Edge of the Apocalypse

Alan wasn't stupid. He could tell that Lucy was just teasing him, just like Aisha outside the hall. To them, this kind of behavior was more like a game in itself. Of course, if Lucy went too far, he wouldn't mind taking action. At this age, children on the surface would have known what to do and could have done.

It was just that Lucy always gave Alan a strange feeling.

Just like the skin she had just displayed, this smooth, silk-like skin was practically non-existent on the surface of the earth. Sandstorms, extreme heat and relatively harsh conditions can make women's skin rough. No matter how well it was maintained, it was impossible to have skin like Lucy's, which seemed to drip with water after a squeeze. It was simply the dream of all women.

Furthermore, whether it was now or in the training hall on the top floor. In Lucy, Alan always felt that she lacked a sense of urgency. The death arena was not a game, but a cruel competition for life and death. Allen asked himself that his mentality had eased up, and most people wished they could use one day as two days. However, in Lucy's body, he did not feel any nervousness at all from the girl.

For her, all of this was really just a game.

In short, Ellen doubted whether she really came from the surface, even though she did have the word "District 17" written on her profile. However, after experiencing many things, Little Allen already knew that as long as some officials were willing, this little trick was nothing.

Allen didn't want to have too intimate an affair with such a person.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Lucy waved her hand in front of him.

Alan stood up and said, "It's getting late. I should go back."

"It's still early. Don't leave in a hurry." Lucy grabbed him and smiled craftily, "You're just in time. Come with me somewhere later."

"Where are you going?" Alan had a slight headache, and he could not fathom the girl's thoughts at all as he looked at Lucy.

"Aisha has been a little strange lately." Lucy said seriously, pointing to the next room. "From two days ago, at night, there will be some strange movements in her room. You know that she is my mentor, and I don't want anything to happen to her. So later, the two of us will secretly go and see what happened to her."

"Peeping? This isn't good, is it?" Alan shook his head.

"It's called caring," said Lucy disapprovingly. "It's also called kind observation. It's not peeping!"

She looked at the clock on the wall and grinned, "Get up and move the sofa over here."

Alan had no choice but to push the sofa in the middle as she said. Lucy asked him to stand up again, bent her knees and jumped on the sofa. She stood up and reached out just to reach the ventilation opening in the ceiling. After removing the air strainer from the vent, Lucy slipped into the ventilation duct easily and poked her little face out, saying to Alan, "Come on up."

Alan didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he followed Lucy into the ventilation pipe. So the girl climbed ahead, and Alan followed suit. Looking at Lucy skillfully choosing the direction of the fork in the ventilation pipe, she knew that this was definitely not the first time she had drilled into it. This eccentric girl gave Allen a headache, but Allen had to admit that perhaps it was her qualities that attracted him.

Lucy was too different from the girls he knew, even though Alan could count all ten fingers of a woman he knew.

"We're here." Lucy lowered her voice and said, "Come here, but you must be careful not to make too much noise. Aisha's ears are sharp."

Alan nodded and climbed over. As he approached the air strainer at the vent, Alan heard a seemingly indistinct sound. The soft sound carried a hint of pain, and he was shocked, wondering if something really had happened to Lucy's mentor? He quickly climbed over, but when he looked down at the vent, he almost jumped up.

From the vents, there was a peach-colored scroll underneath, and Alan's breathing became much thicker. He wanted to retreat, but Lucy squeezed up and said, "What are they doing?"

The ventilation duct wasn't wide. Even though the two of them were teenagers, there wasn't even the slightest gap when they were squeezed together. Lucy leaned forward a little and pressed her chest against the back of Ellen's hand, making the boy's breathing quicker. His keen sense of touch passed through the skin on the back of his hand, continuously conveying the words'elasticity 'and'softness' to Alan.

"This, is that it?" Lucy turned her head, her face flushed red. The look was so lethal that Alan couldn't help but fiercely clench her chest. Lucy opened her mouth slightly and spat out a small ball of hot air from her nostrils. It almost made Alan lose control of himself.

At this moment, a regular sound of collisions sounded under the vent. Alan looked at it and immediately felt his entire body burning. The two people below had already begun to fight. Along the way, Aisha narrowed her eyes and looked at the vent intentionally or unintentionally. She chuckled and said, "Two little rats!"

"What?" The man also raised his head to look. Alan quickly pulled Lucy out of the vent and did not dare to continue watching. The two of them quickly left.

In the room, Aisha's voice sounded.

"Nothing, quickly, give it to me! Eat me!"

So the man tried even harder to reclaim Aisha's body.

Back in the room, jump down the vent. Unsure if he was stimulated or not, Allen's hands and legs were a little disobedient. When they jumped off the sofa, they accidentally touched the sofa and knocked it down. As a result, they and Lucy fell to the ground. Fortunately, Alan fell down first, and Lucy only landed on his body. However, the two of them were close together, reminding Alan of the previous scene.

The teenager's androgyny was awakened and rudely pushed upwards. Lucy moaned, and Alan gritted his teeth and pushed her down. Lucy whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'll eat you!" Alan said fiercely.

Hearing this, Lucy relaxed. She even took the initiative to wrap her hands around Ellen's neck and said with a smile, "I have no objection, but you must think it over."

"What are you thinking?"

"You know, we're going to participate in the death arena in three weeks. If something happens now, the relationship will become a little special. That's a competition that only one person can win. Are you sure that what happened tonight won't affect your judgment at that time?"

Lucy's words poured down like a bucket of cold water, and Alan's body temperature gradually dropped. The young girl was right. Although they were friends now, as long as they maintained their friendship until they defeated other competitors, they would naturally become enemies. At that time, Alan could not guarantee that what happened tonight would affect his judgment.

At that time, a wrong judgment might kill him. How could he lose his life in a daze before his mother's last wish was fulfilled. When he thought of this, he broke out in cold sweat.

He let go of Lucy when he wanted to get up. The young girl suddenly hugged him tightly and kissed him on the forehead. "If we are still alive after the death arena is over, then something will happen to us!"

"It can't be?" Alan shook his head.

Lucy blinked her eyes and said, "I don't know. Perhaps a miracle will happen then?"

Alan left doubtfully. When he returned to the 13th floor, Hughton also came back. The old drunkard was leaning against the sofa. When he saw Alan, he asked, "What happened to your face?"

"What?"

Hughton pointed at his forehead.

"Knock … Knock!" Alan hurriedly walked to the bedroom. "Nothing, I'll rest first."

Hughton rolled his eyes and said, "You smell like a woman, yet you still say something. Idiot, you don't even know how to tell a lie. I'm really worried about your future."

In the following week, Allen worked like a tightened winding machine, carefully and efficiently. During the day, he would conduct systematic physical training in the gravity room, while in the afternoon, he would conduct Origin Energy training and combat training. At night, Hughton did not specify any training content, and Allen would be free to distribute it among himself. At noon and evening free time, he would go to the training hall on the top floor.

Activities include building rapport with Lucy and other aspects of individual training. The training scores are silently counted by the committee as a reference for the weekly rankings. Lucy wanted him to join her small team, but other than the girl named Emily, the other teenagers had some hostility towards Alan.

After the first contact, Alan did not force himself to join the team. He was still young and vigorous, and the pride he inherited from his mother made Ellen unwilling to compromise. After a week, Allen was still ranked first. This time, Allen was rewarded with a bottle of Strengthening Medicine. Even though it was only a low-grade potion, it could still double Allen's physical fitness.

Just like that, Allen's ranking scores were unstoppable in the next two weeks, and he had already left a lot of people behind. Allen had gained more enemies at the same time as he had gained more strength. There were no two things in the world. The ranking reward seemed unfair, but it also pushed the first candidate to the peak of the wave, becoming the target of public criticism. It could be said to be a different level of balance.

On this day, artificial rainfall was taking place in Babylon. Hughton was imparting another new fighting technique to the teenager, which was one of the ten dozen spins in the army, along with the crescent moon that Allen had previously learned. Revolving is a kind of footwork to evade attacks. With the toe as the axis, it can freely change directions in battle and create counter-attack conditions at the same time.

However, the prerequisite for learning "spin" is to grasp the balance and center of gravity. Just as Ellen was thrown into the air to learn footwork, an extended black sedan stopped in front of the training center building.