Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 18: Policy

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Allen's hand softened and his entire body fell to the ground, sweating like rain. He was currently undergoing physical training. Three hundred push-ups in the surface training camp was the most ordinary training, but considering that he was doing it under twice the gravity, the intensity of the training was no less than before.

The 20-square-meter gravity chamber can simulate the gravity of the earth about 10 times, and can be adjusted according to the needs of users. This was a special room for contestants to train their physical strength. In Babylon, ten-fold gravity chambers were not rare. Earlier, Hughton's chatter had mentioned that the military or the private gravity chambers of the nobles could simulate up to 50 times the gravity of the earth.

Training in a gravity chamber was inadequate for ordinary humans. Only by filling their entire bodies with Origin Energy could they counteract the pressure of gravity. Therefore, while carrying out physical training, it was also a process of refining Origin Energy.

Alan rolled over and said to the ceiling, "End of training."

Suddenly, his entire body lightened. That was the result of the intelligent brain in the room stopping simulating the gravity of the earth. In the training building, almost all the facilities could be controlled by voice control. Alan was now accustomed to this new way of life, even if he had only been in Babylon for half a day.

Looking at the ceiling, the silver metal dome reflected Alan's figure. When the youth thought of Hughton's words, his mood was as heavy as his body under the pressure of gravity.

The Origin Energy Confinement was far more complicated than he had imagined. Alan remembered the conversation he had had earlier. When he asked Hughton if he could break the confinement, the old drunkard suddenly fell silent. After a while, he said to him, "Of course, there are two ways to remove it, and there are two." However, neither of them is easy. The first method is the simplest and most difficult. It is for the person who fastens the lock to undo it for you. There are hundreds or thousands of combinations of Origin Energy. Even if he used his brain to perform logical calculations, it would still be difficult to calculate the real answer. Different attributes, strength of Origin Energy, and so on, would create countless possibilities. Therefore, only those who impose Origin Energy Confinement will know this password "

"What about the second method?" Alan asked.

Hughton didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at him and said, "Child, why are you so persistent? Let's put it this way. Even if I can't form a genetic loop, I have some tricks that can help you. Perhaps, I can win."

Alan shook his head, his eyes flashing with Lanny's words of farewell. "Major General," he said firmly, "because my final destination is definitely not the death arena."

Watching Alan's bright red eyes, Hughton felt something. He shrugged and said, "Alright, it doesn't matter if I tell you. The second method is up to you. In fact, your luck is pretty good. That person has placed three layers of restrictions on your heart. I feel that the first layer of restrictions is the most fragile. Perhaps it can be forcefully destroyed from the outside with the Origin Energy of nine vortexes."

"It's like if you don't have a key, you can only forcefully unlock it. But I have to remind you that the Origin Energy Confinement is like a barrier, and this barrier is in your heart. When the force forcefully strikes it, even if you successfully break through the barrier, it will inevitably cause damage to your heart." Hughton patted his shoulder and said, "My advice to you is, if you want to use the second method, scram into the gravity room for a series of fitness exercises. Only a stronger body and Origin Energy will be able to withstand the damage of breaking through the barrier."

"Thank you, Major General." Alan grinned and ran to the gravity room without saying a word.

Hughton looked at him and shook his head, "Stupid, stupid guy "

"However, I really like this kid a little." He lowered his head and continued the work in his hand.

Alan already had four Origin Energy vortexes, but he was still five short of the basic requirements for breaking through the barrier. Counting the time, there was still one month left to temper five vortexes of Origin Energy within thirty days. Any normal person would know how difficult this was. Ellen gritted his teeth and let the brain in the room continue to activate the gravity simulation, followed by a complete set of physical training.

No matter how difficult it was, Alan would not give up. He had already lost a lot of chances to avenge his mother and Bai Fang.

Outside the gravity room, Hughton had finished his work. He stared at a screen on the wall showing Alan training himself. Hughton took a sip of wine and remained silent.

When Alan walked out of the gravity room with almost trembling legs, his legs went limp and he involuntarily fell to the ground. Right now, every muscle in his body was trembling, and some of his tendons had been damaged. Alan didn't even have the strength to move a single finger, so he could only barely open his eyes. Hughton walked over and picked him up. "It's a good thing for a young man to risk his life, but it's not wise to risk it before the game. You can squeeze your potential, but you can't squeeze it all at once. It'll kill you, son."

Hughton carried him back to his room and threw him on the bed. After leaving for a while, he took out an injection and stabbed it into Allen's arm, pressing the liquid inside. Hughton patted his face and said, "Don't think about it now. Sleep well."

The world gradually became blurry, and even Hughton's face couldn't be seen clearly. Alan finally fell asleep. By the time he woke up, it was already early the next morning. Alan took a shower and changed into clean clothes. When they arrived at the hall, Hughton did not seem to have gotten up yet, and the hall was quiet.

Kuang Tu placed it on the table. Alan walked over and picked Kuang Tu up. The black steel broadsword had been completely reassembled. Alan waved it a few times and found nothing unusual. Hughton's voice suddenly sounded from behind, "You can try sending Origin Energy into the blade and see what happens."

The old drunkard was standing behind Alan with a bottle of wine. Hughton's clothes were untidy and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a drunkard who had been up all night. According to what he said, Alan used his will to drive the Origin Energy in his body and send it to Kuang Tu. When Origin Energy entered Berserk Slaughter, Alan suddenly felt like a black hole in the broadsaber, and immediately sucked out his pitiful bit of Origin Energy.

The youth felt a sense of emptiness and barely stood. However, Kuang Tu had changed. First, the dark lines on both sides of the blade gradually lit up, and finally, a 20 cm long energy blade was ejected from the front. The energy blade was dark red, buzzing and trembling like a screen of light. The light illuminated the youth's face. Alan looked at Hughton excitedly.

He could finally drive Berserk Slaughter!

After 30 seconds, the energy blade flashed and retracted. Ellen could no longer hold onto the Berserk Slaughter, and his broadsword fell to the ground with a jingle. Hughton picked it up and placed it on the table. Seeing that the Origin Energy had been squeezed clean, Ellen, who was sitting on the ground with a pale face, said, "Look, you can already use this toy." This is good news, but the bad news is that you need more Origin Energy support to be proficient in using it. "Otherwise, just activating the energy sharp sequence would turn him into a limp shrimp. That would only be a joke."

On this day, Alan felt the pain of exhausting his Origin Energy. The enormous void seemed to fill his soul, and his heart was like a bellows that didn't listen. His heart was beating like a drum, constantly ringing in his ears, reminding him to be careful next time, be more careful.

Alan sat on the ground all morning, while Hugh only drank and ignored him. Only after Alan recovered a vortex of Origin Energy did the emptiness gradually fade away and the youth had the strength to stand up. In the afternoon, Hughton threw him back into the gravity room. In the next two days, apart from physical training and physical training, Alan almost thought that this old drunkard was lazy. He thought that he hadn't taught him anything else so far.

During this time, Tonislaw came twice, and after meeting him, he did not leave. It seemed that Second Lieutenant Demon was quite busy.

On the fifth day, after breakfast, Ellen had already made his way to the gravity room without Hugh's orders. Hughton stopped him. Alan looked at the major general doubtfully. The drunkard pointed to his side and signaled for Alan to come over.

"I've already read the information of the other contestants. These little fellows are not simple. Ellen, what are you going to do once the competition starts?" Hughton asked casually in a chatty tone.

Alan thought for a moment, then waved his fist and said, "Kill everyone. Doesn't that mean you'll win?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hughton's wine jug had already knocked on his head. The tin jug made Alan Python grin and Hughton shook his head, "Is that all Ron taught you about how to put muscles into your brain?" You idiot, could it be that I didn't say it clearly enough just now? Your competitors won't be far off, at least most of them are about the same as you. If you don't use your brains to act recklessly, I bet you won't be able to last two days. "

"Then what should I do?" Alan rubbed his head and asked.

Hughton snorted in his nostrils, "You have to have a strategy, understand? There is no strategy but a martial artist. Only if you are brave and scheming can you hope to become a famous general like me!"

Looking at the so-called "famous general", Alan really doubted how much water Hughton's words contained. Hughton coughed dryly and said, "Don't look at me like this. When I was young, you didn't know where I was when I went on an expedition to the Outer Realm. How do you think the rank of major general came from? It was all from fighting!"

"Now listen to me, every day you have a period of freedom. During this period of time, other than being unable to leave the building, you can go anywhere else. My suggestion is to use this time to go to the training hall on the top floor. Make some friends. If the conditions are right, form a temporary alliance. This will help you in the death arena. "

"Child, you must remember that a person's strength is limited. In the death arena, or in your future path. Whether it is your subordinates' soldiers or friends, if you think of a way to integrate the resources that you can use, you will find that this strength is much stronger than your own." After thinking for a while, Hughton added, "Of course, personal force is also very important. It is the basis and core of your condensation of resources."

"In the end, reading these books in your free time will help you." Hughton took out three books from his coat and threw them into Alan's hands.