In fact, the rescue commission of Fujimi Academy was issued through the system. In theory, some mysterious shops that were eligible to accept the commission and some mysterious shops set up in the academy's commercial street were likely to receive the task. The reason why Youfang was able to receive the task so quickly was because he had established a good relationship with the big boss Orange during the novice plot. Then it is likely that Izumi Shinichi only has these two modes of accepting tasks. [Players are connecting to a new campus...] [A new school location has been added to your personal map - Fujimi Academy. ] [Your partner will be on standby in the original area. Only when you choose to formally request support will they officially intervene in the current area, which will also increase the variables of the plot direction. ] [The progress of your story mission events is based on the player who requested assistance, but your different behaviors may lead to different completion of the story. When the story is completed, part of the rewards of the player who requested assistance will be distributed to you by the system, and the system rewards and escort target rewards will be calculated separately. ] [You will appear in Fujimi Academy as "experience exchange students" in a reasonable manner. 】 [Whether or not you complete the story mission, you will be considered to have officially opened the Fujimi Academy area and can explore it in free mode, but whether you survive the rescue mission will affect the timeline of your opening area. ] 【Well, welcome to Fujimi Academy, a special area that fully displays human nature. 】
When the system prompt disappeared, they officially entered the Fujimi Academy area on the right. His right nose twitched slightly and he smelled disinfectant and blood. "here it is……" Looking around, on the right I saw hospital-like beds, partition curtains, and cabinets filled with various medicines. "Okada?" Not far to the right, an ordinary male student wearing glasses looked blankly at the student who got up from the bed, his body covered in blood. His complexion was dark, and his eyes had obviously turned in a direction that was impossible for humans to reach. The boy, whimpering in his throat, pounced directly at the man with glasses. With a flash of cold light, the head and neck of the male student, who had obviously turned into a zombie, had an extremely flat cross-section. He fell to the ground under the force of gravity and rolled twice. The remaining body instantly lost the ability to move, and it fell straight to its knees and hit the ground. The splattered blood splashed onto the trouser legs of the man with glasses, scaring him so much that he jumped up. The good news is that the Seven Nights Demon-Slaying Knife has judged these zombies as "outside of human", which means that they can be easily cut open without opening the magic eye. This is somewhat good news. He casually wiped the knife with the white curtain next to him and casually followed the sound of turning over bottles and jars. He moved his eyes away and then he was stunned. "Wow~ How did you do that?" A sweet voice came from the right side, and the other party moved to the right while speaking. The typical OL professional women's outfit is the kind of T-shirt on the upper body and a narrow skirt on the lower body, with a blonde woman wearing a white coat on the outside. Of course, the dress is not the point, and the pretty face is not the point. The point is the two lumps of flesh on her chest. The right side was obviously experiencing auditory hallucinations, and the duangduang sound seemed to be coming from far away as the other party's not too intense movements. Although You Fang wanted to maintain his persona as a biochemical veteran, he did not expect that his image would be ruined before the minute was up. It's not my fault! They are just too big! Is this something that humans can have? Isn't it really two watermelons? I always feel like this thing can easily give me a mild concussion!
Unreliable questions like these began to pop up in Right's mind. Fortunately, someone pulled Youfang back from his daze. The windows facing the corridor were broken, and a large number of zombies began to pour into the infirmary through the inner windows and the door. The NPC guy with glasses was quite brave. Although he was shaking all over, he still tried to block the door with the pole that was probably used to hang an IV drip. "Teacher Shizuka, run!" He was quite manly in that he was preparing to block the door with his body while letting the big monster escape. However, just as he was about to rush forward, he suddenly felt his collar tighten, and he was pulled so hard that he lost his balance and fell backwards. "Watch your teacher, don't let her get herself killed." The person on the right took the boy's place in annoyance. His courage is commendable, but this footwork without any fighting foundation is obviously seeking death. The right side does not want to see such a courageous person die in front of him. The right side of the demon eye moved after the killer took it off. In just a dozen seconds, these zombies turned into zombie building blocks all over the ground. Every cut was extremely smooth, as if they could be glued together with a little glue. The right side of the glasses did not look very satisfied after being reset, because both the accuracy and speed were far inferior to the result of his first attempt. It seems like I have a lot of work to do if I want to reach that level of self-awareness. Just as Youfang guessed, the number of death lines on the zombies in front of him was basically the same as the lowest-level corpses controlled by the dead apostles he had seen at the beginning. Since the death lines were too dense, Youfang didn't need to aim at all, just swing the knife at them quickly. The feeling on the right side is basically the same as that of a paper cutter cutting paper, and when the Seven Nights Exorcist Sword cuts across the cervical vertebrae of the zombies, they lose their lives again without any reluctance. Now both the breast monster and the completely unfamiliar male student opened their mouths wide. "It's nothing, not worth mentioning." Youfang smiled at the two behind him. The right side of the body felt somewhat hot, and there were subtle changes in the way of thinking. This is because the bloodline that eliminates people is playing its due role. Judging from the number of zombies we are currently encountering, I am afraid it will not be quelled in a short time. At this moment, the face on the right suddenly became alert again. He jumped over the zombie blocks on the ground in three or two steps and stabbed the demon-killing knife in his hand towards the door. There was a lag of about half a second before an unidentified object stabbed towards the right lower jaw from bottom to top. The knife in the right hand stopped abruptly, and the thing that had been identified as a wooden sword no longer had the strength to continue stabbing. They were humans, not zombies, so they stopped fighting each other. The eyes of the right side and the other party meet. similar?
This idea popped up in the minds of both the person on the right and the female student who looked majestic holding a wooden sword. Chapter 55 Your Bird is Gone "Bukujima Saeko, third year, captain of the Kendo Club." "Tono Shiki, second year, exchange student from Misaki High School, returning home." "...Your skills don't look like something that an ordinary Huijiabu can possess." "Your swordsmanship is quite impressive." After retracting their weapons, Youfang and Busujima Saeko exchanged a few words with a forced smile. It seemed that their first meeting was definitely not a very friendly one. Busujima Saeko's back was soaked with cold sweat, because she knew very well that if the other party had not held back at the last moment, the sharp tip of the knife would have pierced her neck. It seems like they are evenly matched, but in fact the opponent can kill me before my wooden sword is launched. This feeling made Busujima Saeko feel an unprecedented fear, but at the same time, it also caused her body temperature to rise unnaturally. A sense of excitement that she herself was not aware of was quietly spreading. "It seems like now is not the time for a relaxed exchange." Busujima Saeko's wooden sword has turned to the other side. The fresh flesh and blood and the sounds of human communication attracted more zombies to move towards the infirmary on the right where they were. "Teacher Shizuka, what time is it now?" The right side asked a strange question. While asking questions, the person on the right was not idle either. He beheaded a zombie that was approaching. Du Dao, who also started chopping zombies with a wooden sword, was a little confused as to why the right side asked such a question, but he did not question it. The woman in the white coat was obviously a teacher or school doctor of the school. She had sharp ears and a good memory. She remembered that the boy called her that. She quickly raised her wrist when she heard the question from her right. "Ten, fourteen twenty-three." The school doctor answered haltingly. "Fortunately, it's past dinner time." He casually threw the zombie head with its upper and lower jaw still opening and closing out of the window and nodded to the right. Ah, as a very typical biochemical game player, who is proficient in series of games such as Resident Evil, Left 4 Dead, Fallout, Dying Light, Dead Space, etc., as long as it is confirmed that the opponent is a zombie death claw corpse chopper or something like that, then such a player dares to play with the corpse. Even though other people may think this behavior is perverted and has a bad taste, in the gaming perspective of the old ASSs it can be attributed to finding fun in a desperate world. Youfang actually wants a magnetic gun now, but unfortunately he is not a space engineer. "I'm going to the cafeteria. Do you want to come? If not, I'll just do it on my own."
I looked at the small map provided by the system on the right and had already locked on the place I wanted to go. Since the intervention method of these students from other campuses on the right is similar to that of a novice, the treatment they receive in many places is the same as that of the players seeking help. The small map on the right clearly shows which grade is on which floor, where the faculty and staff offices are, where the cafeteria is, where the toilets are, etc., just like he was treated in his own school. "Aren't you going to run away?" Busujima asked, frowning. "The most taboo thing now is to run around aimlessly. It's better to find a place with food and water and hold on to it before thinking about the next step." After saying that, he glanced at them to the right. "If you still want to listen, I'll tell you on the way. If you don't want to listen, just do your own thing." After saying that, without waiting for them to react, he just walked away right away, and all the zombies were torn apart by their heads wherever he passed. Busujima's eyes looked a little dazed, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. Was this junior becoming more and more skilled in killing these moving corpses? It is obvious that the person on the right has no intention of looking for the player who asked for help, and of course there is no question of doing the escort mission. Youfang, who has completely turned the campus romance game into an action death game, has only one purpose in coming here, and that is to improve his combat effectiveness. There is no way. The opening has a huge impact on the players. It is impossible to make the right side think like Ito Makoto, and vice versa. It’s okay to talk about love, but for the right side, the basis of talking about love depends entirely on the level of one’s own fighting power. Things obtained solely by blood and memory fragments are obviously unreliable, and You Fang cannot guarantee that all the enemies he will encounter in the future are non-humans, so many ideas need to be maintained through a lot of practice. An area experiencing a biochemical apocalypse, where laws and morals no longer exist, social order has collapsed, and zombies are everywhere is the best place to train. In addition, theoretically speaking, this is also the best place to obtain supplies without spending money. Of course, for many people, they might risk their lives to buy it, but for an old ASS like the one on the right, it is not difficult to survive here. As for the plot events and stuff, we’ll talk about it when we have a chance. The right side released the player who was asking for help without hesitation. When I heard several hurried footsteps behind me, I knew that they must have followed me. Whether they were just following blindly or thought that what I said made sense was unknown. With his back facing them in a blind spot, his right hand pressed on the Book of Origin on his chest. The pocket-sized book instantly returned to a size big enough to kill someone. The pages flipped quickly and automatically without any wind, and then stopped at the page with the words "Black Wing". When Youfang felt something flowing from his body into the book, half of his red heart was deducted. A small mass of black mud-like substance emerged from the Book of Origin and soon transformed into a pitch-black crow with blue eyes. [Blackwing Crow: A low-level black beast with high intelligence. It can accept all the commands of the summoner. It has three inherent skills: "Shared Vision", "Telepathic Voice Transmission" and "Sacrificial Strike". It is fragile and can be killed easily. The duration is unlimited.] "Search all floors, record the locations of survivors and players, and keep your distance." In response to the whispered command from the right, the crow's little head nodded in a humane way, and then flew out like an arrow.
No one at the scene could notice the little movement on the right side. Considering there were only four living people on the right side, the team was actually not bloated. With the right side leading the way and the potential killer guarding, as long as they didn't commit suicide and just followed the team honestly, nothing would happen. Apart from chopping zombies, Busujima Saeko's gaze basically stayed on the right, and the curiosity in her eyes became more and more intense. The man on the right who used to chop people with great force began to become more delicate and skillful. He also knew how to use the least amount of force to push away the zombies and then chop off their heads. His efficiency became higher and higher, so much so that the people behind him could hardly keep up with his speed in clearing monsters. As expected, practice reveals the truth, and Youfang felt more and more that he had come to the right place. If there weren't outsiders here, he would have been crawling across the ceiling of the corridor like a spider. After all, dodging was originally a special step that was designed to facilitate assassinations in a narrow room.
