"What the hell are these things?!"
He had plenty of skill points, but his rotten luck just wouldn't give him a break!
Li Jie slumped in the driver's seat, staring at the jumble of skills he had just randomly drawn, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
[*Righteous Bearing: Your reputation gain rate increases by ten percent, and your teammates' opinion of you rises by two tiers.] [*Your chance of being exposed while working undercover increases by two hundred percent.] [*Even someone like me would look like an underground operative in this outfit!]
[Transit Chaser: Any public transportation you are chasing will only depart after you arrive.] [*I'm not on yet! I'm still not on!]
What fucking use was any of this?!
It wasn't exactly useless, but none of it would help with the situation at hand.
Only the final skill left him unsure whether it would be useful.
[Skill level: 3] [Points required: 4/4] [Shared Misfortune: Lock onto one enemy. All buffs and debuffs affecting you will be applied to the enemy at double strength.] [Skill duration: Thirty minutes] [Cooldown: 240 hours] [*This skill cannot be upgraded.] [*You worked diligently for an entire year, and your boss bought another new car!]
Kara Zor-El hovered beneath the clouds. The night wind lifted her short blond hair, and moonlight lent her young face a pale but resolute look.
She remembered Li Jie's words: "Be careful when you fly. Get up high before you accelerate."
Now she was high in the sky, about to do something utterly reckless.
Kara took a deep breath. Although Kryptonians could survive in a vacuum, the habitual gesture made her feel a little better. Then she released her bio-electric field.
It was like dropping a pebble into a