Edge of the Apocalypse

"No.1 and No.2 have arrived at the Emergency Bay Valley …"

"Number 3 has entered Wildhorse Fountain!"

"No.18, No.9 and No.5 entered Roosevelt Canyon …"

"Number 13, enter Prism Lake Bay."

"Number 14 has arrived at the Bad Boy Volcano …"

"Report, everyone's coordinates have been confirmed."

The huge command center of the Death Arena was like a hall. The huge space that could accommodate a hundred people was filled with rows and rows of intelligent brain crews. A staff member operated from behind each of the bridges. On the command bridge, Altes supported the railings of the bridges and looked down like a captain. In the middle of all the units, a three-dimensional hologram of Yellowstone Park was produced by a smart brain laser.

It could call up images of every corner of the field as needed, and there were more than 30,000 monitoring nodes to ensure that there were no blind spots in this vast area. Every teenager's actions were exposed to the Committee's gaze. Of course, this surveillance system was not perfect. For example, some experts can use their own origin power to interfere with these monitoring nodes, so as to achieve the function of alternative stealth.

However, the youngsters in this region had the highest level of Origin Energy, that is, rank six Origin Energy practitioners. Naturally, the little fellow who hadn't even constructed the first gene circuit couldn't hide this surveillance system from the Heavenly Eye.

Alstair looked at the hologram, where the coordinates of the youth were marked with red dots of light. He nodded and said, "Very well, let these kids go free for a few days. We'll make other arrangements then. It's only the third day now, and we can't have a high tide too soon."

"What's the recent change in capital injection?" He looked at his assistant, a guy with glasses and a big lid.

The assistant quickly flipped through the brain's records and said, "Overall, the capital injection has increased by 32%, my lord."

"What about the specifics, for example, our Young Master Allen?" Altes asked casually. He tidied up the corners of his clothes and prepared to leave.

The assistant followed behind him and replied, "Number One's injection increased by more than a million dollars, but mostly from public betting centres. Overall, there was no major injection other than Bescot's heavy injection."

'"Yes, that's normal. After all, from the previous death arenas, the first ranked fellow usually dies the fastest. Our Young Master Allen has already done quite well. However, the rest of the fellows are not simple." Alstair had already entered the elevator.

The assistant hurriedly followed, "You're absolutely right, my lord. However, the capital injection for Number 3 has increased considerably. Apart from the original 30 million from the Alexandrian family, there are now more than 10 million in his name. The money comes from the nobles. They seem to be very optimistic about Mr. Maine's investment."

"A bunch of fellows who follow the trend." Alstair said casually.

"Wait …" Suddenly, the assistant seemed to have discovered something and shouted anxiously, "Number One Allen's name has been added to the bet. A single sum of money is … 10 million!"

Alstair's expression froze. "Can we trace the betting account?"

"Sure. Please wait a moment." The assistant quickly clicked a few buttons and replied, "Yes, the betting account is under the name of the Morsen family. Eh, it's Adele."

The assistant raised his head and said, "Adele Morson! My lord."

"Adele, third in line to the Morsons? The Morsons' fairy? What's she doing here?" Altes frowned.

"The Morsen Clan is one of the famous clans and has always had good relations with the Beth Cord Clan. Perhaps it was Old Kate's idea?" The assistant said.

Altes waved his hand and said, "Perhaps, don't worry about him. Who knows what these noble lords are thinking, just like I don't understand why Old Horn is betting heavily on an unknown brat. Hah, maybe that's Old Horn's illegitimate son on the surface?"

In the afternoon, the sun shone.

The brilliant light cast a golden speck on the terrace, which made the long legs high above the carved fence of the terrace flow with an attractive sheen. Ten round toes were painted with bright red nail colors, like red agates on soft velvet. Straight thighs joined together, extending downwards, the roots of the thighs concealing themselves in a loose nightgown.

The corners of her nightgown hung down, embroidered with a cluster of blooming red roses. For some reason, the embroidered pattern seemed to stand out too much from the thorns of the roses, and the sharp thorns could prick one's eyes. The owner of the legs was carrying a book of poems, and the dark red hard cover was decorated with a light golden pattern. The poetry anthology blocked her face, and only a light brown scalp could be seen falling down like a wave.

Under the sunlight, the brown hair flowed with a dazzling luster.

At this time, in the attic behind the balcony. A thirteen or fourteen year old girl dressed as a maid ran out. The maidservant dressed in black and white could already see the well-developed curves of the maidservant. Especially the swollen chest, the two peaks had already propped up their necks. And a pair of beautiful legs that were wrapped in black stockings was even more unimaginable.

"Why are you so flustered, my dear little Sophie?" The collection of poems was put down, exposing the little face that had been blocking the back of the book to the sunlight.

She frowned slightly. After getting used to the light, her eyebrows gradually relaxed. She was a beautiful girl, about the same age as a maid, with delicate features and red lips. The pair of black eyeballs didn't have any impurities. If one looked at them for a long time, it was as if their souls would be sucked in by the pair of black hole-like eyeballs. The girl raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth curled upwards, and her eyebrows revealed a sense of wildness.

'Miss Adele …' The maid ran to the girl's side, her hands on her legs, breathing heavily. As a result, the scenery beneath his collar could be seen almost at a glance.

The girl whistled like a boy, "My little Sophie, you're getting more and more beautiful. No wonder my brothers always look at your chest and butt every time they look at you."

The maid's face flushed red. "Miss Adele, I've already invested ten million yuan in Number One as you asked. But Miss, don't let Sophie do this again. That's ten million yuan. If something goes wrong, I …"

Before she could finish her sentence, she pulled Adele over. Sophie shouted and sat down on the young miss. Adele closed her eyes and took a deep breath in Sophie's ear like a frivolous noble young master. The flow of air made the little maid uncomfortable, and what was more important was that Adele put her hand on her thigh disobediently and fumbled upwards.

"It's only ten million. What are you so nervous about? But every time I see Little Sophie nervous like a rabbit, I feel like there's nothing more interesting than that." Adele chuckled and bit Sophie's earlobe.

The maid immediately groaned and her entire body went limp. "Come on, miss," she wriggled uneasily, "you'll be seen."

"Whoever dares to look at me will dig out his dog eyes!"

Said Adele fiercely, but her hands were not idle, and she had gone deep into the hem of the maid's skirt to explore the depths of the landscape. There were many absurd things among the nobles, and Adele's character was as wild as a boy's. As her maid, Sophie did not know how much tofu she had given her young miss, but today, she felt that Adele's interest was exceptionally high, and her fingers were more flexible than usual, which made her body extremely sensitive.

Just as Sophie was about to melt away like water and the scene was about to get out of hand, a knock came from the attic.

Sophie seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and immediately jumped up and said, "I'll go open the door."

"Tsk, what a disappointment." Said Adele, raising her eyebrows.

Sophie flew away like a frightened rabbit and came back a moment later. "Miss, Lord Kate invited you to the study."

"I see. Help me change my clothes." Adele stood up and took off her nightgown. Inside the nightgown, there was actually a vacuum!

Sophie said, "Miss, you have to go into the house and take it off."

"What? Don't you know that you have to bask in the sun more often? Besides, who dares to look around in my territory? Does he want to leave?" Adele walked carelessly into the attic.

Sophie quickly found clothes and put them on Adele. A moment later, Adele, who was in the mirror, put on a hunting suit. The brown leather was shortly leaned down, and it was a white shirt tied into a belt. With a black tie, Adele in the mirror glowed with heroism. Sophie tied her hair up high, revealing her smooth forehead. Coupled with the savageness of Adele's eyebrows, she was like a capable boy at the moment.

"Alright, obediently wash up and wait for me to come back. I'll go see what the old man has to do." Adele pinched Sophie's chest and left the attic with the pale maid.

A faint smile appeared on Adele's face when she came to the study and saw several boys of her own age. He even made a fist-clenching gesture with his hand, and one of the older boys immediately clenched his legs. His name was Jason, and he was Adele's brother. A few days ago, when he was drunk, he made a move on Adele and gave her a hard kick on the cross-legged thing. He directly kicked Jason out of the wine and lay in bed for a few days.

Seeing her granddaughter's rude actions, Old Kate pinched her eyebrows with a headache and took off her glasses. "Adele, I heard you used ten million yuan in private money?"

Adele sat down on the sofa on the other side and crossed her legs. The corner of his eyes turned to his elder brother and said, "Did these two trash tell you? Grandpa."

"Adele!" "Don't be so presumptuous!" Jason shouted.

"If you're like me, you can increase the family's profits by 20% in just two years, you can be as presumptuous as me. If you don't have the ability, shut up, idiot." Adele rolled her eyes.