!

There are three medium-sized passenger planes parked around, which can reprint 300 passengers. Are there so many superhumans who are currently registered?

Under the guidance of a soldier with live ammunition, Zhang Lan submitted a report form, and was arranged to sit on a passenger plane about to take off.

Fortunately, in less than three minutes after he went up, this passenger plane was broadcasting instructions about to take off-destination, Detroit, the city with the highest crime rate in the United States.

The flight journey was lonely. It happened that Zhang Lan had not slept for more than a month-he with the **** body only needs to rest once a year to recover enough energy.

Although he didn't feel tired, Zhang Lan closed his eyes and was ready for a good night's sleep—well, in human words, he took a nap.

Even during sleep, Zhang Lan is always alert to the surroundings. About a while later, at the first time when the broadcast sounded, Zhang Lan opened his eyes and looked clear, where did he sleep.

After getting off the plane in an orderly manner, Zhang Lan looked around, frowning deeply.

The soldier with a real weapon and a nuclear bomb has a serious look, and the attitude of that gun, the absolute battlefield veteran, has seen blood.

And there are 500 such soldiers, nominally 100 superhuman passengers escorting off the plane, to the nearest superhuman camp-where they landed at a military base in Detroit.

It was said that it was an escort, but Zhang Lan observed that the surrounding soldiers' fingers were placed on the trigger, the muzzle was hidden, and they were also aimed at superhumans. Every five soldiers were in a group, and one group was facing a superhuman. Absolutely guard against death.

The most important thing is that their insurance is open!

Insurance is only available in combat. Obviously, they are now performing combat missions.

So, is it possible for ordinary escorts to fight?

Although there is, it does not reach the point where it is ready to fight at such a moment.

A layer of haze slowly rose in Zhang Lan's heart, and his mood became deeper and deeper.

"Hope, you don’t want to die by yourself~~ Otherwise, my plan can only be carried out in advance!"

With a heavy heart, Zhang Lan followed 99 other superhumans who did not yet know their own destiny. Under the leadership of the leading soldiers, they were assigned to one laboratory after another.

This was followed by complicated and demanding inspections.

Blood tests,

physical fitness,

Power check,

Tissue sampling,

x-ray full body scan,

...

These are still normal procedures, and it took a whole afternoon to complete. It was not completed until 9 o'clock in the evening. Zhang Lan was also arranged to rest in a small room.

It's really a small room. The surroundings are made of ultra-titanium alloy, which is a square iron box. Even the door is locked after the soldiers leave.

According to their reasons, this place is a military powerhouse and cannot be moved around at will.

This reason is still to be said in the past, but when the surrounding metal wall was energized with strong current, Zhang Lan's endurance finally reached the limit.

This strong current, even if he tried to touch it, was numbed by the electric body, showing the high voltage. You know, he has Odin's body!

If this is an ordinary superhuman, there is no anti-electricity-related superpower, absolutely one electric shock!

This... this is simply a heavy prison!

Therefore, at three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Lan decided to go out and get a good understanding of the secret of this superhuman research military base.

Is the so-called genius academy a crystallization of peace between the government and superhumans, or is it an excuse for the government to rationalize management and study superhumans?

"Huh... the government? Ha ha, if you really dare to do this, I dare to kill!"