Apocalypse Baby-Chapter 247: Perfect Moment

Before he could even think to respond, he hit the ground.

Now he was sitting up, dazed, chest heaving, trying to process what just happened.

His eyes flicked to the side.

To the second player who had fallen at the same time he did.

At first, he thought it was a new realm player but seeing it was a tutorial player gave him hope.

Both of them had dropped at the same moment…But who hit the ground first?

It had to be her, after all her strength was nowhere his.

He had hope now that he wasn't going to get eliminated.

The Proctor then approached the two fallen players.

Buzz's head snapped up, speaking with confidence.

"She hit the ground before me. I'm sure of it!"

Most of the new realm players agreed with Buzz's statement.

Eve didn't utter a word.

Still on her hands and knees, coughing up blood, she wasn't even sure when she fell.

Her only focus had been holding on for as long as she could.

But she believed if anyone would know the truth, it was the Proctor.

As it was his duty to monitor things like this,

The crowd fell silent.

All eyes were on the proctor, whose finger cut through the air, and Eve braced herself.

Please don't be me...

The Proctor then pointed.

...

Not to her.

Much to her in relief.

But to Buzz.

Buzz's breath caught.

"Buzz Lightyear, you have been eliminated."

Buzz's eyes went wide.

What?

His chest felt like it had been punched.

"No!" he shouted, his voice cracking in disbelief.

"That's wrong!"

He scrambled to his feet, stumbling slightly.

"This isn't right! She fell first—I swear it!"

"You will return to your world," the Proctor said, his voice cold and final. "Your journey ends here."

Buzz's stomach churned.

"No... wait. You're mistaken," he insisted, stepping forward, desperation flooding his voice. "It was her! She fell before me!"

But the Proctor didn't respond.

He didn't need to.

It was the Proctor's job to monitor every second of this trial, to be as precise as a clock. He didn't miss a thing.

Even the tiniest fraction of time—a nanosecond—was enough.

And in that moment, the Proctor had seen it.

Buzz's knee had hit the ground first, just before Eve.

Buzz's arrogance had led to his downfall.

Buzz's face twisted in disbelief.

"No! This isn't fair!"

His voice cracked as he took a step forward, anger flashing in his eyes.

"She hasn't even finished te tutorial! She doesn't belong here—she has no business chasing a legacy!"

The Proctor didn't flinch.

He didn't even acknowledge Buzz's outburst.

With a cold, almost bored gesture, he snapped his fingers.

In an instant, Buzz's body shimmered like a mirage, glowing particles bursting into the air.

And just like that, he was gone.

Vanished.

Silence.

The arena felt heavier, like the weight of the moment hung in the air.

Only eight remained.

The remaining players stood, some hunched over, barely able to catch their breath.

Sweat clung to their faces, dripping down their necks.

Muscles shook as the aftershock of the Proctor's pressure lingered in the air.

The weight of the trial still pressed on them, each of them fighting to stay upright.

The Proctor's non-existent gaze swept over them, not a hint of emotion emanating from him.

"Congratulations," he said, his voice cool, almost detached. "You might have passed the First Selection."

A few of the survivors exchanged glances.

Some looked proud, shoulders squared, while others simply exhaled, faces pale and tired, thankful just to be standing.

The relief in the air was palpable, but the Proctor's tone didn't give them much time to savor their victory.

"In a minute," the Proctor continued, "you will be transported to the location of the Second Selection. Prepare yourselves."

The group once again tensed. It was going to be brutal from here on.

Alex stood apart from the group.

His posture was calm, almost serene, despite the lingering exhaustion.

His arms rested at his sides, eyes locked forward.

Around him, Emi swirled gently, a soft, steady shimmer, like a quiet flame, not raging or chaotic, but under perfect control.

It moved with him, in harmony with his every breath, giving off a sense of balance that hadn't been there before.

His gaze shifted towards Eve, the second tutorial player on the ground.

They had both been the underdogs, the ones no one had expected to last this long.

But here they were, both of them having made it through the First Selection.

The odds hadn't been in their favor—but against all expectations, they had survived.

He met her eyes briefly—silent acknowledgment passed between them. They both had a long way to go, but this small victory was theirs.

They had earned it.

Adam didn't want to waste a second.

He was determined to convince Alex to consider the Dragon Emperor as a deity and join their House after Alex finished his tutorial.

Walking to Alex he uttered.

"Congrats on awaken..."

Adam didn't get the chance to finish. Frozen with his hand raised, Alex walked away.

Not even a glance in his direction.

His focus was elsewhere, locked on something else entirely.is

Adam forcibly smiled, a vein appearing on the side of his head, twitching.

Meanwhile, Alex headed straight for the collapsed tutorial player—the girl who had fought tooth and nail to stay on her feet.

She'd fused with her summon just to keep going, pushing herself beyond her limits.

Now, she lay motionless on the cold stone floor, her body twitching from the strain, blood staining her lips.

Alex knelt beside her, ignoring everything else.

Her eyes fluttered open, barely able to focus.

She blinked in confusion, her vision blurry as she tried to make sense of what was happening.

And why Alex was leaning beside me.

"What are you…"

Her voice was weak, barely above a whisper, her body still trembling.

Alex didn't answer.

Instead, his hand began to glow faintly, a soft light radiating from his palm.

Though Alex had no real reason to help her—after all, she could very well become a future rival.

But there was something about the moment, something about seeing her injured, that stirred a sense of curiosity inside him.

Then a thought came to mind.

This was the perfect moment to test it out.

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The perfect moment to test his healing skill.

[Resurgence]