Gao Wu: After holding back for eighteen years, my words are divine.

Holy crap!

Guo Shuai looked at the muscular, devilish man who squeezed into the classroom and roared inwardly.

"This is a Chinese language teacher?!"

"That physique...it feels like one slap could pin ten gym teachers to the wall and they wouldn't be able to pry them off!"

and…

"Studying literature can't save humanity, but studying medicine can?"

Guo Shuai's lips twitched.

"Isn't that... the opposite of what you're saying?"

"If that old man heard this, he'd be so angry he'd jump out of his coffin and smash you, you illiterate, with 'The Mad Japanese Man's Chronicle'!"

Just as he was ranting and raving.

On the stage, Fujino Juro's gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on Guo Shuai.

"you!"

Fujino Juro raised the still-dripping pig-slaughtering knife and pointed it at Guo Shuai.

"Get up here!"

"Me...me?"

Guo Shuai pointed to his nose, looking completely bewildered.

"That's right! It's you!"

Fujino Juro grinned, revealing a kind smile with his large, fang-filled mouth.

"Come up here and be a model! I'm going to demonstrate the structure of the human body to the students!"

"..."

Guo Shuai's legs immediately started shaking, as if they were equipped with a small motor.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of genuine anxiety.

In his attempt to grab a seat, he not only overused the blue bar to use "Wind Power Pressure".

Wang Meng even dragged him up the stairs and gave him a "Demon Orb Shattering" performance.

He is now completely drained.

"Oh…"

The Japanese boy sitting in front of Guo Shuai couldn't help but show a gloating expression when he saw this.

His name is Quanxia Wugen (meaning "rootless in the spring").

The blond-haired school bully who was just killed by Guo Shuai was his "prison boss".

Now, only two boys and two girls remain as students in Japan.

Seeing this arrogant Chinese man chosen to die made him happier than if he had won the lottery.

"Die! I hope you get sashimi!" Quanxia Wugen cursed viciously in his heart.

At this moment, Guo Shuai once again turned his pleading gaze to the man in the "back row by the window".

however.

Jiangnan still had the sticky note on her face, her breathing steady, as if she were really asleep.

"Boss...you sleep way too much!"

Guo Shuai was on the verge of tears.

If there were a "Guinness World Record for Unlucky People," he felt he could definitely win the championship, and by a huge margin.

"So slow and hesitant!"

On the podium, Fujino Juro became impatient.

when!

He slammed the butcher knife into the lectern, stepped down from the podium, and reached out to grab Guo Shuai.

"hiss…"

The whole class gasped, holding their breath for Guo Shuai.

And just then...

In the back row, Jiangnan's right hand, resting on his knee, had its thumb silently pushing against his index finger.

The gesture has been completed.

His senses had locked onto Fujino Juro's head.

As long as this monster dares to really kill Guo Shuai...

He would pull the trigger without hesitation and give its head an artistic explosion.

however.

The moment Fujino Juro's large, fan-like hand grabbed Guo Shuai's shoulder.

It suddenly stopped.

Its expression changed from agitation to confusion, then to shock, and finally…

It has become intriguing.

It pinched Guo Shuai's shoulder and then casually touched Guo Shuai's lower back.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Fujino Juro shook his head, his face showing undisguised disgust.

"The Demon Orb is severely damaged...it's irreversible."

"Kidney qi depleted... even weaker than the mummified corpses I've dissected."

It loosened its grip and pushed Guo Shuai back into the chair as if throwing away trash:

"You've become a lone warrior."

"He's a complete waste... This body is utterly useless as an anatomical model! It'll only dirty my scalpel!"

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Jiangnan silently lowered the hand that had been forming the shape of a pistol.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt fortunate that Guo Shuai had survived.

but…

Seeing Guo Shuai's face instantly turn to stone, everyone's lips were curling up in a wild smile, wanting to laugh but not daring to, struggling to hold it in.

"A lone warrior?"

"Even more ethereal than a ghost?"

"I can't believe Guo Shuai is so young... and he's already... "

"This is awful...it's worse than death..."

At this moment.

Guo Shuai slumped in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

For some reason, he suddenly felt like becoming a model.

At least he's dead...

Then no one will know that he became the "Lone Warrior".

it's good now.

The whole class knows.

Even ghosts know.

This is the legendary…

Social death?

"Pfft... Hahahaha!"

The one in front, who had no roots in the spring, couldn't hold it in any longer and covered his mouth, letting out a pig-like squeal:

"Retribution! This is retribution!"

"He killed my jailer, and now he's a eunuch himself! Hahahaha!"

however.

Just when he was laughing the happiest.

A large, powerful hand wrapped around his neck.

You seem to be having a great time smiling.

Fujino Juro's terrifyingly large face loomed close to Izumi Mugen, his eyes gleaming green.

"You seem great! You're healthy and full of energy!"

"You're the one! You'll be my model!"

"Huh?"

The smile of the rootless soul in the underworld did not disappear.

Instead, it shifted to Juro Fujino's face.

"I...I..."

Morishita Mugen looked at the gleaming butcher knife, and tears instantly streamed down his face.

He could only answer with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Ha...hai, teacher."

"Yoshi!"

Fujino Juro nodded in satisfaction and patted his cheek.

"You're very good!"

"If you survive those stabs... I'll consider hiring you as my assistant."

These words were spoken.

Not only the students, but even Lu Shiyan and Yekaterina in the corner couldn't remain calm.

【assistant】?!

Although Wang Meng didn't know what it was, judging from the ghost's solemn tone, it must be something good.

He quietly nudged the crazy woman sitting next to him, Xia Shu, who had already lost her mind.

"Hey, beautiful."

"What does this mean? What's an assistant?"

Natsuki's current mental state can be described as "answering anyone who asks, and responding to every question."

Forget asking her questions, she'd probably do it even if you just asked her to open her mouth and bark like a dog.

She drooled and gave a dazed, incoherent explanation.

"Hehe... assistant... good stuff..."

"On the first day of morning reading... that faceless principal said something..."

"An assistant... is the only way to survive in this bizarre academy..."

"If I can become an assistant... I can get the protection of the teachers and the principal..."

"You have free access to this academy...you enjoy the same rights as the teachers...no local devils dare to harm you..."

"We might even get a map of the Ghost Realm terminal tower..."

"This is the first time we've seen someone qualified to be an assistant...hehe..."

"What?!"

Wang Meng was shocked by the sheer volume of information.

Indeed, the words of a fool are the most effective!

Not only do they say everything, but they also don't beat around the bush!

But what puzzled him was...

"Isn't the terminal signal tower that was activated on the playground, the broken tower?"

"How come there's still one?"

"Judging from what this crazy woman is saying, this is clearly a different one! And from the 'Ghost Realm'..."

"Could it be...?"

A flash of inspiration struck Wang Meng.

"Is that so-called map not a real map?"

"Or rather, all the special locations on this eerie island that possess ghostly realms?!"

This is crucial intelligence!

Just as Wang Meng was in shock.

On the podium, Juro Fujino spoke again.

He grabbed the terrified Morishita Mugen and lifted him onto the podium like a chick, then looked around the class again.

"very good."

"We have models, but it's not enough."

"Next... I need a smart student to assist me in performing the surgery and to hand me the scalpel."

Its eyes scanned the crowd one by one, finally settling on the last row.

"It's you!"

Fujino Juro pointed at the man who had been sleeping the whole time.

"Hey you, the one sleeping with paper on your face! Get up here!!"

……

"Baka!!"

"Get up here! You bunch of idiots!!"

On a mysterious island, deep in a valley on a rainy night, at a hidden camp...

Outside a black tent constructed with special materials.

A team of elementary school students from Sakura Elementary School is lining up for training.

Compared to the previous "Black Dragon Group" that Hoshino and her team were cannon fodder.

These people's equipment may seem unremarkable, but they are actually armed to the teeth.

They were wearing black, tight-fitting combat suits.

This is not ordinary black; it is an talismanic coating made by mixing black dog blood with mithril.

Each person carried two red samurai swords on their back.

The red color on that blade comes from the heart blood of the Ria dragon species in the polar ice fields!

Although it is not a real dragon, its extremely yang and powerful blood is the nemesis of strange creatures!

They are the newly formed team from the Sakura Kingdom: the [Thunder Leopard Team]!

now.

Sergeant Morishita, as the team leader, was pointing at the four superhuman team members who were bowing their heads and admitting their mistakes, and reprimanding them with spittle flying.

"Who gave you permission to split up and hunt down the zombies?!"

"Don't they know that the eerie things here have the power to bewitch people?!"

"If we accidentally die, how will we carry out the top-secret mission Mr. Village Head assigned us?!"

"Private Marseille!!"

Faced with his intimidating presence, the four team members dared only to bow 90 degrees in apology, not daring to utter a sound.

Sergeant Morishita's expression did not improve at all upon seeing this.

"As your older brother, I'm doing this for your own good!"

"If you have any questions, you can ask me, and I will explain them to you gently! But... you shouldn't act alone!"

"We need to act like a team! We need to have the discipline that our Thunder Leopard team should have!"

"Let's start with you! Now, reintroduce yourself! Let's strengthen team cohesion!"

He pointed to the burly man on the far left.

The burly man immediately stood at attention and shouted:

"My name is Hideo Ishida! I'm 36 years old! I'm a single Archmage! My special ability is B-rank [Earth Armor]!"

Although his shout was so loud that it shook the leaves.

But Sergeant Morishita still frowned and rebuked him.

"I can't hear anything at all!!"

"You think you can go up the mountain so quietly?! Speak louder!!"

"Hai!!!"

So Hideo Ishida put all his strength into it this time, his neck veins bulging, and he roared.

"Yosh! Very good! Continue!"

Then, the remaining three followed suit and introduced themselves.

"Rank B ability: Flame Attachment!"

"Class B ability: Blood Manipulation!"

"Class B Superpower: Super Nutritionist!"

Sergeant Morishita nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he straightened his collar and introduced himself with a serious expression.

"I won't say much about my name, you all know it!"

"My special ability is A-rank [Sea King]! I can manipulate water elements at will!"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a water gun made entirely of high-pressure water jets instantly took shape!

"Furthermore, I can merge my body with water, making me immune to physical attacks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from his spot, as if he had merged into the moisture in the air.

The next second, he emerged from a raindrop that had fallen on a leaf.

"Clap clap clap!"

The soldiers applauded, their eyes filled with admiration.

However, Sergeant Morishita was not happy; instead, his expression became serious.

"You should all know that!"

"Mr. Villager assigned us the task of finding the terminal signal tower in this ghostly realm!"

"And just the day before yesterday, we carried out this mission."

"However, due to insufficient intelligence, we lost a valuable A-level superhuman!"

At this point, a trace of sorrow flashed in Sergeant Morishita's eyes:

"And he! He's my twin brother, Sergeant Morishita!"

"He was swallowed up by that gatekeeper demon!"

"That demon possesses the ability to devour and evolve! That means... it has acquired my brother's [Sea King] power!"

"However, according to our analysis, after it has eaten its fill, its strength will experience a brief period of decline due to digesting the superhumans!"

"And the Black Dragon Group willingly sacrificed themselves for the Sakura Kingdom, becoming its second meal and helping us further weaken it!"

Sergeant Morishita drew his red katana from his back, the blade pointing directly at the middle school on the mountaintop.

"So now! This is the perfect time for us to strike!"

"I will personally stop that imposter then!"

"And you! Take this opportunity to rush in and find the real terminal signal tower!"

"Did you hear that?!"

"Hello! Morishita Group Leader!!"

The four answered in unison.

None of them were under thirty years old; they were all seasoned veterans.

Compared to Hoshino and her group of inexperienced student soldiers, it was like heaven and earth!

"Yoshi! I'm very satisfied with you!"

Sergeant Morishita said solemnly.

Then, he carefully took out a yellowed old photograph from his pocket and showed it to everyone.

"Before you set off, I need you to remember one person!"

"This is a specially added S-class kill order!"

"If you see this person, or someone who looks very similar... kill them immediately! Without the slightest hesitation!"

The four of them leaned closer to examine it carefully.

The photo shows a young man wearing a black trench coat, a pocket watch around his neck, and a cigarette in his mouth.

He seemed somewhat cynical, but what was even more striking was…

He was playing with a scalpel in his left hand and holding a little girl in a sailor uniform in his right arm.

The background is the still intact "Rose Middle School" plaque.

Below the photo was his file.

[Name]: Kujo Tokihiro

[Former code name]: Lu

[Date of Birth]: June 6, 1975, Osaka.

[Identity]: Ranked sixth on the international assassin list, surgeon.

[Crimes]: He assassinated his father, the former head of the Kujo family.

[Bounty]: Whoever brings back the head, dead or alive, will receive the full support of the Kujo family!