Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 10: Cleaning
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Back to the barracks, Allen found himself sticky. After igniting the fire, he was born in a sweat, which is different from normal training. After the body condenses the first source force vortex, it will naturally expel some of the toxins accumulated in the body. This is one of the benefits that Yuanli brings. According to the manual issued by the instructor, as Yuanli's strength increases and the level of the system rises, Yuanli will continue to wash the body and make it continue to evolve.
According to the instructions in the manual, there will be a promotion node for every nine levels you upgrade. When crossing this node, the evolution of the body will become more and more obvious. Now lighting the fire is just to detoxify, and when Allen forms the first genetic circuit, it is an opportunity for the body to fully strengthen.
As for what will happen after the second and third genetic circuits are formed, there is no detailed description in the manual, and everything needs to be explored by Allen himself.
This will be a whole new world.
Alan took a shower and when he returned to the barracks, he felt the atmosphere change. Several thirteen or four-year-old teenagers seemed to be waiting for him early in the morning. They walked up when they saw him walk into the barracks, and then surrounded them unkindly.
"Get out of the way." Allen said coldly.
One of the white boys smiled and said: "I heard that you raised the snow wolf."
After getting along for more than two months, the teenagers are not without conversation, and their identities are not a secret. It’s not surprising to know some of Alan’s experiences. Strangely, they brought it up at this time.
"It's none of your business." Allen pushed him away, trying to move forward.
Two older boys blocked him.
Behind the few people, a black teenager looked at him with a smile. Allen is not stupid, looking at the situation, these boys were instigated by the black teenager. Allen remembered his name was Mao, and in terms of size, he was the strongest in the entire barracks. Therefore, in the barracks, some teenagers looked towards him and formed a small group early. Previously, everyone was busy in training, and there was no intersection between each other.
But today, Allen was the first to light the fire, and he looked so special and so dazzling in the barracks. Right now, these people are naturally under Ma Ao's instructions to find their troubles.
Understanding this, Alan took a step back, and his eyes drew across the faces of these teenagers: "I know what you want to do. But if you have the strength, I'd better save it for the second injection of the potion and try my best to light it. Tinder it."
"Oh, what is this? Threat?" The white boy laughed.
Allen shook his head: "No, just a reminder. Remind you that it's best not to mess with me, because it's not good for you!"
The faces of the teenagers changed. The white teenager looked at Mayo, who had already pulled down his face and clenched his fists. So the white boy winked at the first two companions, and they went to the door and looked outside, and then closed the barracks. Then the windows were closed, and the whole barracks were quiet, and an inexplicable atmosphere was growing.
The other teenagers shrank to their own beds, they didn't dare to be nosy, and they didn't want to.
When the last window was closed, the smile on the white boy’s face faded, and he walked to Alan and pushed him and said, "What are you doing. It’s just that the **** is gone and the luck ignited the fire. You’re just a A piece of rubbish, a piece of **** that follows the snow wolf’s **** to find **** to eat!"
Allen didn’t get angry but smiled: “Is that so? What about you, you’ve wasted an opportunity, isn’t it even rubbish?”
The teenagers suddenly breathed harder, and the white teenager flushed even more: "You bastard! You are the son of a snow wolf and your mother..."
The words fell apart, and a fist floated over and swept the white boy's face. The boy swept his face to the side, and something flew out of his mouth. It was a few white teeth and a mouthful of blood!
Allen punched the white boy back again and again, killing intent in his bright red eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have changed back to a wild beast wandering in the wilderness, and the wildness that seemed to have been wiped out by Ron's training was back at this moment. He didn't growl or yell, he just asked in a low voice: "Don't insult my mother! Are you trying to die?"
However, all the teenagers felt chills, and they looked at Mayo. Ma'o pointed at Allen, and the teenagers rushed forward with childish shouts. After two months of intensive training, their physique has improved a lot compared to when they entered the camp. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't keep up with an experienced mercenary. Before Allen entered the camp, he had killed more than one mercenary.
These teenagers looked so unbearable in his eyes, almost all of them were flaws. Although he has not received systematic fighting training, he learned a set of culling moves from the wolves early in the five years of wandering with the snow wolves.
Allen suddenly became short, slipped weirdly on his hands and feet, and then pounced on one of the teenagers to overwhelm him. He lifted his head slightly, then smashed it down, and immediately smashed the young man into a dizzy head. Next, Alan shuttled between these teenagers, his skills were more flexible than two months ago, and repairing these teenagers was a breeze.
With just a few fists, he knocked them all down. This is still in the barracks, and it needs to be changed to another place. They are afraid that Alan will be slaughtered early.
There is no word for kindness in Xuelang's dictionary.
Mao stared at all this in amazement, which was far from what he had predicted. Allen retreated to the window and slammed a fist on the window glass. The glass suddenly shattered and made a crisp sound. Ma'o's face changed, thinking that Allen was going to alarm the instructor outside. With a low growl, he pounced on Allen. Unexpectedly, a white light flashed in front of him, and then a slight tingling pain came from the side of his neck.
The black boy stopped subconsciously, which saved his own life. Otherwise, the sharp shard of glass in Allen's hand will plunge into his neck. A head shorter than Ma'o, but at this moment, Allen's momentum overwhelmed the black boy. He caught a shard of glass in his hand, and the shard cut his own hand. But his hand was still stable, and the sharpness of the fragments was facing Ma'o's neck, where the main artery was. As long as you pass it forward, Mao will have to meet God in advance.
If there is a **** in this world.
"I said earlier don't mess with me, you, you picked the wrong person." Allen said.
The door of the barracks was suddenly pushed open, and several tall instructors ran in. One of them drew the whip from his waist and threw it to Allen, and his boots were pulled on Allen's hand, pulling away his hand along with the glass shards. Then Lieutenant Ron walked in and looked at the boy who was sitting or lying down. The Lieutenant whistled: "Who tells me what the **** is going on?"
Mao shouted: "Second Lieutenant, it's Alan, he..."
A whip was drawn and swept directly on Ma'o's nose and mouth. He drew blood spattered and backed away again and again. Ron didn't know when he had an extra whip in his hand, and he grinned and said, "Are you an idiot when you are an old man? You used this kind of mentally handicapped method to insult my IQ! I said you are a bunch of rubbish, seven or eight people still pay? I’m not my opponent alone, give me ten lashes per person!"
Then he looked at Alan, he laughed: "You are no exception, kid! Private fights are forbidden in the barracks."
Allen and the other teenagers who participated in the fight were taken to the playground, tied to a wooden stake in the hot sun, and then the instructors gave them ten lashes each. These ten whips were completely drawn down the chest, causing the young people to scream like a pig. Allen gritted his teeth and did not scream, but every muscle was trembling.
After ten lashes, Maio and the others can only be lifted by the instructor. Eight people went out, but only seven came back. The white boy who had provoked Alan before was beaten to death, but even the opportunity to ignite the fire a second time was saved.
Allen walked back by himself. When he saw the white-haired boy who is not physically strong and walked into the barracks step by step, the rest of the teenagers shuddered. They knew this day that the big ones might not be the most ruthless.
The next day, Ron did not have the opportunity to rest for these injured teenagers. They had to participate in various trainings as usual. It was inevitable that he would fall behind when he was injured, so he was beaten several times. Allen can only grit his teeth and barely keep up with the team, but can't surpass other teenagers as much as usual.
The injury didn't get better until three days later. After half a month, the teenagers ushered in the opportunity to use enlightenment potions. This time, Allen doesn't need to participate anymore, he gets a rare break.
When the green steel door of the air defense hall opened, the black boy Maao arrogantly walked out. This time, he ignited the fire smoothly.
Another month passed, and the third source of power emerged among the teenagers. It was Meili, a white girl, so only the three of Allen passed the barrier smoothly before the two-month deadline.
On the last night of the fourth month, the barracks opened. Ron walked in and shouted: "Numbers 666, 548, and 273 go out."
Alan, Maho, and Meili stood up. Ron nodded: "You come with me."
When they came out of the barracks, five instructors and a group of fully armed soldiers walked into the barracks. They closed the door of the barracks, and then there was gunfire and the screams of the teenagers. Looking at the jumping firelight and splashing blood in the window, all three teenagers turned pale. It was obvious that Ron was using his own way to "knock out" all the unqualified people!
When the morning light dawned, Allen ushered in the fifth month after entering the camp. He had just finished his physical training and was sitting at the dining table enjoying his breakfast. Today, the dining area is extremely quiet, and the other two teenagers, Ma Ao and Mei Li, each occupy a dining table. After the barracks were "cleaned" yesterday, now there are only three of them left in the big camp.