Chapter 121: Beautiful (2/2)

”I see…” Leonel mumbled.

”Hey, Lieutenant? Are you really still not going to tell us who the kid is?”

A lady wearing a skin-tight black jumpsuit walked over, her eyes watery with grievances as though she might start crying at any moment. The first thought Leonel had about her was that if catwoman was real and jumped out from her comic, this was what she would be like.

”He's a new recruit, you can call him Leo.”

The lady's eyes brightened. ”In the past, new recruits never got to go to the checkpoint. It was only after the Metamorphosis began that they changed the rule to make an exception for a certain group of people. Don't tell me you're a Variant like Lieutenant?”

Many curious gazes looked over.

”Come on, kid. Show me your power, quick, quick. I'm curious.”

Leonel scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

”I can't, my ability is a sensory type.”

The lady pouted in dissatisfaction, but her curiosity had been piqued. She had heard of Variants with all sorts of wild and crazy abilities. Her Lieutenant alone could overturn the oceans, just how crazy was that? But, she had never heard of a sensory type Variant. She wondered what Leonel could do.

”Alright, alright. Stop hounding the rookie. We're here.”

At first, Leonel thought that the wooden yacht would crash into the side of the massive floating metal cube. But, instead, a tunnel opened up on the side.

Leonel was mystified. He wondered what sort of clever engineering allowed such a thing to happen without the whole compound being flooded with salt water. But, his thoughts didn't have much of a chance to linger on this before he was astonished once more.

The dark tunnel ended and flooded them with light, opening them up to a huge hidden city.

Leonel was quite used to big cities. After all, he traveled through one everyday to get to school barely a year earlier. But this one left him fascinated.

Without the sun, the city had no choice but to rely on high-res panels that simulated the sky. As though realizing this wasn't enough, the light yellow glow of lanterns could be seen dotted all around the skyline, looking like fireflies buzzing in the night.

The city below wasn't nearly as congested either. It had a homey feeling, as though everyone knew everyone else.

The most magical thing, though, was its reminiscence of Venice, Italy, a city Leonel had read about in the past. The large wooden yacht could float through the city with ease, allowing Leonel to take everything in.

It was beautiful.