Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!-Chapter 752

The chase for the piglet and the boar continued as is but looking through the feed from the cameras strewn around the play area, there was more fighting than chasing their targets.

The only ones still chasing after the main targets were the twins though they were derailed a few times because they had to defend themselves.

Well, they didn’t always throw down or try to knock their opponents out because it would be difficult to fight and run at the same time, and taking their eyes off their target just might cost them the win.

The most that they did was to fight for a few seconds before continuing the chase and they would always succeed in throwing off their pursuers because they thought the twins would dig deep and fight until either side was down.

But to their disbelief, the twins would just run like they wouldn’t give as much EXP when they defeated them and the twins would already be several feet away before their ‘fight’ even heated up.

The twins had the biggest advantage out of all the participants in the game—because they took care of these animals and probably knew some of their mannerisms—but I noticed something about the two after watching them for a while.

‘Interesting…’

The game had already been going on for quite a while but the two were still running with their foot straight down the pedal and on full cylinders. Granted, anyone on my crew could keep up with their pace but it was a different story when chasing someone—or in this case, a little piglet that could easily sprint forward and even change directions.

Furthermore, the terrain wasn’t exactly 100-meter dash material and the water on their clothes was an additional factor to take into account. 𝗳𝘳𝐞e𝙬𝙚𝚋𝗻𝚘𝚟𝗲l.𝑐𝑜ｍ

At some point, anyone should already be catching their breaths but the twins weren’t.

Sure, they didn’t look like they were chilling but they didn’t look like they were hard of breathing either.

With that said, the two still moved as gracefully as they should and I even saw a shadow of how Cynthia moved in this game the last time we were here. The two were sometimes moving in complete unison, which added more charm or something similar when watching them and a question just popped into my head.

‘What sort of training is Mr. Cuervo making her girls do?’

Speaking of girls that trained under Mr. Cuervo’s tutelage, Cynthia seemed to be doing something entirely different.

I saw her on one corner of the screen chasing after a guy wearing tight clothing and she looked fucking pissed. From the time Cynthia spent with us in our own place, I’ve never seen her like that and the only thing I could think of right now was that the other party must’ve said or done something.

At one point, the main target and the twins passed by Cynthia, and she didn’t even look the other way. Her eyes were dead set on the man right in front of her and she wouldn’t stop until she got what she wanted.

Too bad the subtitle guy wasn’t able to do the same thing for whatever happened to the two but I guess we’d just see how it would go.

From my perspective, the guy seemed to be just going around in circles while occasionally looking back to piss Cynthia even more, but it seemed like he had a good awareness of his surroundings.

Never did he get stopped by any sort of blockade, animal, or altercation, and he was just keeping the right amount of distance between him and Cynthia.

In turn, Cynthia got even more agitated at the fact that she couldn’t bridge the distance between this guy and all she could do was tire herself out. At one point, she looked like she was about to cry but she just wound her hair and her clothes tighter before pursuing her own target.

I turned to Nikolas, “Do you know that guy?”

Nikolas looked at me with a stoic expression, “Who?”

“The one Cynthia’s chasing after—”

Alexei interjected, “Ah~ that guy. Remember what happened a few games back? The one that came from the Alvarez—”

Nikolas suddenly frowned before he said, “Ah, fuck. He’s bad news.”

Ilya added, “That’s Ramil— Fuck, did he forget that Cynthia is Mr. Cuervo’s—”

Ilya wasn’t even able to finish his sentence but just judging from the difficult expression he and Alexei were wearing, let’s just say that it was as Nikolas said, “bad news”. Kaley and I just looked at each other before we formed our own thoughts as to what this guy just did to make Cynthia fall to that state and I guess it couldn’t be more obvious. 𝑓𝔯𝑒e𝘸e𝘣𝓷𝘰ѵe𝚕.c૦𝙢

Well, if the guy turning around and facing Cynthia with an amused expression while smelling his fingers wasn’t enough of a description, the way he just looked at Cynthia with those ‘type’ of eyes might be enough of a tell.

At this point, Kaley was also fuming mad but we couldn’t do shit at the moment.

Anything goes in this place—especially at this hour—and as long as that motherfucker didn’t snap Cynthia’s neck in two, no action would be held against him.

The guy was literally a piece of shit but still, several girls were cheering for him.

However, like Mauro and the rest of the De Leon Family about to jump on Benjamin for injuring one of their own, it was totally allowed to bear malice and wait for the right time for revenge.

It’s just that it was painful to watch someone—especially the victim—try and chase after her assailant that was just basically playing with her. I already saw her almost burst into tears and I could only imagine what was going through her head right now.

At the end of the day, scum would take advantage of anyone as long as they could and get away with it and sometimes, the victim couldn’t do shit on their own.

At this point, my focus was now on the Ramil guy and I believe I saw him in the highlight reel earlier.

The guy had a decent build like the rest of the champions though his best feature—aside from his height—was his lower half. Let’s just say that he was one of those dudes that probably did twice the reps on leg day or every day was just leg day to him.

He could reach farther distances with each stride because of his long legs and I bet it would hit worse than a 2-inch diameter whip if he went for a nasty slice.

Furthermore, he didn’t look like he was in a hurry or was trying to win the game and it seemed like he just joined this one to specifically fuck with Cynthia. He was basically running circles around her and anyone that tried to interfere just got shut down in an instant.

We saw him send a goat several feet into the air with just his kicking power alone and the other participant he kicked straight on the chest had never gotten up and was just picked up by the medical staff.

‘Hmm…’

Several scenarios popped into my head as I was watching him but it suddenly faded when I saw him stop in his tracks and looked toward a corner before licking his lips and adjusting the bulge inside his shorts.

I don’t know why but he started to scratch his balls amidst the game and he even sniffed his fingers in front of the cameras hovering above him.

It’s just that when I looked over the corner his eyes locked into for a moment, I didn’t know whether I’d be worried or glad he set his eyes on those two people.

Tatiana and Quinn were busy beating down another unfortunate pair that came across their way and the creep was fast approaching. However, a loose brick came flying into the air and almost landed on the head of the motherfucker and that made him stop in his tracks.

If he walked one more step, it would’ve caused serious damage and his tune instantly changed as he turned around. He looked like he was about to kill the person that threw the brick but his expression slightly wavered when he discovered that Cynthia was the one that actually threw it in his direction.

Like a miracle, subtitle-kun emerged from the shadows.

[You got a fucking death wish, sweetie?]

[Hmph! I almost got you—]

[Hah! You’re a fucking whore, right? Why are you mad for getting felt up? I said I’ll pay you later.]

[You’ll pay for something alright…]

[Nice threats! You can’t even keep up with me! I even slowed down so I could see your tits jiggle about, or do I have to pay extra for that also? Trust me, I’m this close to smashing your face in and if you don’t promise to suck my dick for free, your mouth will be out of commission for a while. So, what are you gonna do?]