I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod.

Since she couldn't come up with an answer, Lilith turned her attention to the testing area, hoping to find inspiration there.

At this moment, the previous examinee regretfully left the room. The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses among the three examiners glanced at the documents in his hand and said:

"Next, Andrew."

A moment later, a guy wearing a turmeric-colored bodysuit walked onto the testing area, his red underwear seemingly indicating his unusual status.

The examiners didn't react much to this; they looked at the information Andrew had filled out as usual, without even glancing at him.

"Andrew, please introduce yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Andrew, dressed in an odd outfit, proudly puffed out his chest and spoke in a loud voice:

"My name is Andrew! Male! I live on the 12th floor of Building B, Xingfu Community, Fourth District of the South City! My parents are alive! My ID card number and bank card number and password are..."

Just as Andrew was about to continue, the bespectacled man interrupted him with a cough. He looked up at Andrew and said:

"You don't need to say everything, just introduce your special skills."

Upon hearing this, Andrew suddenly realized what was going on, and he immediately said:

"Special talent? You might not believe it, but I've had a talent that most people don't have since I was a child: the ability to expel waste gas from my body multiple times in a short period of time..."

As Andrew explained, the bespectacled man patiently took notes in his notebook. However, the examiner with long, straight black hair to the left of the bespectacled man clearly couldn't sit still any longer regarding this obviously problematic presentation.

"Expelling waste gas from the body? That sounds nice, but it's just farting! And you, what's so interesting about that!"

As she spoke, the examiner with long, straight black hair snatched the bespectacled man's notebook, only to find that the notebook was filled with turtle drawings.

“…………”

The examiner with long, straight black hair fell silent. She looked at the bespectacled man who was seriously taking back his notebook, and she didn't know how to describe her feelings.

At this moment, Andrew was still introducing himself:

"Although everyone says my superpower is farting, I don't think so. I've been developing my superpower and finally I can release exhaust gas a hundred times in one minute."

During my best period, I could even achieve brief airtime by farting. I believe that in the future, as long as I work hard to develop it, I will definitely be able to fly.

See this uniform I'm wearing? I had it custom-made. I've already decided on my title when I become a hero: Farting Superman? Sounds pretty cool, right?

"They talked for so long, but in the end they didn't even bother acting! You know it was all nonsense!"

Upon hearing Andrew's next introduction, the black-haired examiner couldn't help but complain, but what made her even more desperate was yet to come.

To the right of the bespectacled man, a long-haired man in a white uniform extended his right hand to Andrew and coldly uttered those words:

"Andrew, please demonstrate your abilities."

The examiner with long, straight black hair complained:

"There's no need to demonstrate this ability!"

Before the examiner with long, straight black hair could stop them, a strange voice made everyone in the examination area frown.

The sound was extremely piercing, short, and accompanied by an indescribable odor. Less than a second after it began, the sound rang out a second, then a third...

The entire testing area fell silent, except for the sound of Andrew emitting exhaust fumes and the occasional sound of someone vomiting.

The examiner with long, straight black hair was now covering her forehead, completely despondent. She tilted her head to look at the two people beside her; the bespectacled man was pinching his nose, while the long-haired man was slumped on the table, presumably unconscious.

The farce lasted about a minute before the bespectacled man stopped Andrew, who was demonstrating his superpowers. The man drew a farting turtle in his notebook and then said to Andrew in a serious tone:

"Alright, Andrew, you can stop now."

Upon hearing this, Andrew stopped farting, looked at the examiner expectantly, and asked:

"How about it? Don't I have the potential to become a superhero?"

But the bespectacled man shook his head and sighed:

"Andrew, I know you really want to be a hero, but unfortunately, in the test just now, you only farted ninety-three times in one minute, far less than the one hundred you claimed you could..."

"You're out, Andrew."

"Is that so? It seems it still won't work..."

Andrew gave a bitter laugh, looked up at the ceiling, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he murmured:

"If I could fart a hundred, or even two hundred or three hundred times a minute, I could become a hero. In the end, I'm just too weak, haha."

Andrew smiled and shook his head, then turned around and left dejectedly.

"etc!"

At that moment, the examiner with long, straight black hair suddenly called out to Andrew. Andrew thought things had taken a turn for the better and quickly turned around, only to see the examiner pinching his nose and saying with disdain:

"Don't close the door, let some air in."

Hearing this, Andrew was on the verge of tears. He nodded and left...

After Andrew left, the bespectacled man adjusted his glasses, then flipped through the information of the next contestant. Upon seeing the next contestant's name, he called out:

"Next up, Xiao Huohuo."

After speaking, and with no response for several seconds, the bespectacled man frowned slightly and called out again:

"Xiao Huohuo, is Xiao Huohuo here? It's your turn for the assessment."

Even after the bespectacled man called again, Xiao Huohuo still didn't respond, and murmurs even began to circulate around the area.

The bespectacled man didn't tolerate this either, saying:

"One minute, Xiao Huohuo. I'm giving you one minute. If you don't finish within one minute, you will automatically fail the assessment."

Thus, the one-minute countdown begins.

Ten seconds passed, then twenty seconds, but Xiao Huohuo did not appear.

Thirty seconds passed, forty seconds passed, and Xiao Huohuo still hadn't appeared.

Fifty seconds passed, and only ten seconds remained. The bespectacled man impatiently tapped his fingers on the table, making a crisp tapping sound. Just when he thought Xiao Huohuo wouldn't come back, a voice suddenly rang out in the last second of the countdown:

"I am here!"

These two words attracted everyone's attention. The bespectacled man looked over and saw a young man in casual clothes walking out of the crowd.

He was handsome, and the smile on his lips gave him a youthful pride. Just as he was about to say something, the bespectacled man spoke first:

"Xiao Huohuo, you're eliminated."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Xiao Huohuo was somewhat incredulous. He pointed to the clock hanging on the wall behind the examiner and exclaimed:

"Why did you eliminate me? I was eliminated at the last second! Are you trying to cheat?!"

Upon hearing this, the bespectacled man looked somewhat helpless:

"Xiao Huohuo, you are indeed late. The clock behind me has been slowed down for some reason, so it is not a reliable indicator."

The examiner with long, straight black hair chimed in:

"I can attest that he's right. It all started with that guy who wanted us to work an extra ten minutes or so..."