Chapter 235
Chapter 235
Countless tiny beetles instantly flooded the entire corridor.
The group that had just pushed open the dorm room door slammed it shut again within a single second.
Selfish people always believe their selfishness is beyond reproach. (Nicholas Gorky Zhao Si)
What had they done wrong? They just wanted to live!
No. 30 watched the dense swarm of tiny insects surge toward him, and goose bumps instantly rose all over his body.
“Blood Rainbow Ghost Slash! Nether Buddha Slash! Hell Demon Blast! Great Might Heavenly Dragon! Prajna Paramita!”
For two whole minutes, No. 30 didn’t stop for even a moment.
Then his sword finally produced nothing more than an utterly ordinary slash, and terror filled his face.
Holy crap! Were there any sword attacks left that he could call out?
But before No. 30 could come up with a suitable name for another move, the swarm engulfed him.
Cause of death: ran out of words!
Although No. 30 had killed a huge number of insects before his death, it was still just a drop in the bucket.
The tiny bugs caught the scent of fresh flesh and crawled straight through the gap beneath the dorm room door.
No. 49, the teenager hiding in the corner, reacted swiftly. He snatched up the longsword from the floor and stepped in front of the others.
“Justice will always triumph over evil! Behold-Myriad Swords Pierce the Heart!”
It had to be said, after watching for so long, the Chuunibyou had indeed figured out the longsword’s true activation method.
He thrust the longsword forward with all his strength.
Countless finger-sized blades appeared, densely packed across the air.
“Slash!”
At the teenager’s command, the tiny blades shot toward the swarm.
In a single instant, the rampaging insects were reduced to ash.
The Chuunibyou stared at the dimming longsword, then immediately bolted upstairs.
Holy crap! Could someone explain why this thing could run out of battery?!
The red light on the longsword flickered, repeatedly crawling from the hilt toward the tip.
Clearly, the weapon was replenishing its power through something akin to wireless charging.
Having lost his power, the Chuunibyou hid inside a storeroom and carefully lay low.
In his own words, true heroes always remained anonymous.
Meanwhile, back at the classroom building, inside a classroom on the third floor…
No. 7, whom Kong Hanchi had infected with a parasite at the very beginning, suddenly sensed something amiss.
Why did their hand suddenly feel like it wasn’t listening to them?
After hesitating for a moment, No. 7 dismissed it as an illusion.
Just as No. 7 was about to pick up the lesson plan from the desk, their right hand suddenly grabbed the nearby chalkboard eraser and hurled it away.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Talk! Are you the Mole? Were you trying to ambush me?”
The other two people in the classroom flanked No. 7 from both sides, trapping them in the middle.
Their eyes were filled with wariness.
No. 7 looked ready to cry. “I really don’t know what’s happening! My right hand won’t listen to me!”
“Huh?”
The two of them fixed their gazes on No. 7’s right hand. Blue-purple veins bulged clearly beneath the skin.
Most unbelievably, the entire hand seemed to have turned into a heart, throbbing over and over.
Before any of them could say another word, No. 7’s entire right arm exploded.
A carnivorous flower made entirely of flesh appeared before them.
The instant it emerged, the flower opened its jaws and swallowed No. 7’s head whole.
Blood erupted everywhere.
“Run!”
The other two had no time to think. They hurriedly tried to flee the classroom.
Unfortunately, the sight of Kong Hanchi blocking the doorway shattered their last hope.
“Rest in peace!”
“Bleep you, you bleeping bleep!”
The scene inside the classroom was even more horrific than expected. After devouring No. 7’s head, the man-eating flower no longer seemed hungry.
Tentacles extended from No. 7’s corpse, hoisting the other two people into the air.
The tips of the tentacles were lined with teeth. They bit straight through the victims’ arteries and began sucking furiously.
Kong Hanchi waited until the classroom had fallen silent before pushing open the door and walking in.
As a Human Traitor, not only was he spared from the man-eating flower’s attacks, but the flower even split off a tentacle and grafted it onto his palm.
Kong Hanchi tested its power. A casual swing was enough to smash a desk to pieces.
Most importantly, despite being so thick and long, it could retract completely.
That made it much easier for Kong Hanchi to keep it hidden.
Meanwhile, nearly all the remaining contestants had gathered in the gymnasium.
No. 99 looked at the basketball court, the most open area in the gym, and quietly locked the doors tight.
Symbols surfaced one after another along No. 99’s arm. Then No. 99 pressed a single hand to the floor.
The entire basketball court immediately began to quake.
A creature resembling an earthworm burrowed out from below.
Except this earthworm was over eight meters long, and the slime coating its body gave off plumes of green smoke.
“Holy shit! What the hell is that thing?!”
“Which bastard locked the doors?”
“Holy fucking shit, help!”
Chaos erupted in an instant!
There was always someone willing to step forward in a crisis. No. 11 emerged from the crowd.
No. 11 also possessed a Divine Class: Spirit Summoner!
No. 11 pressed both palms to the floor as black mist poured from their entire body.
Following a faint sigh, a seductive woman appeared before everyone.
Nine white tails swayed in the wind behind her.
Nine-Tailed Fox Tamamo-no-Mae!
The Fox Yokai flicked her tails, a smile playing at the corners of her lips as she walked barefoot toward the giant earthworm.
In the blink of an eye, her right hand transformed into a fox’s claw. A blinding white light flashed.
The earthworm was instantly severed in two. The Fox Yokai shook off her claw in disgust, then frowned at the two halves still writhing on the floor.
Red light flashed along one of her tails, and flames instantly engulfed the worm’s remains.
Within seconds, the threat had been reduced to drifting ash.
No. 99, who had summoned the earthworm, froze on the spot.
How the hell was anyone supposed to compete with that?!
They were both summoners, so why the fuck did No. 11 get to cheat?!
In truth, all summoning-based classes in Insect Academy came with a certain degree of unpredictability.
Take the Spirit Swordsman, for example. They might summon the Demon Blade Muramasa, or they might end up with an ordinary kitchen knife.
No. 11 might have summoned the Fox Yokai this time, but next time, they could just as easily summon a Zashiki-warashi.
You know, that little kid who could do nothing but shake a bell.
In short, it all came down to two words: dumb luck!
If the RNG gods favored you, you could do whatever the hell you wanted!
The Fox Yokai looked at the stunned No. 99, wrapped a tail around them, and delivered them straight to No. 11.
Then she gently tapped No. 11 with one finger before vanishing on the spot.
The group that had narrowly avoided being wiped out turned to No. 99 with sinister smiles.
“Don’t! Don’t come any closer!”
“Fuck! No, don’t touch me there!”
“If you’re going to kill me, then kill me! Why the fuck are you pinching my ass?”
“Motherfucker, stop twisting that! I’m not a damn woman!”