Apocalypse God Mode: Unlocked (Cecilia) novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220 A Sudden Disappearance

At six in the morning, Draven looked up at the sky outside.

* 66%

Finished

He looked exhausted and miserable as he stared at Cecelia walking ahead of him. “Cecelia, isn’t this a bit too early? Why don’t we wait until it’s a little brighter before heading out? If you go to the Eastern District now…”

“To get to the Eastern District, we have to leave the Western District first.”

Silence.

“If we drive, it’ll take about an hour at most. It’ll be daylight by then.”

“Heh…”

Draven laughed awkwardly. “Cecelia, you’ve really done your homework!”

“Say my name properly.”

“Cecelia?”

Silence again.

Cecelia shot him a cold look. “I can turn you into a pretty girl. Want to think about it?”

He froze in shock.

Draven immediately clamped his legs together, forcing a grin as he quickly corrected himself. “Cecelia, you’re like my big sister!”

“Get in.”

Cecelia pulled open the driver’s side door.

Draven glanced at the military SUV, feeling more certain that Cecelia and her group were anything but ordinary.

Maybe getting on her good side would actually benefit him.

With that thought, he quickly got in and sat in the passenger seat.

“So, Cecelia, we… whoa!”

Before Draven even had time to fasten his seatbelt, the car shot forward violently.

The intense jolts threw him around until he finally grabbed onto the handle. He almost threw up the food he had eaten the night before…

This wasn’t driving.

This was a death wish.

Before they even got out of the car, Draven’s mind was already focused on one thing only, how to survive the ride.

14:33 Wed, May 6

Chapter 220 A Sudden Disappearance

4唸66%爆

Finished

In Room 304, Cecelia’s departure seemed to go unnoticed.

Ivy and Amber were both asleep.

Oliver’s snoring was deafening.

Jerome, lying on the top bunk, struggled to sit up, his face full of exhaustion. He glanced at his arm. The markings had become more obvious. If this continued, he wouldn’t be able to maintain Jerome’s appearance.

After thinking for a moment, he climbed down from the top bunk, opened the door, and walked out. The moment the door closed, Oliver, who had been snoring loudly, suddenly opened his eyes.

He got up, opened the door, and followed Jerome…

Thud!

Ivy and Amber were both startled awake by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground outside.

They walked out of the room and saw Oliver’s large body lying stiff on the floor, unconscious.

“Oliver?!”

Ivy hurried over to check on him. After confirming that he was still breathing, his pulse was normal, and there were no other injuries, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Ivy, Jerome is gone.”

After checking the room, Amber quickly spoke.

“The door lock is fine. It looks like he opened it from the inside and left…”

Silence.

After confirming Oliver was okay, Ivy began to worry about Jerome. She said to Amber, “Go outside and ask around. See if anyone saw Jerome leave. He probably went out on his own, but why Oliver passed out here, I’ll have to ask him later.”

Amber nodded. “Got it. I’ll go ask right now.”

Ivy pressed hard on Oliver’s pressure point several times before he slowly opened his eyes, staring straight at her.

“You okay now?”

“Yeah…”

Oliver sat up on the floor, still looking a bit dazed.

Ivy quickly asked, “Jerome isn’t in the room, and you passed out here. Did something happen?”

“He…”

14:33 Wed, May 6 W

Chapter 220 A Sudden Disappearance

Oliver opened his mouth, his gaze drifting toward the door. He forced out a single word. “Left…”

“Jerome left on his own?”

“Yeah… changed… left…”

Oliver spoke one word at a time.

* 66%8

Finished

Ivy’s head started to ache even more listening to him. She decided not to think too much about it. Jerome was already gone, and there was nothing she could do to find him right now. They would have to wait until Cecelia came back.

“Do you feel anything else wrong with you?”

“My head… hurts.”

Oliver held his head and started hitting it repeatedly.

Ivy quickly grabbed his hands and scolded him, “Your brain is already injured. If you keep hitting it, don’t expect it to ever recover.”

Oliver immediately stopped moving. He sat obediently on the floor, staring at her blankly.

Ivy didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

What kind of people had Cecelia brought back?

One was Jerome, a quiet, withdrawn boy who had now run off on his own.

The other was Oliver, with brain damage, acting foolish. The fact that he could understand basic speech was already impressive.

This team of theirs was really something…

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify