Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

Although the imitator's core stores limited elements, it was personally refined by Jiang Mian, making its power unmatched by anyone else.

The first one is not a "Catastrophe" path; in terms of both operation and strength, it can only be considered a clumsy imitator.

She speculated that since he chose to directly devour Number Two instead of controlling the battle, there must be some kind of limitation, so he simply used it as nourishment to amplify himself.

What a pity. If I had known that Number Two would die, I would have let her finish him off first.

But since everything's gone, taking down this number one in front of us is about the same.

Although Number One was being suppressed, he had not completely lost his ability to move.

A shadow spread out beneath his feet, and he tried to sink his body into it.

"Does it have more than one ability?"

With a thought, Jiang Mian instantly changed the direction of the scorching wind pressure, tightening it like shackles and trapping him in place.

It's neither here nor there, just like a rotten flower stuck directly in the ground.

The main body of this thing is clearly a calamity of the [chaos] path, and it is generally afraid of heat and light.

Even if it is a derivative of some unknown entity, it still has this characteristic, not to mention that Jiang Mian's flames are already quite powerful.

Exposed to the scorching heat, the originally bright petals of No. 1 quickly turned dark red, with charred edges and the stamens in the center curling slightly.

Not long after they made contact, Number One immediately closed up its petals, resembling a giant flower bud.

Jiang Mian then noticed the several human faces hidden beneath the petals.

Aside from number two, I haven't seen the other two; I guess they are number one and another patient with the same condition.

"I see……"

Jiang Mian understood; these were all the members of the Number One Fusion team, and their abilities were likely limited to the few that had just been demonstrated.

Then there's no need to look anymore, just launch a full-scale attack.

Number One seemed to sense something, its body twisting wildly, a heavy, resonant sound emanating from its closed bud, as it attempted a final struggle.

However, Jiang Mian's fire came even faster.

With her control, a wisp of orange-gold light lit up in the dimly lit corridor and quietly attached itself to Number One's body.

However, his body suddenly swelled up.

Jiang Mian reacted quickly, instantly mobilizing water elements to form a transparent water shield in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Splat!"

It exploded again.

However, this time it's Number One's body.

Dark red flesh, still wreathed in flames, was scattered throughout the corridor, and even the water shield in front of her was covered with clumps of scarlet substance.

"How disgusting..."

She disliked sticky things to begin with, and even through a screen, she still felt a strong sense of unease.

This one actually detonated the part that was contaminated with flames?!

His remaining half-body, propelled by the recoil of the explosion, sprinted toward the stairwell in an utterly absurd manner.

This thing... just like that lump of inhibitor from last time, it even knows how to run away?

That's true. Since it's just disordered flesh and blood, it doesn't have anything like a brain.

It's unclear whether the main body is remotely controlling it, or if it's acting on its own instincts.

Jiang Mian's eyes narrowed as he activated the core within his clone.

An invisible wave swept across the surroundings, adding fuel to the fire of the scattered debris in the corridor.

This core cannot directly use [Incineration], as that is her exclusive skill. However, since the fire has already started, she can control it.

These things were clearly excellent fuel, and in an instant, the corridor became a churning golden sea of ​​fire.

Jiang Mian ignored the things and let them burn, then slowly walked in the direction that Number One had escaped.

That thing seemed to still be able to use its previous shadow abilities, running incredibly fast.

You've already been marked, and you still want to escape?

From within the fleeing shadows, a familiar orange-gold color appeared.

The shadow twisted violently, clearly unable to withstand the force, and burst out of it.

The scene before them was utterly bizarre; the thing only had its lower half, from the waist down, and the cut surface was a bloody mess, but it was a solid fleshy structure.

What's even more chilling is that at the cross-section, countless granulation tissues are writhing, trying to repair the part that is oozing "blood".

This thing's vitality is truly beyond imagination.

Jiang Mian frowned slightly. The distortion of this [Chaos] path was truly unsettling; just looking at it made his eyes feel unclean.

Now, the calamities along the [Killing] path seem more palatable.

She didn't approach any further, but simply stretched out her right hand, made a clenching motion in the air, and the wind element stored within her body poured out, forming an invisible force field that directly imprisoned her once again.

Then, catalyzed by the "wind," the small flames at the cross-section instantly shot up.

She could even see the monster continuing to struggle and convulse, but thankfully it turned to ashes a few seconds later.

The corridor fell silent again, with only a faint heat and a few wisps of unburnt flame remaining.

At home, Jiang Mian closed his eyes and carefully felt the feedback from this thing.

I wasn't sleepy, since I had just woken up.

Seems pretty good, one is equivalent to two? And they're all high-quality targets?

In other words, have you already collected all the "high-quality targets" required for advancement? Do you only need to accumulate the remaining thirty ordinary targets?

The pressure immediately eased considerably, and she really had to thank the mutual aid society for their generous gift.

Now that we've taken out Number One, Number Two is gone too. Shouldn't we just go and search the Dean's office?

Jiang Mian checked the status of his clone. The "water" stored in the body hadn't been used much, and the "fire" in the core still had 70% remaining.

As for "wind"... a lot of it has been used up, and only a small portion remains.

It's alright; even if I encounter other members of the mutual aid society, I can still fight.

If it's the same equipment you had the first time, based on the amount of energy stored in the Binding Gloves, you can only use "wind" and "fire" related skills two or three times at most.

She controlled her clone and returned to the dean's office, which was in complete disarray.

Where did all that blood and flesh that was everywhere go? Did they all run away? I didn't see any at the door just now.

Jiang Mian looked at the window and opened it a crack, barely the size of a palm.

Forget it, they've probably already gone far away, and it'll be hard to find them anyway.

She looked away and glanced at the open notebook on the number one table.

The paper was wrinkled, as if it had been stained with some liquid and then dried, but strangely, it didn't stick together.

The words "inhibitor" were written repeatedly on it.

Ok?

What does that mean?

Jiang Mian waved her hand gently, and the flowing wind turned the pages to the first page.

The handwriting is somewhat messy, and there are dark stains obscuring it, but if you look closely, you can still make out some content intermittently.

"They always send letters, saying... 'A revolutionary, inexpensive inhibitor.' As the branch leader, I'm the first to test it. If this is true... there's hope."

"A strange dream... a red wasteland, something is calling out to me. Is it a side effect?"

"My body is out of control; my fingers sometimes move on their own... It's even difficult to write. I feel like I've forgotten a lot of things; I only remember that voice saying that we need more 'lambs'."

After this page, the already messy writing seems even more unrestrained, as if the person who wrote it had lost their mind.

"Don't use that inhibitor!"

"Inhibitor!"

"Inhibitors..."

From then on, the pages were filled with countless repetitions of "inhibitor".