"We are almost in the center of city Z." Barbara warned.
But just as Barbara said that, as they headed downtown, some ragged, drunk middle-aged men appeared.
When they saw Barbara and Amon, their eyes became cheerful, especially when looking at Barbara. Unlike most teenage girls who were more chubby because of the special meat, she had excellent curves and no sign of excessive belly and face fat.
Their eyes didn't stay long on Amon, despite his cold expression, they didn't fear him. After all, it was rare for a teenager to have a higher level of genetics than an adult male and there were five of them.
"Hic! Cutie." The drunkest among them, staggered in his drunken state and grinned wickedly as he looked at Barbara: "How about playing with these uncles here. We have money, you are the typical delinquent girl who does everything for money, right?" He saw that she had the air of a delinquent, especially with how she dressed, and said with undisguised lust.
"Yeah, sweetie, you better come with us and play a little and still make some money, right? Hahaha." Another said and laughed out loud.
Barbara shivered. Like these men, she knew that adults had a higher genetic level, as they had more time to train. And, although she knows Amon is at level 20 and this is amazing for a teenager, for a grown man it's common.
"Finally." Amon didn't have the usual indifferent expression; in his eyes, there was a subtle touch of madness.
*Whoosh!*
Moving as fast as a bullet, Amon appeared in front of the first drunk and, with an open hand, he cupped the drunk's face and leaned toward the ground.
*Bang!*
The drunk man's head bounced, and blood flowed. The man fell unconscious at the same moment.
"Heh..." Amon looked at the other four drunks.
The other drunks' eyes instantly widened; they felt their lives were at stake. They were desperately trying to get out of their drunken state, but it was too late.
At the same time, Amon was bent over as he hit the drunk's head on the ground and looked up at the other four drunks. He placed both hands on the ground and spun around like a top with his legs extended a little apart.
*Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!*
Four consecutive sounds echoed and the four drunks were sent flying, falling a few feet away with blood pouring from their mouths.
Wiping his hand, Amon's expression returned to normal… No, he looked a little more serene, not as cold as before.
Barbara snapped out of her daze and muttered in her mind: 'Is that what he meant, seeing some blood? By the way, how can he be so powerful!?'
Moving closer, she looked at Amon differently. She 'knew' that Amon did this for her sake and blushed. Turning to him, she stuck out her little tongue, showing a sweet and cute smile as she looked at Amon and said, "You are a gentleman."
" Err. Amon, do you want a cigarette?" Barbara offered when she popped one into her mouth.
"No." Amon refused.
"Do you hate people who smoke?" She was worried and didn't even light the cigarette.
Amon remembered his grandfather. Although not exactly a cigarette, his grandfather smoked a pipe; the smell was peculiar, but he didn't hate it, it was the same with the cigarette. However, that didn't make him want to try it.
Amon looked at her and replied, "I don't hate it."
"Oh..." Barbara felt a little panic when she sensed Amon's gaze; it was a little too much for her. Maybe it's because she saw him defeat five adults with ease...
Barbara didn't light the cigarette, she somehow didn't feel like smoking anymore and put it back.
Amon saw this but didn't comment. The two continued walking and arrived in the center of the city.
Unlike the streets they walked before, almost always deserted, in the center of the city, the difference was huge. There were people coming and going all the time, on the road the cars were almost stopped because of the crowding on the road.
Many women looked at Amon while he was standing. Now that he relaxed a little, he didn't have that cold, arrogant look about him anymore.
Waiting for the light to turn green for them to cross the road, Barbara looked at Amon's side profile and she somehow felt proud to be walking beside him. 'Do they think we're a couple when they see me next to him?'
Oblivious to that, Amon was a little surprised at the number of people in one place. It was something he wasn't used to. It was people coming from one side and leaving the other, so many people that it made him dizzy.
"Amon?"
"Mm?" He looked at Barbara.
"Want to go to a specific place?" Honestly, she didn't know where to go, she came along with him in the heat of the moment and didn't think much about it until now.
Amon thought as he looked at the nearest stores and saw the supermarket emblem.
"Marketplace." He says.
Barbara nodded and said, "The light turned green, shall we?"
"Yes." The two crossed the street arriving on the other side beside a bus station.
Walking a little way, they passed a shopping plaza, but although Amon looked a little, nothing caught his attention and they kept walking.
It was less than 200 meters to the market, before long they arrived.
The market was a huge store, with shelf divisions.
"What do you want to buy, I know this market," Barbara said.
"Chocolate." Amon answers.
Barbara felt a little strange, but on second thought, it shouldn't be that strange since Amon, although indifferent, was still a teenager and, like her, it was normal to like chocolate.
But what she didn't know was that chocolate was soothing to Amon. Eating chocolate, not just for the taste, but to calm his fury. Although he's better off after beating those five drunks, that was far from enough.
When it came time to pay, Amon pulled money out of a wallet, and it clearly wasn't his, as there was someone else's ID in it.
'Is this from those drunks?' Barbara began to wonder how Amon managed to do that without her realizing it. But soon she didn't care, she wasn't a role model, and those men deserved the beating they got. By the way, didn't they say they were going to give her money? Well, it ended up going to Amon, but that's okay.
She put down a packet of chips and stuck out her little tongue, flashing a sweet, cute smile as she said, "Pay it for me, okay?"
Amon nodded.
"Thanks." She said and smiled.
*
School hours are over. The principal has already learned that Amon left the school in the middle of the break and hasn't returned yet. The teachers were not at all happy about it.
Even worse was when they later received calls from some parents. This was because they didn't want such a violent person to study with their children.
"Headmaster, Student Amon cannot continue here!" Said the math teacher.
"Yes, he is very problematic. On the first day he frightened the other students and skipped the rest of the classes." Another teacher said.
"I don't accept teaching him!"
As they argued, Professor Flavia said indifferently: "I don't mind teaching him. By the way, you are fools. Pray Student Ammon doesn't know what you all said."
"Professor Flavia, what do you mean by that?" The geography teacher was not at all happy with what she said. She already hated Flavia and hearing that made her hate Flavia even more.
Professor Flavia's expression turned a little cold as she said, "You all didn't even see and know what actually happened. But here you are, judging without proof, and by the way Student Amon is above level 20."
"What?!!" They went into shock.
The strongest among the students was Elijah Ferreira and he was at level 19.
"Is she serious?" The math teacher was skeptical about this.
"It is true." The director finally spoke: "Understand. It shouldn't leave this room, if it does... Get ready to bear the consequences!"
They gulped.
The director continued: "Student Amon is not only above level 20. He also has a special genetic block, in addition to the normal one. His case is very special, he can have two genetic unlocks at the same time, even though he is only on the first genetic unlock. Which makes it a treasure for the Platinum Continent."
*Gasps~~*
The teachers were in shock.
Even Professor Flavia showed a different expression when she heard this. She could feel he was strong, but she didn't think he had one more genetic unlock.
This was something few people knew. Aside from his grandparents, only the principal knew about it, and now the teachers.
The reason he said this was that he knew they wouldn't be foolish enough to say it randomly. Also because if they talked, they would be taking risks and could even cause them to be hated by a genius, which wouldn't be good for them.
Professor Flavia returned to normal and asked: "You still don't want to teach him?"
What a silly question. It was clear they wanted to!
What teacher doesn't want to teach a genius who has two genetic unlocks?
"..."
The Headmaster's office was silent, none of them daring to answer that question when the answer was obvious.
After that, only Professor Flavia remained, and the rest left the principal's office. They no longer had the same mentality they had initially, they were now thinking about how to please and not offend Amon.
*
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