Inuyasha: My job stats have no limits.

Bai Lan ignored the wailing of the defeated dog and leisurely walked forward.

"—Miyamoto Rei, this is a trial. I believe it is a trial to overcome the past. Only by overcoming that naive past can a person grow."

Chapter 23 A Weak Person, Unsuited to an Era of Tremendous Change

Bai Lan had no interest in winning a verbal battle.

They wouldn't care whether the plot was changed because of them.

His purpose in coming here was simple: to become stronger and to satisfy his cravings.

They have no interest in talking to the weak; indulging in verbal battles only makes them unhappy.

Therefore,

Bai Lan believes in the law of the jungle!

This is the survival rule in the world of "Inuyasha": the weak are weak, and no matter how sharp the words, they cannot change the nature of their weakness.

No human general cared whether this half-demon had killed anyone; he only cared about adding another merit to his record. Just like a pure-blooded demon only cares about whether he is full and treats the half-demon as a piece of bread.

This is the essence of weakness!

Whether in the past or present, Bai Lan's only support is herself, and can only be herself.

After he stood up, the entire school bus fell into a deathly silence; no one dared to shout any further.

The people in front of them were very familiar to them...

The memories of the staff room are still vivid. I don't know how many people were beaten by this guy and cried like women.

This guy isn't like Saeko Busujima; if you yell at him, he really will take action.

First, I'll slap you in the mouth to stop you from begging for mercy, then I'll break your legs to prevent you from escaping, and finally, I'll hit you on the head to stop you from thinking!

This is not a joke; it's a fact that happened to them.

The atmosphere on the school bus was eerily quiet; even Koichi Fujito kept his mouth shut, sensing something was amiss.

"Miyamoto-kun, a deal is a deal. Do you remember what I said to you on the rooftop before the zombie outbreak?"

Miyamoto Rei asked blankly, "What did you say?"

"If you're not satisfied, I'll beat him up for you after school. But it seems like just beating him up won't make you feel better right now."

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Koichi's face immediately darkened. Those who believe in muscle are the most difficult to deal with. These people don't care about logic or reason; they only care about their own desires.

He could only look at Komuro Takashi with pleading eyes.

Komuro Takashi gritted his teeth, thinking to himself that he and Nagai Go hadn't won before, and now he was the only one left, injured and almost exhausted. How could he possibly win?

"Gaocheng?"

He subconsciously called out to Saya Takagi, who had been watching indifferently from not far away.

"Don't call me!" Saya Takagi crossed her arms and turned to look to the side: "I'm just the lowest-ranking member of the team, I have no say in anything."

"Besides, the captain has saved me several times and still doesn't want to get rid of a burden like me. If I speak up for you now, wouldn't I be too pathetic?"

Having experienced the betrayal before, Takagi Saya harbors extreme hatred for such acts, and Fujito Koichi has done the same thing countless times, so how could he possibly offer any help?

Furthermore, Bai Lan's actions this time were not for her own sake, but for Miyamoto Rei's, so she had no right to speak.

"What a weakling!"

Bai Lan, carrying a white oak sword, scanned Komuro Takashi and the people behind him, and finally glanced at Miyamoto Rei.

“You are weak people, not adapted to this era of great change, but this is the reality, whether you can accept it or not.”

Similarly, no one can be relied upon for a lifetime, especially in today's world.

As soon as he finished speaking,

Bai Lan moved swiftly, and in less than a second, she had already swooped down past Komuro Takashi's figure, holding wooden swords in both hands, aiming at Fujito Koichi's arm, and then piercing through it!

puff!

Flowers of blood bloomed in mid-air.

Warm blood splattered onto the face of the person behind him, and a cry of alarm rang out.

Hearing the exclamation behind him, Koichi Fujito realized that his arm had been pierced.

The team, which had been reunited because of hope of rescue, was now showing signs of collapse again under Bai Lan's attack.

The demon before them did not cease its attack; it merely looked down at them with a slight smile.

"so,"

"Have you finished urinating? Have you prayed to God? Are you ready for me to take your life?"

"No...no, I'm not mentally prepared. Let me off the bus, I want to get off!"

Hiroshi Zifang crossed his arms with a contorted expression.

But when he saw Bai Lan flick the blood off her wooden sword and walk towards him again, his distorted expression turned into fear.

"No...don't come any closer...don't come near me!"

Snapped!

With a horizontal slash of the wooden sword, Zifeng Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, several teeth flew out, and his entire face swelled up like a pig's head.

"It's really noisy!"

"Wait, wait... I was wrong, I know I was wrong, so please let me go. I won't bother you again..."

Koichi Fujito spoke with difficulty, but was interrupted by Shirai before he could finish.

"Unfortunately, you don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

Bai Lan pierced through Zifeng Haoyi's intact arm once again, and then his legs. Watching him writhe on the ground like a maggot, wailing incessantly, a bright smile appeared on her face.

"You adapt quickly, but it seems you haven't yet learned to accept all the evolutionary eliminations and respect all the winners."

As he finished speaking, he suddenly threw the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword, made of some unknown material, pierced through Fujiwara Koichi's back, along with his beating heart.

Blood flowed from the wound, and those terrified eyes became lifeless...

Everyone stared blankly at the scene before them. Komuro Takashi's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to fight Bai Lan to the death, but his self-preservation instinct screamed, forcibly stopping his impulse.

Finally, he looked at Bai Lan, then at Miyamoto Rei, as if he had found an outlet for his emotions, and said through gritted teeth.

"Miyamoto Rei, is this what you wanted to see? Watch him kill? I didn't know you became this kind of person?"

My senior... killed Fujiwara Koichi for my sake? Miyamoto Rei was still reeling from this shock and couldn't come to her senses for a long time.

Upon hearing Komuro Takashi's question, she looked at him and felt as if something on his face had shattered. The familiar feeling grew increasingly distant, turning into a cold unfamiliarity.

She said softly.

What kind of person have I become?

"I'd like to ask you, Komuro Takashi, what kind of person have you become? You keep saying you'll protect me, but after what Fujito Koichi did, your so-called protection is just making me bow my head and admit my mistakes?"

"So many people have died because of him, including Hao. I finally mustered up the courage to kill him, and I'm even willing to become a sinner. But you keep stopping me!"

Rei Miyamoto's voice grew colder, her face filled with disgust: "Now that you're willing to save me, senpai, you step forward again, all high-sounding and righteous?"

Just how disgusting do you want to be?

"you!"

Komuro Takashi's face turned bright red. The emotions he had been suppressing since the zombie outbreak caused the string of 'reason' to snap.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Miyamoto Rei.

"Yeah, I knew it would be like this again. Once I touch your sore spot, you can't help but hit people."

"You're only thinking about yourself!"

Rei Miyamoto did not back down; she simply raised her long neck and looked stubbornly at Takashi Komuro.

However, before her palm could even touch Miyamoto Rei, it was grabbed by a large hand coming from the side.

Rei Miyamoto knew who it was without even looking, and she looked at the person behind her with delight.

"senior!"

Chapter 24 The sidewalk isn't very wide?

Takashi Komuro may seem very strong to ordinary people.

It's enough to easily kill several undead, and even lead a team out of a horde of undead.

But in Bai Lan's eyes, well, he was nothing more than a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

Not worth mentioning.

Grasp the other person's wrist, then twist it, and with a 'snap', the right hand hangs limply down.

Without giving Komuro Takashi a chance to scream, Shirai used a little force to smash him away.

"Splash~"

The school bus window was smashed by Takashi Komuro's figure, and he immediately fell into the horde of zombies.

Besides him, a whole bunch of other people were crying and being thrown down like trash.

After cleaning up the trash, Bai Lan leisurely stretched.

He didn't even glance at that group of people; they weren't even worth killing.

The group led by Takashi Komuro were the kind of people who would still drool over him even after he was saved.

"The farce is finally over!"

"Thank you so much, senior!"

Rei Miyamoto, standing to the side, showed no regret for the past, only a satisfied expression.

She bowed and thanked him, holding the half-broken wooden gun.

The sincerity is absolutely sufficient.