Edge of the Apocalypse

"Alan, what are your plans after you return?"

The bar was so noisy that even if Ron pulled open his throat and roared, Alan could barely hear him. As he resisted the alcohol, he knotted his tongue and said, "Learning, advancing, entering the clan, forming a hunting squad, and exploring the Outer Realm. That's all I can think of for the time being …"

"It's good not to hear it." Ron hooked his shoulder and said: "Babylon is a good place, and Bethcodt is very well-rounded." If you have such an opportunity, you must seize it well. Trust me, if you are a man, you will have to explore the outer realms. There is no future for people like me to live on the surface. The Outer Realm battlefield is a gold mine. "Of course, without strength, not only will you not be able to dig for gold, you will also become a pile of smelly bones in the gold mine."

Alan shook his head. In fact, he only knew a little about the battlefield in the Outer Realm. As for what kind of place it would be, it was still completely unfamiliar to him. He only knew that this was a method of colonial expansion, and behind every large clan, there were several foreign battlefields. It could be seen that conquering the Outer Realm was almost the same path to power and power.

"Right, Second Lieutenant." Alan hiccupped and said, "Can I ask you about someone?"

"Who? As long as it's in District 13, I can find it even if it's a mouse. Of course, that mouse must have a name, ha." Ron also shouted loudly and his voice started to drift.

"Archimedes, I only know one name. Nothing else is known."

"Archimedes? The Archimedes who said he could pry up the entire planet with just a fulcrum?" Ron pointed meaninglessly.

Alan shook his head and said, "I'm sure it's not. It's probably just the same name. Anyway, it's Archimedes."

"Alright, whatever he wants to pry up the earth or something. As long as he's in Area 13, I'll find him for you. I'll let you know through Bescot's channel."

At this time, a blind voice sounded on the bar stage, followed by a girl singing in an arrogant voice, "Hey, old men. Look at my life, I really look like you …"

Alan raised his head reluctantly. On the stage, the drunken Adele was singing a slow song in a slightly nasal voice. She staggered, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a microphone in the other. How could she have the appearance of a young lady from a noble family? Regis also climbed onto the stage. Adele hooked his shoulder with one hand and sang in chorus, "… There's still a long way to go, but I'm living in a lonely paradise …"

More and more people joined the chorus, and Jason and Deeman jumped onto the stage, laughing and singing behind them with wine glasses in their hands.

Ron narrowed his eyes and said, "Sounds like it's for me, you know? Seeing them is like seeing me when I was young. Time flies, and I haven't done anything yet. Alan, seize every opportunity in life. Don't wait for someone like me to regret it until now."

"Come, let's have another drink." He grabbed the glass and looked at Alan, only to find that the youth had finally fallen asleep on the table.

When the door was kicked open and Second Lieutenant Ron shouted, "Get up, lazy bastards," Alan thought he was back in training camp. He opened his eyes and propped himself up, only to discover that it was just a dream.

Alan shook his head. Alcohol had little effect. To Regis and Adele, however, the strength of the wine did not seem to have passed. As a result, the two of them were in a trance from the time they cleaned up to the time they ate breakfast. Ron drove them to the official airport in District 13, and the bumpy ride made Adele almost spit out her bile. However, it seemed that Adele's spirits were much better, except that her face was pitifully pale.

"Then I won't send you in."

Ron bit his cigar, waved goodbye, and jumped into the armored car.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to Babylon. When the transport airship arrived at the apron, Alan noticed that Adele, who was sitting beside him, was still pale, while Regis, who was not far away, was already alive and kicking. Alan couldn't help but smile. This little witch Adele wasn't afraid at all. She had a troublemaker's style, but she didn't want to get airsick. This was probably something that many people didn't expect.

Seeing Alan staring at her, Adele gritted her teeth and said, "Don't tell anyone about it."

Alan knew that she was referring to his airsickness. He shrugged and said, "It's just a small matter."

"A small matter?" Adele sneered. She shook her head and said, "You didn't grow up in a family, so you don't understand. Anything small, if it is bad for you, it will be used by someone who wants to harm your image. When you react, the so-called small things will often become fatal blades!"

Allen's expedition, he really did not understand these things. When she looked at Adele again, her gaze became dull for a moment, like a misty valley with indescribable sorrow, completely different from her usual self.

'"Adele …" Alan looked at her and said, "I don't understand what you're saying, but if you ever want to talk to someone about something troublesome in the future, you can come to me. Just like an ordinary friend, you can complain and complain about anything."

"Friend?" The mist in Adele's eyes quietly dissipated, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes again, "You must know that I can't wait to leave even if someone bumps into me, because I'm not as easy to grasp as other girls, and you never know if I'm using you behind my back. So look, you actually want to make friends with me. You're quite courageous."

"That's probably because they don't know you, or the real you. Of course, I don't either. But if you're willing to let me know, I'd be happy to have a friend like you." Alan seemed to have thought of something and turned around to say, "I used to live with Snow Wolf for a while, not for a short time."

"Even though they treat me like a member of a pack of wolves, I am still a human being. I know the smell of being alone in a pack of wolves that no one can talk about …"

"That feeling is too lonely."

The softness in Adele's heart trembled, and she hurriedly lowered her head to conceal her loss of manners. At this moment, the announcement of getting off the plane rang out in the cabin. Alan, who was standing beside her, had already left her seat, and Adele dared to raise her head. Alan had already taken a few steps forward, but he stopped. He turned to Adele and smiled, "What I said just now is valid forever."

Only then did he really leave.

A smile gradually spread across his face. Adele rose to her feet, and resumed her high spirits, "You are going to jump into the pit of fire yourself, and do not regret it in the future!"

Of course, Alan wouldn't hear that.

Walking off the traffic flying ship, the afternoon sun was just right. The apron was bathed in a golden light, as if time was frozen in the most beautiful twilight. Alan picked up his armor chest, and Regis was shouting for him to follow him. Barney and the other guards walked in front of them, chatting and laughing. For them, going to the surface for a mission was no different from taking a vacation.

Returning to Babylon, Allen did not feel particularly relaxed, because a bigger challenge awaited him. The hunt for the Black Widow had intuitively shown him the huge gap between individuals and groups. If he hadn't joined Bescot, not to mention hiring excellent guards like Barney and the others, he would have been supported by Ron's accurate intelligence. It was very difficult for him to find Andy's group on the vast surface, let alone the subsequent battle between the Black Widow and Fullen Town, and to direct the situation in his favor.

Behind the seemingly easy hunt for the Black Widow was the silhouette of Beth Cod, who seemed to be hiding behind a fog. Of course, he could also use the power of his family to find the predators who attacked the small town back then, and he could even get news of his father Archimedes. But just like Horn said, he had to become one of the rulers of this clan to have the right to use the clan's resources to do what he wanted to do.

There's still a long way to go. Alan knew this very well, so he picked up his armor box and walked towards Regis and the others.

However, no matter how long the journey was, as long as they continued to walk step by step, there would always be a time for them to finish.

He also firmly believed in this.

The future was full of hope!

"En, be careful when you walk!" Jason suddenly shouted in front of him. A passenger who looked like he had left something on an airship hurriedly ran backwards and even bumped into Jason. He hurriedly apologized and ran in Allen's direction.

Jason certainly didn't mind, but when he turned around, he said, "Hey, where's my dagger?"

"It shouldn't have fallen into the cabin, right?" Arnold said.

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Allen suddenly looked at the passenger. The sun shone down on his back, leaving Alan with a silhouette that was against the light. Something flashed in the silhouette.

Jason's dagger!

It was at this moment that the attack suddenly appeared.

At first, Arnold suddenly tilted his head, and a mist of blood burst out, drenching Jason to the side like a bloody man. Then, Diaman was shot in the chest, and his entire body was sent flying by the powerful sniper bullet. When he fell to the ground, he was already dead. The sudden attack caused screams to resound on the tarmac, and the people who were running dispersed Barney and the others.

At this moment, the passenger holding Jason's dagger had already approached.

Allen was sure that this was a kill game against him.

At this moment, Regis and the others let the chaotic crowd disperse. Behind him, Adele, who was closest to him, was a hundred meters away.

With a distance of a hundred meters, there was enough time for a lot of things to happen.

So it turned out that Alan was facing an assassin alone.

When Alan saw a skeletal pattern carved on the killer's cheek, and the light from the circuit flashed six times in a row. He knew that those were six genetic circuits. Obviously, this killer had the strength of a Level 16 killer!