Just one glance downwards reveals a vast expanse of fair, smooth skin, with even the Northern Hemisphere clearly visible.

"I will adapt to the environment as soon as possible and overcome my past immaturity!"

"No rush, take your time." Bai Lan sat back down in her chair and said bluntly, "But is it alright if I teach these people a lesson in my own way?"

"How could that be! I'm not some stupid idiot or scumbag who can't tell the difference!"

Rei Miyamoto's face flushed red instantly, and she clenched her fists: "I know how my senior has treated me! And why should I blame my senior for that disgusting guy!"

Only Saeko Busujima stood to the side, watching this scene in a daze.

So that's how it is. This is the pity of the strong for the weak. Ah Bai regarded him as a 'strong person' and believed that he was capable of handling the world, so he did not need any extra pity.

"Are you ready? I'm about to start!"

During this period, Shizuka Marikawa had become familiar with the school bus and was enthusiastically fiddling with the steering wheel, like a race car driver.

After receiving Bai Lan's reply, she cheered with joy, stepped on the gas, and the school bus roared and shot off.

However, they encountered trouble as soon as they left the school gate.

The streets were filled with parked cars, and in addition, wandering corpses completely blocked the streets.

One or two wouldn't be a problem; you could just run them over. But with such a huge number, unless it's specially designed, a school bus could easily run into trouble.

"Ugh, it's a nightmare, just like rush hour."

Shizuka Marikawa uttered a resentful sound; her dream of becoming a race car driver had ended before it even began.

"Keep driving."

"Even so, driving recklessly under these conditions could easily lead to problems, and it might even cause a rollover!"

"Idiot, who gave you permission to drive on the street? Isn't the sidewalk spacious enough? Drive! Full speed ahead!"

"Follow your orders~"

Shizuka Marikawa hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about the current state of affairs, she immediately changed her mind and chuckled.

That was so exciting!

She jerked the steering wheel, and the school bus roared onto the sidewalk, running directly over the sparse corpses blocking the way.

Where are we going now?

Takagi Saya asked.

"Destination: A Chinese restaurant!"

Shizuka Marikawa spoke with great energy, and every time a zombie was smashed to pieces, she couldn't help but cheer excitedly.

"Yay! Doomsday Ship, charge!"

"Are you an idiot?" Saeko Busujima said helplessly, "Stop thinking about your Chinese restaurant and come to my house first. At least give Shiro a handy weapon."

That's what I said, but I still ended up at the Chinese restaurant because it was the only way I could get there.

However, compared to the bustling shops in the morning, the place was now dilapidated, with blood-stained vegetables scattered all over the ground and tables and chairs strewn about.

No matter how you look at it, there are no living people left here, and the boss is nowhere to be found.

Is their fate unknown?

That means he's dead!

Bai Lan wasn't surprised, but sighed, "What a pity, I arrived a step too late. The boss is a very nice person."

It is quite difficult for an honest and law-abiding person to survive in such a world.

Unless they possess a certain level of martial prowess.

.....

.....

As darkness fell, the school bus safely arrived at the Poison Island Gym.

There were too many obstacles on the road, and the school bus was running out of fuel. They also had to collect a lot of supplies, which made Bai Lan and her group move very slowly.

I barely made it home before it got dark.

Bai Lan and Saeko Busujima got off the bus first, cautiously scanning their surroundings. The Busujima Gym is located in the center of Tokoname City, where there is a lot of foot traffic.

Sure enough, as soon as the two got out of the car, a corpse appeared.

"Back off, Saeko."

After Saeko Busujima withdrew, Shirai, wielding a white oak sword, swept across the three zombies that rushed towards her, sending them flying, before finishing them off.

[Slay the victim, Swordsman class experience +2]

[Slay the victim, Swordsman class experience +2]

[Slay the victim, Swordsman class experience +2]

...

[Class: Swordsman]

[Level: 3/5 (0/150)]

The swordsman class has achieved another breakthrough... This is the result of today's entire day.

Bai Lan was very satisfied with this. Today, the growth rate of the [Swordsman] class was much faster than that of the [Survivor] class, which was AFK.

"Hmph hmph hmph~"

In a great mood, I had a big appetite.

"Saeko, when will dinner be served?"

"Please don't rush, Ah Bai. Let's wait until we've transported the supplies before we go and scout out the current situation at the dojo. We can start eating once everything is settled."

Saeko Busujima took the wooden sword handed to her by Shirai and, like the former, stood guard beside the school bus, keeping a watchful eye on her surroundings.

At the same time, she added, "Ame no Habakiri, this is a precious collection that my father possessed. Although it is not the sword from mythology that slew the great serpent, its sharpness is by no means inferior to any other weapon."

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

After Miyamoto Reiya came down and formed a guard with Busujima Saeko, Bai Lan left, heading to Busujima Saeko's bedroom.

To be honest, a wooden sword is unusable unless it is specially made; it will break in two with the slightest force and is also unable to bear demonic power.

Like the wooden sword he had picked up earlier, it shattered immediately after he unleashed the Soul-Scattering Draw Slash, fearing that he would have to endure a second Draw Slash.

I hope the blade named 'Ame no Habakiri' will not disappoint me.

As Bai Lan had suspected, the Poison Island Gym was a maze of interconnected pathways, and after the outbreak of zombies, countless zombies had gotten lost and wandered in.

They had only taken a few steps when a figure pounced from the shadows. Most people would not have had time to dodge, and at the very least, they would have been bitten in their panic.

However, Bai Lan simply sidestepped and easily dodged the attack.

"Hmm... if it's just a minor bite, my half-demon body should be able to kill the so-called virus..."

However, Bai Lan had no intention of trying it.

The risk factor is too high, and even if it succeeds, it will most likely result in a low-level profession like a "zombie" or a "dead body".

This profession is probably even worse than the "Swordsman" profession.

Have time to try this kind of thing.

It's better to look forward to the sharp blade that's about to be in your hands.

——Tianyu Yuzhan!

Chapter 25 The Sword of the Gods, Tian Yu Yu Slash

Ame no Habakiri is one of the three swords of the Age of Gods in Japanese mythology.

Also known as the "Heavenly Ten-Fist Sword" or the "Heavenly Tail Feather Blade," it is regarded as the progenitor of the swords of the gods.

Alongside the Kusanagi Sword and the Futsu-no-Mitama, the "Habane" in its name symbolizes the divinity of slaying the great serpent.

This sword is also an extremely representative blade in the Age of Gods.

Gently push open the door, and the room's layout is immediately apparent—clean, tidy, and without excessive decoration, perfectly reflecting Saeko Busujima's personality.

There were books about swordsmanship on the table, and a sharp blade hung above the headboard; it was obvious what that blade was.

The Ame no Habakiri is about ten hands long, nearly half the length of a regular katana. The pommel, gimbal, and pommel are all made of dark gold metal. The entire body is straight and without any ornate carvings, giving it a very solemn appearance.

Bai Lan took down the Heavenly Feather Blade and drew the sword from its sheath.

In an instant, brilliance burst forth.

With just a light dance, a sudden whooshing sound rang out, as if the air itself had been sliced ​​open.

Bai Lan's eyes lit up. He looked at the sword horizontally, and the bright blade reflected his golden eyes.

"What a fine sword! What a fine sword!"

Even Bai Lan had to admit that this sword was the happiest thing today, even more so than eating.

However, judging from its color, this sword has never been saturated with blood.

"I hope the blood from the dead will satisfy you later."

After putting away the Heavenly Feather Blade, Bai Lan walked straight out of the bedroom, having no intention of lingering there.

However, as soon as they arrived at the stairs, they saw Saya Takagi struggling to carry supplies upstairs.

Because of her petite stature and the heavy burden she was already carrying, she found it extremely difficult to move the supplies. After only two or three moves, her forehead was covered in sweat and her breathing became disordered.

I estimate that this young lady will reach her limit after a few more visits.

“The first floor won’t work… The area is too large, we can’t clear out the zombies, and there’s always the risk of being attacked. So we’ve discussed it and decided to rest on the second floor for now, and find a new base tomorrow.”

Upon seeing Bai Lan appear on the second floor, Takagi Saya breathlessly offered an explanation.

"Senior Busujima is still cleaning up the corpses, Miyamoto is watching over me, and School Nurse Marikawa is checking the supplies..."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Bai Lan nodded, showing no intention of stepping forward to help.

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