Edge of the Apocalypse

The blade of dawn in the middle of the night has a different view.

The moon is up and down, and the path is deep. The night blurs the outline of things, turning everything into a picture like a water curtain. On the secluded stone path, Alan and Adele walked towards the student apartment. Allen was ahead and Adele was a little behind. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Allen said at the meeting that he would leave first, and Adele returned to the college with him. But after the two got off the car, Allen's words ended, making Adele very uncomfortable. It was the first time that she felt that she was at a disadvantage when the two were getting along. The key was Allen.

Growing up in the Mosen family, Adele has long been accustomed to the tricks of nobles. It's normal to use each other, if the other party weren't Ellen, Adele would never have the same feeling now. It's that Allen comes from the surface, and he also lives with Snow Wolf. He has a deep-rooted concept of wolf tribe groups and companions.

The use and betrayal are things that Allen cannot accept. This is his bottom line and principle. Adele used him as a shield, which made him very uncomfortable, and it also made Adele feel guilty for an unprecedented time.

Seeing the apartment was approaching, Adele finally couldn't help but cried out: "Ellen, wait a moment."

Alan stopped and turned to look at her. Adele sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't do this on purpose. It's just that I know, if I tell you Leon will propose to me tonight, you would definitely not accompany me, would you?"

"I don't know. But I can be sure that if you tell the truth, I will seriously consider it." Allen shook his head and said, "Unfortunately you chose to hide it. You can't even try to trust me. Dale, I don’t know what you think of your friend. But if it were me, I would believe him, if I agree that he is my friend."

Allen spread his hand again: "Of course, I haven't had many friends."

"Then you treat me as your friend?" Adele asked.

"You know the answer yourself, don't you?"

Adele smiled sadly: "Ellen, you may not understand it. Being born in a famous family may not be a good thing. I am not groaning without illness. Yes, in terms of material things, my family makes me feel good about food and clothing. I don’t dare to trust people casually, including my own parents. It’s really tiring, so I want to go to the outer battlefield. Even in the face of a sea of ​​corpses and blood, it’s better than counting others every day or being calculated by others. ."

"I don't know if I believe it or not, but I will try...try to trust you. Of course, if you let you take advantage of it someday, just treat it as...Let's even." Adele said this. , As if regaining the usual romantic appearance. She waved her hand, turned and left, and soon disappeared into the night.

Allen took a breath and murmured: "Friend, friend..."

Turning around and walking towards the apartment, he has decided to forget the unhappiness tonight. Alan can tolerate the next world, but how can he not tolerate an Adele.

The following days returned to the original track, Allen's time was filled with exploration knowledge and various training. After entering the elementary course, he added many subjects to his curriculum, including cryptography. God knows whether the knowledge of ciphers will be used in the outer field battlefield, but Allen has learned it correctly and quickly remembered several conventional ciphers including Morse ciphers.

Adele appeared when she was a child, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, never mentioning what was unpleasant that night, as if it had never happened before. But Allen carefully noticed that there was a slight change in Adele's body. For example, every time she is in college, she no longer always wears men's clothing, and occasionally wears one or two girls' accessories to make her neutral beauty more pleasing to the eye.

But in terms of temperament, he is still wild, but there is no change in this aspect. Allen probably understands that Adele always wears men's clothing. Firstly, it is because of the kind of competitive intention that she does not want to lose to men. Secondly, it is also a kind of subconscious self-protection. Make her charming.

Adele made a trip to the college that day, and went straight home after lunch with Alan. After a rest, Allen went to the library alone, but ran into Vera, a girl with a different style. I remembered that since I met Vera, I hardly talked with each other. Vera seems to love black only, no matter when, the impression left by people is only such a touch of ink.

Today is no exception. The black dress and black boots have no sense of existence like a ghost.

"Vera." Allen called softly, ready to be deaf by others.

But this time Vera reacted, and she nodded to greet her. She took out a picture from the picture folder and stuffed it into Allen's hand. Allen unfolded, and inside was a picture of a man facing endless enemies. The man had only one profile face, and judging from the outline of his face, it was somewhat similar to himself.

"This is what I saw, about your future..." Vera's unique voice rang.

Allen nodded and smiled: "The painting is beautiful, I accept it."

"Aren't you worried at all?" Vera looked up, wondering.

"Worry about what?" Allen flicked the drawing paper with his finger: "You also said that the future is multifaceted, and the future you see may not happen. Moreover, even if the future in the painting happens, what about you? Look, I'm not dead yet. As long as I'm not dead, everything is possible!"

Maybe it was Allen's powerful confidence that infected the girl, and Vera's plumb eyes had such a light or two. She said: "I heard Grandpa say, in the future you will set up your own hunting group?"

"Of course, I will expedition to Outland, exploring the world beyond the world." Allen nodded.

"My results in cosmic geography are pretty good. If you need a pilot by then, maybe you can consider me." Vera looked up and said, "If there is a chance, I want to go to the outer domain where my parents died in battle. ..."

Before Alan could answer, Vera got into the library first and melted into the shadows in the library. Allen thought to herself, Vera's wish might be a good medicine to relieve her knot. He couldn't think of a reason for rejecting this request, not to mention the outer field expedition, the pilot is indeed a necessary role.

Of course, to be cautious, Allen still intends to ask Hughton's opinion before making a decision. What's more, there is still not a short time before he sets up the hunting group, so he doesn't need to be busy answering.

Taking a deep breath, Allen also dived into the library.

Soon, the one-month period set by Windsor Bellow was approaching. On the weekend of the fourth week, Dean Andrew called four people including Allen to his office.

The dean’s office is surprisingly simple, but with an area of ​​20 to 30 square meters, two bookshelves, a few tables and chairs, and a set of sofas are all of the office. The only thing that can be called decoration in the office is the row of bonsai on the windowsill. The only greenery makes the office look too monotonous.

The four of Alan were sitting on the sofa in danger, and Dean Andrew was still reviewing the documents. Everyone saw him using an old-fashioned quill pen, and lightly dipped it in the ink, leaving a string of beautiful words on the document. In this era when electronic office has become popular, not to mention retro writing tools such as quill pens, even paper-media documents are quite rare.

The reviewing work came to an end for a while, and the Andrew School stood up and saw the boy's eyes fall on his quill. He smiled slightly and said: "People always love nostalgia when they are old, but nostalgia is not a bad thing. It reminds us. Today comes from yesterday, and tomorrow is created in the present."

The dean’s words were thought-provoking, and Allen heard them in his ears and remembered them in his heart.

"Calling you today, it's the news from Marshal Windsor Bello." Dean Andrew sat opposite the teenagers and said: "Marshal asked me to inform you that the topic of the second round of assessment is actual combat. Monday's In the morning, you must gather at the academy. She will send a car to take you to the military port, and then take a special airship to the surface."

"The location of the assessment is a small town occupied by predators in District 7 on the surface. Your question is to lead an army for each person~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to see who can take down this small town faster and more efficiently. Clean up the predators." Dean Andrew smiled.

"Actual combat?"

"Predator?"

The expressions of the teenagers were different, Webber was excited, and Pizzi was a little timid. As for Alan, Andrew joined when he saw him. In Allen's eyes, it is hatred that rushes and roars like magma!

"Predator. Very good, very good..." Allen repeated these two words gently.

During the school of Dawn Blade, Alan also collected information about predators. The college library itself is a huge information library. As long as it is not a federal secret, you can almost find the information you need in the library. Predators are certainly not a federal secret, so Allen can easily access this information.

According to the information he found, the predators can be regarded as a "dangerous species" separated from the human group. Of course, their origins are also very sad. After the battle of dawn, terrible radiation remained on the surface. In the first hundred years, a large part of the people who could not enter Babylon far from the surface died in the strong radiation remaining on the surface.

However, a small number of people survived tenaciously, but they were affected by radiation and their bodies changed to a large extent. The most obvious abnormality is the necrosis of nerve endings, which makes them no longer feel pain. The density of bones increases, which makes them very strong and difficult to kill.

In that barren era, the living conditions were thousands of times worse than the current surface. Faced with the cruel reality of food shortages, these people began to kill and devour their compatriots. Perhaps the origin of the predators is the helpless reality created. However, the situation on the surface is gradually improving, and now that the Federation is committed to rebuilding order, they have continued the habit of plundering and cannibalism, and even turned cannibalism into the tradition of this race!