Frank chuckled. "You chose poorly. The fish proves that you have a strong drive to survive, and you'd attack me just for that. Why should I keep you around?"
With those words, and even before Cyclops could argue, he disappeared as the other three watched.
They traded glances, scared for a second, before smiling the next.
That prick thought himself clever and screwed himself over for trying to be smart!
Since it was an either or question, the youngest of the three then said, "The hair needle!"
With Cyclops being the precedent, the right answer was now obvious, so he would beat the rest to it.
"So you're saying you wouldn't hesitate to kill and would come after me for revenge? Then I have even less reason to keep you around!"
Frank waved his hand, and the youngest of the three disappeared too.
The remaining two traded a look of pain.
They thought that the youngsters had chosen wisely, and that they were ones who were going to die.
But as it turned out, there was never a right answer.
How the hell should they even choose?
The man beside Squint, who was missing an ear, stammered, "W-What if I choose both?"
That was the best and only answer he could think of. There was no way he could be wrong now, could he?
"Whoa, you're one greedy pig! Does your daddy even know what kind of a boy he raised?"
Frank sighed, shaking his head. "Let greed rule your life, and you'll eventually decide you want to be me! So, I can't let you live!"
Frank waved his hand again, and Missing Ear died with a look of wistfulness, leaving just Squint.
"I choose nothing!" Squint exclaimed just then, determined.
He knew that Frank was upset about them killing Crewcut, but he had the feeling that Frank was not just sadistically tormenting them to their deaths.
He must have given those choices just to see if they could be calm under pressure and set free the one who passed the test!
It was a strange idea, but it was at least better than how his peers had chosen before.
With Frank's power, the fact that he was avenging someone as insignificant as Crewcut meant he was a good man.
Such individuals despised wickedness but would not resort to murder either—such was their fatal flaw!
Still, Frank laughed. "You choose nothing? You want nothing? Oh, come on—that's not really the truth, is it? You want my power, so why would I let you live?"
Squint was left utterly bewildered.

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