Chapter 3: Level 20 (1/2)
Maisa was not satisfied with the way he accepted so easily, but she was silent as he agreed.
”Open your books.” The teacher said: ”Today I'll talk about mutation; Mutation is an alteration, natural or induced by some mutagenic agent, that occurs in the genome (the genetic material of the organism or virus). This can occur in both somatic cells and germ cells, and can thus be inherited. Mutations are the main sources of genetic variability, directly influencing the evolution process of living beings. They can be classified according to the place where they occur and effects caused.”
What she meant is: Depending on how a person mutates, he can acquire different powers, like controlling fire, water, wind, earth, and so on. There is also the important factor, which is inheritance. Those mutations are usually the strongest, having already been improved and can be taught by parents, or grandparents.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was break time.
”Ouch.”
One student felt something hit his head and saw that it was a piece of paper and, before leaving the classroom, he was amazed by what he read.
”What is it, why do you look so shocked?” The classmate asked him.
”Look at this.” The student passed the paper to him.
Amon was being surrounded by students, mostly girls who were interested in knowing more about him, and, although they were a little afraid of his looks, they were still bold enough to ask him a few things.
”Amon, is this true?” After reading the paper, the student looked angry, and banged on Amon's desk: ”On this paper it says that you set fire to your old house, killing your grandparents who raised you, is that true?”
” Ahhhh!”
This gave a very big scare to the students who walked away from Ammon in fear.
Amon didn't know who played this kind of boring prank, he was so furious he couldn't help it, and ended up letting his murderous intent out. He swept his eyes around, trying to figure out who did it, when Maisa felt his gaze, her heart froze.
”It wasn't me, I swear!” She almost cried, Amon's current look was a hundred times worse than normal. It was as if that, should she admit that she did it, Amon would hit her.
Amon saw no deceit in her eyes and voice, so he kept looking around and coldly asked the student who said this nonsense, ”Who gave you this paper?”
”I...” The student gulped his saliva dryly, he didn't expect Amon to be so cold and sinister the instant he asked this question: ”My friend... is the one who found this.”
Amon looked in the direction of the boy who was on the side of the student who spoke.
”I ... someone threw it at me, I swear! I don't know who did it.” The student was terrified.
Amon rose.
The students instinctively backed away.
Amon's blood was boiling, but he took a deep breath and controlled himself.
He left the classroom.
”My God, we're saved!”
”That was scary!”
”I, I thought I was going to die...”
”Do not exaggerate.”
”Seriously, his murderous intent was very strong, he has definitely already killed someone!”
”...”
The students were silent again.
*
Knowing that at any moment he could break out in rage, Amon didn't go back to class. Instead, he walked to the back of the school.
”Who is it?”
By the time he got behind the school, he saw a girl. She wore her standard school uniform, navy blue and white, only her skirt was a little longer than usual. She had a fine waist and big breasts and her hair was fire red. In her mouth she had a cigarette, she blew out a smoke ring and looked in Amon's direction.
The girl stared at Amon and for a moment she froze in place. It was as if God had personally carved his features, which were perfect and exquisite. He appeared to be shrouded in a cloud of deep, mysterious mist, and he looked cold, indifferent, and distant.
Amon glanced at the young woman briefly, but that simple look caused an intense feeling of suffocation.
Amon stopped looking at her and was about to jump over the wall.
The girl regained her senses when Amon retracted his eyes from her, that's when she said in a somewhat loud voice: ”Wait! Are you skipping class?”
Amon turned to her again, and replied nonchalantly, ”Yes.”
Putting out her cigarette on the wall, the girl said, ”Let me go with you. You are the new student, yes? So I can show you around the city.”
Amon narrowed his eyes and asked, ”Why?”
”I'm bored, and I don't want to go back to class either. By the way, my name is Barbara and yours?” Barbara, despite feeling the sharp and cold gaze of Amon, did not look away.