Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

As the students fought valiantly against the onslaught of demon beasts, Fatty observed Adam employing his unique power. The atmosphere around Adam seemed to distort as the purple chains, now understood to be a manifestation of his Gum Gum Rubber ability, shot out with unparalleled speed and precision.

The chains seamlessly wrapped around the demon beasts, rendering them immobile in a surreal dance of purple energy. Fatty's eyes widened as he saw the versatility of Adam's power – a force capable of manipulating the very fabric of matter.

In the midst of the ongoing battle, Adam moved with a calculated grace. His hands encased in the ethereal purple chains, delivered precise strikes to the immobilized demon beasts. The impact echoed through the air as Adam efficiently dispatched his foes, combining finesse with raw power.

The onlookers, including Fatty and Mei, felt a mix of thrill and terror at the spectacle unfolding before them. The battlefield became a surreal canvas where Gum Gum Rubber wielded by Adam painted an aura of dominance.

"That's... insane!" Fatty exclaimed, his voice barely audible over the din of battle.

Mei, her eyes reflecting a blend of amazement and concern, nodded in agreement. "I've never seen anything like it. Adam is on a different level."

The other students, engrossed in their individual struggles, stole glances at Adam's remarkable feats. Whispers and gasps rippled through their ranks as they tried to comprehend the magnitude of Adam's abilities.

As the final blows were dealt and the incapacitated demon beasts lay defeated, Adam's Gum Gum Rubber power receded.

Professor Zhuge, observing the aftermath from a distance, offered a nod of approval. "Extraordinary. Adam's power is both innovative and effective. It seems we have some exceptional talents among us."

Adam pulled off another jaw-dropping move. It was like watching a freakin' superhero in action. His powers, the Gum Gum Rubber, kicked in again, and this time, he turned the area around him into his own playground.

"Did he just... claim this whole space as his turf?" Fatty mumbled, half-amazed and half-terrified.

Mei shot him a look, her eyes wide. "Looks like it. Adam's turning into a one-man show out here."

Adam, standing in the center of his newly claimed territory, extended his hands like some wizard casting a spell. And damn, did things start to get freaky. The ground beneath warped into a purple vortex, as if reality itself was bending to his whims.

"He's, like, controlling everything in that space. Did he just make a mini-dimension or something?" Shawn wondered, scratching his head in bewilderment.

Zhou, watching from a distance, muttered, "This is next-level stuff. I-I didn't expect that he's already a genetic warrior. Why is he hiding it? What kind of genes did he fuse!?" Stay updated via empire

He felt that his face was hot at this moment. He actually provoked such a monster! He had to admit that if he fights Adam. He wasn't confident dealing with such a weird ability.

Within Adam's 10-meter kingdom, the surroundings transformed. Trees twisted into rubbery sculptures, rocks contorted into bizarre shapes, and even the air seemed to gain a strange, elastic quality.

"I didn't sign up for this sci-fi horror show," one student grumbled, eyeing the surreal scene with a mix of fascination and dread.

Meanwhile, Professor Zhuge, who was fighting one of the roar-level beasts, raised an intrigued eyebrow. "Manipulating the very fabric of the environment. This is a domain-type genetic ability! Adam, you're pushing the boundaries."

The students exchanged glances, realizing that they were witnessing something extraordinary. Adam wasn't just fighting; he was reshaping reality within his designated realm.

Zenith, leaning against a tree, watched the spectacle with a casual yet thoughtful expression. "So, that student is not just a one-trick pony. He's, like, the Picasso of gum and rubber."

As the battle raged on, Adam's domain became a focal point of attention. The once-terrifying demon beasts found themselves contending not only with the students but also with the surreal landscape Adam had crafted.

"He's turning the battlefield into his canvas," Mei remarked, her eyes tracking Adam's every move.

Fatty, still grappling with the absurdity of it all, couldn't help but feel a mix of exhilaration and unease. "Who knew our classmate was a walking acid trip waiting to happen?"

As Adam continued his psychedelic puppetry with the environment, the students couldn't help but exchange sheepish glances. They'd underestimated Fatty's buddy, and now they were paying the price with front-row seats to a reality-warping spectacle.

"Okay, note to self: never judge a book by its cover. Or a guy named Fatty's friend," one student muttered, looking thoroughly embarrassed.

Another student chimed in, "Seriously, what other tricks was he hiding up his sleeves? I feel like we're in a mutant high school or something."

Mei, watching Adam's gum-and-rubber show, couldn't help but grin. "Guess it's time to revise their perception about him. Adam just upgraded from 'plain dude' to 'actual superhero. in their view..."

Adam leaned against a tree with his usual nonchalant demeanor, and raised an eyebrow. A few students glanced his way, curious about the guy who seemed to prefer the shadows over the limelight.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Why does Adam act so low-key? He has such power, yet he doesn't even seem to care," one student pondered.

Another chimed in, "Maybe he just doesn't like attention. Some people are allergic to the spotlight."

Caleb, overhearing the chatter, smirked. "Spotlight's overrated. I'm here to survive, not audition for a talent show."

As the students watched the battlefield evolve into a psychedelic dreamscape under Adam's influence, a collective realization settled in. They were surrounded by extraordinary individuals, each harboring powers and potential beyond their initial judgments.

The shame of underestimating their classmates mingled with a new sense of wonder. The once "ordinary" students of No.3 High School were proving to be anything but that.

Meanwhile, Fatty, who had a front-row seat to both Adam's display and the reactions of his classmates, couldn't help but revel in the moment. His initial awkwardness at being labeled "Fatty" seemed to dissipate in the face of his buddy's extraordinary abilities.

"Well, I always said Adam was more than meets the eye. Who's laughing now?" Fatty whispered to himself, a mix of pride and amusement in his eyes.