Stray Chapter 101: Xia Ran’s perfect math classroom
Seeing that the seven or eight tentacles have a clear division of labor, a tentacle also appeared directly above his head.
The bone blade at the end is sharp and cold, and it is still reflecting the icy luster and killing intent, slowly approaching the center of his vision blurred by tears, as if to pierce his eyebrows— —
This group of thugs, who were screaming because of fear and pain, suddenly collapsed completely. Various voices of begging, crying, shirk responsibility, mad cursing, etc., poured out of tears and snot. Out, it looked extremely chaotic and embarrassed.
And it's completely incompatible with the red-eyed tyranny of the past, the tyranny who wanted to kill with violence.
"How much is 1000-7?" Xia Ran frowned and asked again.
But one thing is obvious is that at this time, the thugs who are suffering from fear and pain because their palms are cut off, and are also being stimulated by the threat of death, there is no way they can do one. Math question.
No matter how simple this math problem is, their barren brains are now full of fear and confusion. Do the math.
Or rather, they didn't even hear the question clearly, and didn't understand what the consequences would be if they couldn't answer it.
The howling wind sounds!
Seven or eight tentacles fell at the same time, and the sharp bone blades pierced the heads of every thug, making their clamoring stop abruptly!
Everyone's eyes were subconsciously widened to the maximum, full of fear and disbelief, unable to believe that they died like this, worthless, and it was too late to realize any great ambitions and lofty ideals.
It shouldn't be like this! It can't be like this!
Why would they be the ones who died? Shouldn't they be the ones who killed the enemy so easily? Why is this all reversed?
As if he had just killed the thug named Hamasaki, seven or eight information prompts sounded in Xia Ran's consciousness almost at the same time.
——No matter whether it is rescue or destruction, as long as the action that changes the original fate trajectory will be rewarded.
Next, do you want to pick a few wicked ones to slay the chickens and show the monkeys, or kill them all?
Xia Ran glanced at her increased points, then turned her head slowly, looked in the direction of the gate, and stared at the group of people over there, to be precise, at the remaining thugs.
However, at such a time, the group of students couldn't tell the difference.
They just saw that after the monster ruthlessly and simply killed the seven or eight thugs, the snake-like tentacles retracted, and then slowly turned their heads to look in their direction.
In an instant, my mind went blank.
"How much is 1000-7?"
A cold voice sounded, and the monster indifferently asked such a question that seemed to have been repeated several times just now.
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No one can answer such a question.
Just like those students, the rest of the thugs just felt stiff and unable to move, and their minds were even more muddy, and they didn't know what they were thinking instinctively.
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Same time.
At the end of the street outside the large department store, a group of people are running in this direction with a clear goal.
And it seems that half of them are pretty good at it. They can swing their weapons while running, hit the zombies in front of them with headshots, or use the modified nails. The gun hits the head with one shot to complete the kill.
The remaining half of the people are closely behind the people who open the way in front. Even if it is not the position of the combat unit, try to keep up with the team and not be left behind too much... They even have room to talk .
But this is probably because the streets are empty, and there are not many dead zombies wandering around.
From this side to the other, you can count the sparse zombies at a glance. To put it an exaggeration, it is really a person in a wheelchair who can walk away from them with snakeskin. Rush over.
However, to be on the safe side, Toshishima Yako and the others still chose to clean up as much as possible, lest the non-combatants behind them encounter accidents.
After all, it's really hard to make people feel at ease. Saya Gaocheng has no close combat ability, Shizuka Juchuan is naturally too much, and Ciri Alice, who was rescued by them last night, is still a primary school student.
In addition, there is a dog...
They all add up, and they may not be able to deal with a dead zombie head-on, so try to choose a more secure way. Anyway, the number of zombies is not many, and a few more weapons will be used.
"This area has been cleaned up before, so the number of zombies is very rare. Do you remember that commercial plaza... So we just need to pass quickly and don't make too much noise."
Miyamoto Rei said so out of breath, her face was gloomy and she seemed very disgusting.
The same goes for everyone else, thankfully they hadn't had breakfast this morning, otherwise, that plaza area would have been enough for them to vomit up their overnight meals...because it's so disgusting.
They have regretted their decision to take a look there in order to investigate intelligence. Although from an objective point of view, this is really a good thing for the remaining human survivors, but it can't be changed. Its demented nature.
"That's what I said, but you heard the voice just now... it came from the mall." Saya Gaocheng tightened his face, "We are not the only survivors."
"Maybe it was another organized team who carried out the big cleanup last night?" Komuro Takao tried to think in a positive direction, "Their goal is that large department store? We're in trouble, we have to hurry up..."
In fact, they searched this area this morning and found that the number of dead zombies was extremely rare, and they were keenly aware that someone was consciously cleaning this area.
Then, Gaocheng Saya found a large department store with abundant supplies nearby, and deduced that the target of the unknown team should be there, and their most sensible choice was to go there——
After all, no one is able to fast, eat and drink dew, and neither eat nor drink. In a short period of time, they don't need to consider the issue of food and drinking water. They can find some in the convenience store on the street or in a random house.
But these scattered resources are not comparable to centralized material warehouses at all. If they want to think about the long-term, they must prepare in advance... No matter what, they have to go and see first, maybe There will be opportunities.
"You think too well... Don't forget what happened last night. Human madness and malice are definitely not inferior to those things!"
However, Takajo Saya unceremoniously refuted Komuro's innocence.
"Anyway, don't let your guard down. Not everyone has good intentions. An unknown team may be a more terrifying threat than zombies to others."
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Takao Komuro's expression suddenly became ugly, but there was no way to deny it, because Takagi Saya was right.
Last night, because of a misjudgment, they did not successfully cross the river and embrace a safe tomorrow, but had to abandon the car and flee due to the impact of the corpse.
Many people died in the mouths of zombies, many people died under the weapons of their companions, many people fell into the river in the chaos and drowned... There are only ten people who survived. They are a group of people. is also like this.
Apart from them, almost all the students in the car were dead, and maybe some were alive, but they were separated from them and could not escape together.
The school bus was breached first because a group of red-eyed people wanted to seize this relatively safe mobile fortress. Before the dead zombies swept over, they violently smashed the door of the bus, causing a conflict, and on the spot the deaths of two students.
After that, the little girl who joined the team, Ciri Alice's father, also died under the so-called human nature. They only had time to save the little girl... In the face of disaster, the moral, legal and other order completely collapsed , the madness and malice of human beings are more terrifying and terrifying than the appetite instinct of dead zombies.
"Okay, here we are... Anyway, let's take a look first."
Yako Poison Island said, clenching the white oak wooden knife in her hand, and her face also had an obvious tired look.
Everyone looked up and found that the gate of the large department store was opposite the intersection, and faint screams came from it, attracting the attention of the few zombies around.
It's fine anyway, there's supposed to be a human-monster battle going on inside, and it's pretty bad.
This is the issue that should be taken seriously right now.
The Poison Island Yako glanced at the people behind her, and then these fighters rushed forward, and the rest followed.
Then——
Everyone was stunned at the gate, because what was happening inside the mall was not the life-and-death fight between people and zombies in the imagination, but it was more tragic, weird, and terrifying.
The floor is full of flesh and blood...
A corpse is scattered all over the place...
Not far in front of them, there were seven or eight relatively complete corpses lying on the ground, their eyes widened in disbelief, one of their palms was cut off, and a large hole appeared in the center of their foreheads...
The pool of blood under the body has not yet solidified, the color is bright, it seems to have just died...
——"How much is 972-7?"
Indifferent voices sounded, attracting their attention.
In the center of the hall surrounded by a pile of corpses, there is a humanoid monster surrounded by several huge venomous snake-like tentacles, leaning over and asking about a man struggling in a pool of blood. , wailing **** man.
Probably because there was only time to mourn but did not answer the question, a tentacle flashed suddenly, the bone blade slashed through the air, and pierced the **!
"Ah, ah, ah. - !!" The tragic voice is even more fierce.
"How much is 972-7?" the voice repeated again, no waves, no pity, no sympathy.
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Dushima Yako and his group stood at the door, staring blankly at this strange, terrifying, incomprehensible scene, only to feel that their bodies completely froze, and an unusually terrifying feeling drowned them like a tide.