"I'm in!"

Almost as soon as John Booth finished speaking， Gwen agreed.

The Execution Team was the top guards affiliated with the highest law enforcement agency in the Apocalypse City. They represented power and strength.

Everyone wanted to join it， let alone a wild child from the lower city district.

John Booth smiled and remained seated in his chair as he asked， "What's your name?"

"My name is Gwen Ginny! I don't have any family， so don't worry that I'll be a burden to you!" The weak voice rang out with extraordinary force.

John Booth stroked his chin with his hand. "Gwen..." Then he took out a vial of potion and threw it to Gwen on the bed， saying， "I'm John Booth. Take it and follow me." John Booth got up and walked outside.

Gwen took it in her hand. There was only a symbol "γ" stuck on the vial. With the small hand gripping the potion， she quickly got out of bed and followed John Booth.

She walked out of the room， passed through the living room， left the house， and trotted all the way behind John Booth to the rooftop terrace.

"Go and sit there， and then drink that potion." In the direction John Booth pointed was a square stone block， about the size of a water tank. Gwen obediently sat on it.

She pulled out the gel stopper and downed the potion in one gulp.

Upon swallowing， there was a faint sweetness. Gwen felt no particular sensation， only a cool liquid sliding down her throat and into her stomach. But in no time， her body began to warm slightly， the heat spreading from her abdomen and gradually permeating her entire body， as if a flame was raging within her.

“Ah...” Gwen couldn't help but whimper， her brows tightly furrowed and her face showing a pained expression. Immediately after， her hands unconsciously clutched the edge of the stone pillar， her fingers turning pale from the strain.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably， and her hair， which had receded to a light red， started to turn red at a visibly rapid pace， strand by strand， as if soaked in blood， exuding a bizarre and eerie beauty.

As time passed， Gwen's condition became increasingly frenzied. Her eyes turned bloodshot， her gaze filled with madness and chaos， as if she had lost her sanity. She continuously emitted low growls from her mouth， the sound not human but more like the roar of some beast， echoing in the air above the rooftop， sending chills down the spines of those who heard it.

Suddenly， Gwen's eyes snapped open， and a powerful force erupted from within her， radiating outward from her center， sweeping across the surroundings.

The force was invisible but had a powerful impact. Some odds and ends placed around the rooftop were instantly sent flying， spinning in the air before crashing to the ground with a "crackling" sound.

And the changes on Gwen's body continued. Her hair had completely turned blood-red， like a burning flame， flaring wantonly.

Behind her， vines began to grow out slowly. Those vines were a strange dark red color. At the ends of the vines were four large-petaled flowers. They coiled and twisted around her body， constantly wriggling and stretching as if they had a life of their own. They grew longer and longer， spreading towards the surrounding space. Wherever they passed， even the air seemed to be tinged with a blood-red hue.

John Booth stood aside， his brows slightly furrowed. His eyes were fixed on Gwen， and there was a hint of solemnity in them.

[This is the aura. The power that killed those thugs must have come from these vines piercing through those people. But what kind of superpower is this? There's no record in the Federal Archives of a move that can make vines grow out of one's body. Is it a summoning ability?]

Suddenly， a red vine split open its flower bud， revealing the spikes inside， and rushed straight at John Booth.

[It seems to be out of control.]

The awakening of superpowers wasn't really a good thing for ordinary people. Many people accidentally awakened superpowers but couldn't master that power. The power would then erupt inside their bodies and they would be dominated by the superpowers. In the end， they would turn into some kind of grotesque creatures， only attacking and destroying everywhere. At present， Gwen was very close to this kind of situation.

He turned his head to dodge the oncoming vine， then reached out， grabbed it， squeezed it hard， and yanked it forcefully towards himself.

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Gwen at the end of the vine was pulled over. John Booth felt a slight stinging pain in his left hand that was pinching the vine. Looking at it， he saw that the vine was covered with spikes， but they didn't pierce his skin. Thanks to his daily training， his palms were already full of callused flesh.

Gwen was also brought in front of him. John Booth stretched out his right hand and grabbed Gwen by the neck， lifting her up. More and more vines grew out from behind Gwen and coiled towards John Booth. However， within a distance of three centimeters around John Booth's body， the effect of the nano-particle protective suit came into play， blocking all the vines outside and preventing them from getting even half a step closer to him.

Looking at Gwen's blood-red pupils， hearing her constantly letting out low growls and seeing her feet kicking randomly in the air， John Booth activated his superpower， "Magnetism".

In John Booth's view， all human beings were magnetic. Positive and negative magnetism were abundant in blood， and everything in the world had magnetism. Thanks to this heaven-defying ability of his， combined with his own insights， he had become an executive at the master level even though he was just under 30 years old.

At this moment， the magnetic field in Gwen's body was in chaos， which had caused her to lose her sanity.

"Come to your senses." John Booth's voice was deep and powerful， like a heavy hammer hitting the depths of Gwen's soul.

The magnetic field within his body spread out like an invisible large net， firmly suppressing Gwen's vines and calming down her chaotic nerves.

Gwen's pupils gradually regained their clarity， and the blood-red light also faded away gradually， replaced by a look of confusion and exhaustion.

Her body gradually stopped struggling， and the vines began to slowly retract. John Booth casually broke off a petal， and finally， the vines disappeared behind her.

He let go of his hand， and Gwen slumped weakly onto the ground， gasping for breath heavily.

"What kind of power is this?" John Booth crouched down and asked in a low voice， "Do you know it yourself?"

Gwen was stunned for a moment， and then she said in a low voice， "There was a voice in my head... It told me that this is called 'Abyssal Vines'."

"Abyssal Vines?" John Booth repeated the unfamiliar name， his brows slightly furrowed.

The strangeness and power of this superpower exceeded his understanding of ordinary awakened individuals and was even completely different from all the superpowers recorded in the federal archives that he had mastered.

Normally， a person who had just awakened their superpower could only use its effects slightly. It was really rare for someone like Gwen to be able to launch a large-scale attack. This kind of talent was at least a superpower of Grade A. His "Magnetism" was at the level of S-.

"Yes." Gwen's voice trembled a little. She covered her chest as if she could still feel the pain as if the vines were tearing her body apart. "It's like... an instinct， something deeply rooted in my soul.

I don't know where it came from or how powerful it really is， but I can feel that it's a part of my body."

John Booth was silent for a moment， then slowly stood up， looking down at Gwen and said， "Control it. Don't let it control you."

Gwen raised her head and stared blankly at John Booth. It wasn't until John Booth stretched out his hand and she took it and was pulled up that she said， "I will." There was a bit of determination in her tone.

John Booth turned around， with his back to her， and said coldly， "You're not a weakling and don't need anyone's pity. Remember that. I'll personally guide you to grow and be your master."

Gwen was stunned for a moment， then nodded vigorously.

"Follow me，" John Booth said faintly. "Since you've awakened your superpower， it proves that you still have value."

He said it casually， without any superfluous emotions in his tone. "Don't let me down."

Gwen looked down at her own hands. The power of the vines seemed to still remain in her body， and a restless aura faintly came from within.

She gritted her teeth， clenched her fists， and then followed John Booth as they stepped off the rooftop.

Along the way， neither of them said much. Gwen tried hard to calm down the emotions in her heart， recalling John Booth's words just now.

After returning to the room， John Booth casually closed the door， turned around and looked at Gwen. "Since you've already awakened your superpower， you must learn to control it. Otherwise， it will only destroy you."

Gwen nodded and looked at him with a determined gaze， as if waiting for the next instruction.

John Booth walked to the center of the room and flicked his finger gently. Suddenly， a slight buzzing sound came from the air， and a light blue magnetic field barrier appeared on his palm， emitting a faint glow.

"Watch，" he said in a low voice. Then he gently pressed his palm down， and the magnetic field barrier instantly spread out like an invisible large net， enveloping the entire room.

Gwen's eyes widened. Feeling the powerful oppressive force brought by the magnetic field， she could clearly sense that her "Abyssal Vines" were stirring restlessly inside her body， yet they were firmly suppressed by this magnetic field.

"Your 'Abyssal Vines' are powerful， but their power comes from within you. If you can't control your emotions， they will turn against you." John Booth's voice carried an unquestionable authority.

Gwen subconsciously clenched her fists and tried hard to concentrate and feel the power of the vines within her body. However， that power seemed reluctant to be controlled by her and kept struggling， trying to break through the suppression of the magnetic field.

"Calm down，" John Booth said in a low voice. "Remember， power is meant to be controlled， not to control you."

Gwen took a deep breath and tried her best to calm her emotions. She closed her eyes， felt the restlessness of the vines within her body， and attempted to suppress it with her own will.

Gradually， that restless aura began to subside， and the power of the vines seemed to obey her call and slowly calmed down.

Gwen opened her eyes， looked down at her hands， and gently stretched out her fingers. Several strands of dark red vines slowly grew out from the tips of her fingers， dancing gently around her fingers as if obeying her orders.

"I did it!" Gwen said in surprise， with a touch of excitement in her voice.

John Booth nodded， a hint of gratification flashing in his eyes， but soon regained his cold expression.

"Remember， this is just the beginning，" he said. "You still have a long way to go."

Gwen gave him a deep look and nodded.

"Next， you'll become a member of the Execution Team，" John Booth said coldly. "But before that， you must prove yourself."

Gwen didn't reply but just nodded vigorously.

"Training starts tomorrow." John Booth turned and left， leaving behind these simple words.

Gwen stood there， looking at his back， and a complex mix of emotions welled up in her heart. There was a longing for power as well as reverence and dependence on John Booth.

She clenched her fists and secretly made up her mind that she must win her master's approval. I will become stronger， much stronger.