Transmigrated into Another Apocalyptic World (BL) - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Chapter 111: Asking for a show 2 Chapter 112: Chapter 111: Asking for a show 2 It was obvious that Luciel was very experienced in fighting, and it was also obvious that he had killed a lot based on the murderous aura that he would sometimes show when he was irritated very much.

However, Treyton really couldn’t see any trace of it on his body.

He doesn’t even have any scars at all.

In battles, it was unavoidable to have some injuries, especially in the beginning.

Treyton also has some scars on his body, which were from the injuries he had gotten in the past, but Luciel didn’t have any.

Treyton had almost disregarded what he felt when he first met Luciel because he didn’t see any traces of being a capable fighter in Luciel’s body at all.

But even though it was very contradictory, Treyton didn’t ask anything.

Luciel didn’t say anything about it, so he wouldn’t ask.

After Treyton heard Luciel’s request for repayment, he was stunned again.

He didn’t expect that Luciel would ask them to have a live performance for him.

Treyton couldn’t say that he didn’t want to do any performance at all because he had already said that as long as it wouldn’t put them in danger, they would do what he wanted.

However, Treyton really didn’t expect that Luciel would request a live performance.

He had always been the person who was invited to watch different performances, and most of the time he was invited to evaluate them.

So, Treyton hadn’t performed in front of people except when they were still in high school and had to perform something for their grades.

When Treyton went out, everyone was already awake and already knew what happened when they were unconscious.

Nathan also checked everyone, and temporarily they didn’t find anyone who had side effects from the sedatives.

So Nathan could only ask everyone to pay attention to themselves, and if they noticed some problems, then they could call him immediately.

Treyton gathered everyone and told them that Luciel wanted them to perform for him next week.

“Performance, really?

At this time?” Nathan asked in surprise.

“Yes, Ciel said we could sing, dance, or perform anything in front of him, and it should be at least 4 minutes long for each person,” Treyton said.

They were all very busy doing all they could do to survive; that’s why Treyton was also surprised by Luciel’s request.

He didn’t expect that Luciel could still think of a live show with all the things going on around them.

Everyone also seemed to be surprised with what they had to do to thank Luciel for saving their lives.

“Oh, no!

I haven’t done such a thing for a long time.

Can you ask Luciel to change it?” Nathan said.

“Boss, I don’t think I have any talent that could be performed,” Wes said.

“Does everyone have to do it?” Yang asked.

“It’s useless.

I already asked him, but he doesn’t want to change his request.

He also said that he knew that everyone wasn’t professional, so he doesn’t mind it as long as it’s watchable.

So, everyone had to prepare for what they were going to perform next.

Everyone can do it with others or individually,” Treyton said.

“Treyton, have you already decided what you are going to perform?” Nathan asked.

“Yes, I’ll just sing something,” Treyton said.

As soon as Luciel said that he really wanted to watch a live performance and didn’t want to change his choice, Treyton had already decided to just sing.

Treyton thought that singing was the easiest thing to do compared to dancing or anything else; that’s why he immediately decided that he would just sing.

“Tsk, easy for you.

At least you still had a good voice and sense of rhythm.

I also want to sing if I can, but if I sing, Luciel might think that I have a grudge against him instead of thanking him,” Nathan said and sighed.

“At least you are self-aware.” Nathan really wasn’t good at singing.

He could still remember that Nathan was always assigned a different role, even if the whole class needed to sing something, because Nathan could disrupt all the others with his singing.

“Hey!

Can’t you say something better?” Nathan said while looking at him badly.

“Oh, my!

What should I do?” Nathan said with a very troubled look.

All the others also looked very troubled, and they were all thinking about what they would be performing.

“Sir, do we also have to do it?” Dr.

Dalson asked.

“Yes, all the people here today needed to participate in it,” Treyton said.

“I see,” Dr.

Dalson said while frowning.

It seemed that they were also troubled about what they had to do.

Well, most of them have been focusing on their studies, so they surely don’t have experience in performing aside from some mandatory performances.

Luciel really gave everyone a problem that they had to think over.

However, even with such trouble, Treyton was a bit happy while looking at everyone who was worrying about what they had to perform instead of worrying about increasing their abilities, gathering supplies, or killing zombies.

It gave Treyton an illusion that they were still in a very peaceful society, and they could still be worried about trivial things such as performance, and they weren’t troubled by their own survival.

But as soon as Treyton saw the corpses of zombies and mutant dogs that Luciel killed just a few meters away from them, the illusion was broken.

However, Treyton was still happy that at least the people with him could take a break from always worrying about survival and could take some time to think more about something that isn’t related to it.

It was good for them to relax a little bit so that they wouldn’t have severe mental problems.

It seemed that Luciel unknowingly added something that he should thank him for.

——- The next day, after all of them got their belongings, they all planned to go already, but Dion woke up and started screaming nonsense again.

“You are really planning to leave me?!

How dare you!

Luciel, you’re really a b!tch; how dare you seduce Treyton!” Dion shouted.

Dion kept shouting curses, so Treyton asked someone to knock out Dion again.

Treyton had already said to everyone that they would leave Dion in the lab, and no one was against it.

No one was against it because all of them knew that they might have died if Luciel hadn’t been there to fight all the zombies that came while they were all unconscious.

They were already merciful enough to just leave him at the lab and didn’t directly kill him.

So, when Dion started cursing, everyone was frowning.

When Treyton ordered someone to knock out Dion, those that were near Dion immediately took action happily.

“Tsk, look, I got cursed at again because of you.

He’s even using different words to describe me, such as being a devil, a vixen, and a b!tch.

What else did he say about me?” Luciel said while looking at Treyton, who was carrying him because he couldn’t move.

“Don’t mind it,” Treyton said and continued walking to where their RV is.

“I don’t really care about it.

I was just curious what other names he had for me,” Luciel said.

Luciel had heard a lot of curses directed at him that were even worse than what Dion said to him, so he really doesn’t mind it.

He wouldn’t lose anything or even suffer any injury by just listening to people cursing him.

He was really just curious about what other names Dion had called him because, in such a short time, Dion had called him using a lot of different terms.

“Why are you even curious about such things that you don’t need to pay attention to?” Treyton asked.

“Nothing; I’m just bored,” Luciel said.

“Then just watch some movies,” Treyton said after putting him on their bed inside the RV.

After putting him on the bed, Treyton readied his tab and let him choose a movie he wanted to watch.

So, Luciel started watching a movie while Treyton started practicing his abilities.

For the next few days, Luciel was taken care of mostly by Treyton.

Treyton was the one accompanying him to bathe every day and assisted in his meals.

And if Luciel wanted snacks, Treyton would also feed him.

If he was busy, Ashlee, who was in their RV, also helped in feeding him snacks while watching movies with him.

Most of the time Luciel would sleep to continue resting.

If he couldn’t sleep, then he would just watch movies.

He didn’t read any comics or books, and he didn’t play any games because all of those required him to move his hands, which was hard to do in his state compared to just watching a movie.

After a week, Luciel finally fully recovered and was able to move around as much as he wanted.

“So, are you guys prepared for your performance?” Luciel asked Treyton while eating strawberries.