World Evolution Apocalypse: I Possess The Extraction Ability

Chapter 133: Back to the Base [75 PS Bonus Chapter (1)]

The chubby man’s head burst apart like a watermelon, his blood splashing onto the faces of his teammates.

Two magic circles that had been powering up behind Leon and Selene immediately went out.

Emily’s face was pale with horror, while the other man looked at Leon like he was a monster. How did he know?

As if the chubby man’s scheme was a mere inconvenience, Leon continued to question Emily.

"Have you seen any other Star Wheels?"

The woman shook her head hurriedly, fear evident in her expression.

"Then, you must know of its function, and you must have realized that it has been used. Didn’t you question the strength of the user before deciding to attack? After all, you know it needs a Tier One Soul Crystal to be used," Leon said, a mocking undertone in his voice.

Emily gritted her teeth as she answered, "Of course, I did. But since you guys are not yet Tier One Evolved, I thought you might have just chanced upon the crystals somewhere."

"Ah, I see."

Leon nodded, then stood up. Selene immediately asked, "What are we going to do to them?"

Leon looked troubled. "I can’t release them, and I don’t think I want to carry an enemy to our base. Carrying prisoners sounds exhausting."

"In that case... kill them?"

Emily trembled at Selene’s suggestion and immediately turned to Leon with pleading eyes. Although he might have acted a little unhinged, she believed she wouldn’t suffer much as long as she cooperated.

Pausing, Leon remembered an unpopular villain line and decided to try it out.

Smiling faintly, he said, "Let’s keep them. She’ll make a good onahole."

Selene: "???"

Emily: "???"

The other man: "???"

Thyra: "???"

Seeing their confused expressions, Leon’s face darkened, and he realized none of them understood him. What a shame.

’And here I thought I could farm some villain points.’

"Just kidding," He waved casually at their silent questions, then continued. "We’ll keep them locked up. As for transportation, it shouldn’t be hard to get a vehicle around. I don’t have a driver’s license, though."

Clicking his tongue, he left the two under Selene’s watch and went to search around for a car that was in good condition, at least.

It took him quite some time, but he eventually returned with a taxi cab that only had a dented bonnet.

They all got inside, with the enemies still half-frozen. Although feeling their blood solidify was a painful experience, none of them complained. They didn’t want to be frozen entirely.

Leon climbed into the driver’s seat, then began to drive with the best of his abilities.

Naturally, that resulted in them crashing into other cars about seven times before they returned to the base. At this point, the front part of the taxi was completely ruined, and it had to be abandoned.

Miguel was surprised to see Selene and Leon return with two unknown evolvers, but looking at their state, he quickly realized they weren’t allies.

His expression was grave as he glared at the half-frozen individuals, making Emily wonder if they had met in the past.

"Find a good place to lock them up. And, you can get some beast tendons to tie them up. I don’t want trouble in my backyard."

Leon said as he patted the big guy’s shoulder.

Then, he walked into the building with Selene trailing behind him. Miguel hoisted the two hostiles by their necks, and immediately moved them to one of the locker rooms attached to the base.

Instead of resting immediately like Selene, Leon went directly to the kitchen to check up on Richard and the other workers.

The brown-haired guy was diligently ordering the teenage students and adults that had volunteered for the work, giving them directions on how to cut and dissect the beast corpses and remove the bones.

Leon stayed at the door, unnoticed by anyone, for five minutes. Then, he said to Richard.

"Good job."

Everyone was startled by the unexpected voice, but immediately relaxed when they realized it was Leon. Although some hadn’t seen him before, they knew him as the leader of this base, so they respected him a lot.

Richard grinned sheepishly as he rubbed his nose.

"It’s nothing serious, boss. We’re already on the last beast corpse."

Leon nodded, pleased with the progress. "I can see that. That’s why I said good job. Keep it up."

Offering him a thumbs-up, Leon turned around and left the kitchen area, allowing them to resume their work.

Walking through the corridors, it didn’t take long for Leon to stumble upon Fel, who was just returning to her room after sparring with Cassie.

The tan-skinned girl was very much aware that she wasn’t particularly strong, and her forte was in healing and a bit of poison with the ability that Leon had given her. Still, she knew that she couldn’t be complacent with just that.

While Leon might value her greatly since she was the only healer in the group, she knew her life was always at risk. After all, if she didn’t have enough strength to protect herself, her death would only be a matter of time.

The others wouldn’t always be there to protect her.

Leon was surprised to see her in a sportswear, and seeing sweat glisten on her forehead and roll down her neck, he immediately knew she had been training. He didn’t comment on it, though.

He merely nodded, then asked, "Have you made a full list of what I asked for?"

She nodded, a faint smile on her face.

"Good. Bring it to the table during dinner," He said.

Fel blinked as if snapping out of a daze, then nodded, "Understood, Boss."

Leon walked past her, then said just before she got too far.

"You should rest too. Don’t push yourself too hard."

Fel’s yellow eyes sparkled as she nodded, a bright smile forming on her face. He had noticed her effort, and he had acknowledged it.

This proved that he wasn’t against her decision, which made her genuinely happy.

’I’ll become strong enough that you won’t have to worry about me, Boss.’

Unaware of his subordinate’s thoughts, Leon finally returned to his room to take a good rest. Unfortunately, he only just realized he might have caused a little problem for himself.

Thyra stood before him, her arms folded, and a curious expression on her face.

"What’s an onahole?"